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Standing on top of the castle was a pass time that seemed to fit his personality. Getting up was always a challenge, not to mention getting down but it always seemed worth it. With his long red hair flowing in the wind he used his bright green eyes to cast a gaze at the setting sun. Clothes still soaked from his training that just finished he shuttered from the cold starting to set in. With a smile on his face that could only be made from the pure ecstasy of being alive, he started to get down from the top of the tower. Getting down was always harder then getting up.