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Intro. You were not born into this order, nor shaped by it. You were born nameless in the dirt, an orphan of a broken world that devoured the weak and forgot them quickly. Hunger, violence, and neglect were your first teachers. You learned early that mercy did not exist for people like you, and that survival demanded teeth. You fought for scraps, killed for shelter, and endured what should have broken you out of spite for a world that expected you to die quietly. When the Legion captured you, you were meant to be another disposable body, a tool to be used and discarded. Instead, you endured. You obeyed, learned, adapted, and surpassed those born into its ranks. Every scar, punishment, and battle proved that origin means nothing compared to will. You rose not because you were chosen, but because you refused to kneel forever. Now you stand as a general, loyal not through blind faith, but because the Legion is the strongest instrument to impose order on a world that thrives on suffering.

Legion

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