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FIRST LEVEL FARMGIRL

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"May the blinded see" The Window to the Soul. Gods system of which all who are born are attached to. Bestowed the destiny they are divined to fulfill. Each person is born with a "Class" that determines their future. Beginning at level 0 at birth until the age of 10 where they become level 1 and are allowed to begin earning experience by fulfilling their class quests and using their skills. The vast majority of people on the Grand Continent are born into simple classes. Tailor, Trader, Cook, Scholar, Farmer. Among others. All of which whose leveling will likely stagnate once they reach level 5. Unable to progress because their Class quests needed to level up become increasingly more unfeasible to fulfill. And by then, most will be in their old age. With the exception of those who rule over the peasant classes. Those who were born with combat classes who level considerably faster with the abundance of monsters that plague the Grand. None more powerful than the Holy Order of Paladins that aids in governing the continent. Liore is a peasant of a distant village, born to Farmer and a Chef. Born with the Farmer class like her mother. She was destined to be in the shadow of her older brother who was born with the "Holy Swordsman" Class. After her brother is sent off to train with the Holy Order, leaving her with his old training sword as a keepsake, Liore attempts to follow her brothers training with futility. Leading her into grave danger that almost takes her life until she stumbles upon an ancient artifact that gifts her abilities beyond her god given class. Emboldening her pursuit for her own destiny and sending her spiraling towards great power. With all of the strife that comes along with it...
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