Miles

The never ending cycle.
Miles [mph] was born and raised in the city of Athina, a minor village of the Anglunian Empire. Ever since a child, Miles was always eager to have a rule of his own. Intrigued by the riches of the powerful and working ever so hard to build his own. Working tirelessly to building up the Athinian name, he spent his time preaching to his fellow citizens that money is the all powerful! He promised that one day there will be no poor people like them, that the world will be a better place. To accumulate wealth for the ever growing village, he did as much as possible, mining and re-selling valuables, farming for important foods and other necessary resources, opening up a tavern and starting the Port of Athina. At first, he prospered, blooming in the sun of the gold and iron that would begin to flow into the village.

The unexpected event
A quite evening, watching over the village, doing final rounds of the walls. It was then when Miles was approached by an unsuspecting Bartender. "You may move to the east, west, south or north, but we shall also be there." Was what this bartender had approached with, and as quickly as he was seen, he was off. This simple one sided exchange would change the Village of Athina, Miles view on the world, and soon he would come to understand the most crucial part of being a leader - When to give up. Time passed with no further sight of this bartender, hours, days, nothing.

It was a cool morning, rain passed above, and the faint noise of running, branches breaking, leaves ruffling, and a constant thump. An odd noise coming from such an early time of the day, in an isolated forest. As time passed this noise began to grow louder, yet ever so faint - When it suddenly stopped, it had become much more apparent that the noise was closer than expected when it came to a halt. Miles along side a farmer from Athina searched the outside of the walls, finding nothing. The forest was the same as it had been for the previous days, dew on the leaves, flowers scattered the forest floor, and the slight hum of bees. Then it begun, the noise of construction, busy men, horses hooves stormed the ground. It was only now that Miles had begun to grasp the magnitude of the force that had moved in next door. The powerless feeling, watching massive walls that touched the sky, gates that opened up to the heavens, and the pure size of their force. Little could be done about this new beginning that was being forced into his face.

A new hope
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