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the courage to carry on
Author: Jaysin
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Marco lay in bed, his eyes staring blankly at the ceiling.

He had no desire to do anything, no desire to face another trial , no desire to be a hero .

Fear of what might happen or what he might see had paralyzed him.

The Ancient One sensed the hero's spirit dying.

He entered Marco's room, his eyes filled with concern.

Marco... you must not give up.

The trials are not meant to break you, but to test your strength.

Marco turned away, his voice barely above a whisper.

I'm not strong.

I'm just a killer with a fancy name.

The Ancient One sat beside him, his hand reaching for Marco's heart.

But he hesitated, not touching it.

You have a good soul, Marco.

I have seen it in your actions, in the way you care for those around you.

Do not let the trials make you forget that.

Marco looked up at the old man, surprise in his eyes.

You really believe that?

The Ancient One nodded.

I do, Marco.

I have watched you since the day you arrived.

You have a heart that is pure and strong.

Do not let
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