For five years you were a slave to a vicious demon. When you were offered freedom in exchange for studying to become a Monk, one of the Kaiming, you accepted without hesitation. This is your story.
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http://pastebin.com/5ZzrDuEzThe scent of the incense in the morning is, at this point, a welcome scent. The past seven years here have been the happiest of your life. You stretch from your simple bed, fold it, and hang it out of the window, placing the heavy stone atop it to prevent the winds from taking it away with them.
You pull your white robes on and head downstairs to the meal hall. Students of all ages gather peacefully at the table, kneeling in front of their breakfasts. At the head of the hall sits the man you have called teacher for these past years, Master Zhu. His elderly and peaceful expression gazes out across the hall as the final Disciples file in and take their seats. With a tap of his staff everyone begins to eat.
You go through the same routine you have gone through every day for seven years. Eat, stretch, run around the mountain's trails, body weight exercises, meditation, combat training, meditation, eat, stretch, meditation, study, eat, and then sleep.
Today, however, is different.
As you head down from the library to the meal hall a realized Monk, adorned in the stone gray robes of the temple's brothers and sisters, stops you. "You are ordered to go see Master Duon." Talking is not commonly done in this temple, and you nod, heading where ordered.
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