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*These are some of the first stories I tried writing. I hope you enjoy them!* *I’m continually remaking and revising these stories.* A nameless, statusless poleaxe wielder, six feet three inches tall, a giant destined to die as nothing more than a shield for the Silla army’s front line. Amid the blood-soaked clashes of the Three Kingdoms, the abandoned soldier crawled for his life into the pitch-black depths of a ravine in Seoraksan, where no human foot had ever trod. There, he was met by the proud and divine tiger mountain god who ruled Seoraksan.
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