Fighting Mom

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**Aaron (POV) ** [Kaarmanet, The Cannibal Cave] Morons! That's what my so-called followers were. The majority of them, had no idea what they were doing, associating themselves with me and the few who were too greedy for power, manipulated the sheep flok for their gains; the power they thought I'd help them gain. Hahaha! Like that's ever going to happen! These people call themselves 'rebels', huh! And what do they rebel for? Meaningless battels and low payouts! The solution was simple, raise the concerns but the selfish few manipulated the herd and they followed me. I was no saint, of course, it took me eighteen years to gain a strong foothold and trust among these men. I worked amongst the warrior ranks for several years and the so-called king, Drish, never so much as noticed me around

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