Chapter: My first FF! (Please read and rate)

HELLO
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I'm new here and have made up my mind to also write a FF, although it is not exactly the icing on the cake, but practice makes perfect.
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but I'm still missing a headline * howl *
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Can you help me?
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Ps: Of course I also built in DB charas, but they won't come until the second part.
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Look forward (or hope to your clerks)
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cu
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I haven't lived on this planet very long
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but long enough for the human
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Getting to know race as it is. I was shocked
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about how humanity treats its own kind
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they lie to and deceive each other
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the strong suppresses the weak,
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the rich enslaves the poor and that only,
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to increase their wealth
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They should be exterminated
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But what if I'm wrong, when my anger blinds me<br />
for those who respect their own kind.
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I dont know.
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Do I even have the right about this planet
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and to judge its inhabitants?
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Yes, I am right, this was given to me by the
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Seravan granted.
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The Seravan wouldn't lie to me as to why
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so should she.
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When I read these lines today, I have to laugh. How naive and blind I was, but I wasn't the only one who fell for the Seravan's lies. Many have followed them and their laws.
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But even that does not excuse the murders that I have committed in an alleged sacred mission.
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We were able to bring the dead back to life ......, but I still hear the next when I'm alone, their scream, uttered in hystery and fear of death.
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I couldn't even remember certain faces. There were too many on my crusades that I slaughtered in cold blood.<br />
But I can remember a person who died under my hands exactly, and how I met the person I love, I will never forget it.
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It was three years ago on the planet Nemesis, it was already very cold and the landscape was covered with snow.
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We had almost completely exterminated the inhabitants, only few of the surviving survivors resisted or hid in the abundant mountains.
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This heretical race, as I used to think, had a great advantage over us because it can grow wings at will.
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My squad only consisted of a few, my friend Askir, and two others were seriously injured but capable of transport and had very good chances to survive, I was only slightly injured, but the other two ......
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Suddenly I felt an aura, very weak but there.
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There was no telling whether it belonged to the enemy or to one of my men whom I still miss.<br />
The person to whom the aura belonged seemed badly injured.
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That is why I went to its origin without thinking about it any further.
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It didn't take long to get to the slope where I felt the aura.
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It was a young man, I estimated him around eighteen.
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He was dressed in simple black trousers and a white, already very tattered, coat.
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His silver hair glistened in the cold moonlight, his flawless face was smeared with blood.
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He knelt before his sword, which was also bloody and stuck in the earth, his great black wings spread.
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He made no move to flow, he seemed to know that there was no point.
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I walked slowly towards him and drew my sword from its sheath.
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I raised it, the shadow of my blade covering his face.
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I was already waiting for him to beg, belittle me, or even cry, in the face of death.