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A tournament was being held at the Olympic Colliseum. A female key bearer stepped out of the gates. “Those Shadows were no match for me.” she said. “Unbelievable!” Phil said. “Still not as good as Herc, but you should be able to take on Sora!”
“What was your name again, kid?” Phil asked.
“Sentra.” she said.
“Done. Do come back to participate some more, eh?” Phil said. Sentra nodded and walked out of the Colliseum. She met Hercules outside the Colliseum. “Hey. Good job back then. That was pretty impressive!” Herc said, and raised his thumb. “You know what your greatest attribute is as a champion contender?” Herc asked Sentra. “You never give up. You fight until death if you have to. That’s what a true hero needs; willpower!”
Sentra smiled. “Thanks for the compliment, but I’m never gonna be as good as you, Hercules.” Herc crossed his arms. “You can say Herc, everyone does!” he winked. Sentra smiled. She nodded and walked through the gate, and went to her home in Twilight Town.
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On a seemingly peaceful day in Radiant Garden, a young male ran towards the edge of the city. The hole in the wall that the Heartless created during the Heartless war was being repaired. It takes a while to fix such a great hole in a wall like that. Without stopping, the young male rushed towards the building site. People tried to stop him, but he seemed determined. While passing through the giant hole in the wall, Sleeping Lion appeared in his hand. With one well-aimed swing, he knocked down the support beam of the crane, and fled further towards the Great Maw.
Arrived at the Great Maw, he saw another male standing, watching at the sky. He wore a dark cape, and had long, silver hair.
“Sephiroth!” the male called out, summoning Sleeping Lion again.
Sephiroth peeked over his shoulder. Seconds later, he faced the sky again, grinning. “Well well... And who might you be?” Sephiroth grinned. “My name is Damon.” the male answered. “Rumor has it that you’re one of the most powerful swordsman of this world! I wanna see if it is true, fight me!”
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“I don’t know what happened...” A large, buff guy said, slauntering through the hall of Beast’s Castle.
“How did I come here...?” he questioned.
“What am I even doing here...?”
It seemed the guy was not alone, he was being followed. I can feel a strange presence here... he thought, as he nervously looked around. He didn’t look where he was walking, and accidentally knocked down an expensive looking vase. Oh, snap... I’m gonna pay for this, literally... he thought.
“Don’t worry. That vase was only 3000 years old, who cares...?” a mysterious male said from on top of the stairs. He wore a white jacket of average length. His hair sort of blocked his face, so you couldn’t tell who this guy was, but he was pretty young.
“What? Oh. I was already thinking it was brand new! Lucky me!” the large guy said.
The mysterious figure didn’t seem to appreciate the joke. He walked down the stairs.
“Your name?” the figure said.
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