Breaking out of that first rock is like being birthed into a cruel and harsh world. Your first steps are of panic and fear as you scramble to find a weapon. A sword, a spear, a gun maybe? No, all that sits in front of you is the same rocks that birthed you moments before. You grab the first one you see, and turn to see a horrific site. You are staring at yourself, holding two rocks, winding up. The rock soars through the sky making its way to your head. Will this kill you or give you rebirth? IT slides narrowly past you and your time to strike is now. You spin your new limbs around you and fling your birth stone towards your adversary. It hits home. He falls to the ground. You are free.

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