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She gently lifted her cloak hood over her face, took one last glance behind her at the castle where she once grew up then dashed into the forest. Her name was Akira and she was a princess. At a young age she became acquainted with a strange boy that went by the name of Hiro. Akira never found out much about him because he was a quiet person who never said much about himself. But even though she barely knew anything about the boy, they became the best of friends. Or so she thought.
When she turned eleven Hiro invited her to sleep over at his house, which was located in the middle of a forest, and she foolishly agreed. When arriving at said location two men came up behind her and shackled her wrists together. They brought her down to the basement and for years, those men experimented on her. Five years later she escaped and resumed her role as princess but after only a few months an army of warriors arrived in attempt to kidnap her.
In desperate attempt to escape these men, Akira grabbed her grandfather's old katana, a cloak and fled.
(By the way, I don't usually type this much so don't expect three paragraphs or so whenever I reply)
When she turned eleven Hiro invited her to sleep over at his house, which was located in the middle of a forest, and she foolishly agreed. When arriving at said location two men came up behind her and shackled her wrists together. They brought her down to the basement and for years, those men experimented on her. Five years later she escaped and resumed her role as princess but after only a few months an army of warriors arrived in attempt to kidnap her.
In desperate attempt to escape these men, Akira grabbed her grandfather's old katana, a cloak and fled.
(By the way, I don't usually type this much so don't expect three paragraphs or so whenever I reply)