Kagura was a lad destined with a Heart of gold, aspiring to become a knight he had trained his life for since he was a young one. Born in Marna he was always seen as a kid with a stick, swing it like it was a real blade. fast forward until after his 18th birthday he had gotten his first blade and set of armor, one made from the finest of Iron that could be obtained, least so he could live his life as either a adventurer or a mercenary. However a month later seemed to be the end of his streak. Meeting a crash with a horse-drawn carriage he had fainted, after awaking he had fallen into the cold ill of insomnia, only remembering his name and the sword given to him by...whoever, his memories were clouded as to how he obtained it yet he tries to find himself, believing himself as a wandering knight without a place to call home.

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