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The Tale of the Wandering Guardian

Posted by Tillerian - March 18th, 2011


Where am I?

What happened?

What is this place?

Am I alone?

...

I've always been alone. That's the way it has been. Wandering around. No destination. No companion but the wind at my back. For I am Karibo, Guardian of the Wind. My appearance may fool you. I don't care reguardless.

I came from another world. A world... different from this. Where this is a world of technology, I come from a world of magic. Magic that none have ever seen. I possess such magic. For I am a Guardian.

I am one of seven. Each with their own different element. I am the Guardian of the Wind. It is the duty of a Guardian to defend our world from darkness and guide it through the never-ending journey to the light of peace and tranquility. This duty is all I have known and all I will ever need. For I need no other.

Ever since that day, I have been alone. Never to get attatched to anyone ever again. That day was the worst pain I have ever felt, and I still feel its effects to this day. I lost someone, someone close, someone dear. And then she was gone. Ripped away from me like a page torn from a book. Despite this painful memory, it is in the past, and I am not out to make anyone feel sorry for me. I'm here to do my job. That is all.

One does not become a Guardian by will nor choice. They are chosen, through the bloodline of their heiratage. A chosen family. Once retired, the Guardian passes their duty to their children. Yet, my generation was different. I don't know how, but the last generation of Guardians were killed. Slaughtered by an unknown force. No doubt an attempt to whipe them out. Yet, the children were spared and I was one of them. However, I was separated, never to know about my lineage. But destany does not turn a blind eye to anything, and the magic of the wind found me. I accepted my duty as Guardian of the Wind solely because I had no where else to go.

Unlike most Guardians, who remained stationary in one place, I wandered. I could not stay in one place. I did not want to get close to anyone. So, I travelled. I saw many sights. I have seen things that one would think would only appear in their imagination.

For many years I have walked non-stop. Never halting my progress. When trouble shows itself, and people need help, I will not hesitate, I will act, I will free them from oppression, for that is the duty of a Guardian. Once the deed is done, I leave. A face that no one will see. A name that no one will know. Leaving nothing but the wind and the memory of my deed. Love me or curse me, the deed is done, and no longer have to worry about it. That is who I am, and that is who I will always be. For I need no companion. I have all I need and not ask for more. I already lost one, I refuse to go down that path again. No, never again.

And now I find myself in a new world, with new, strange looking people. These world of machines, not magic. My duty as a Guardian is not limited to my world. Whenever trouble comes, I will fight. I always have.

To be continued...


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