[ WP ] You have reincarnated in world where there are heroes , dragons and demons and you are villager number 231 .

`` Ahhh the good old days.'' 
 
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 `` I remember the first dragon I slew. Its breath, hotter than the sun, scorching my armor as I blocked the fiery blast with my shield. And just when he sputtered out his last fireball, I batted it back with my sword, stunning him long enough to shove my blade through his eye. Ha! Talk about a taste of your own medicine!'' 
 
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 `` And I remember storming the wizard's tower, cleaving his demonic thralls. Floor by floor, I dodged his fireballs, his ice shards, his lightning bolts, all the while dispatching every summon he threw at me. And when we got the to the top of the tower? Wham! Stabbed him in the gut and kicked him off the edge!'' 
 
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 `` And lo, the adventures could not hold a candle to the glory of the celebrations afterward! The firelight of whatever tavern we could find after our victories would sparkle and glisten off of our armor, wet with the ale we carelessly poured into our gullets! And oh, how the villagers would talk about us! We were heroes!'' 
 
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 _Hisssssss! _ 
 
 `` Anyway, thank you for listening to the ramblings of an old smith, all while you have an adventure to continue. That dragon wo n't slay itself! Ha ha!'' 
 
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 ``... Here, take this sword, on me. I carried her on my hip for many adventures. On my honor, this blade can cut through troll fat, through serpent skin, through dragon scale. Trust me, I would know.''
