The Legend of Anri and Akanea
As taken from the tapestries in the great hall of Aritia Palace.
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100 years ago from this time (the year 502 of our calendar), the three Gods of Chaos,
Madness and Disorder sent to the earth a King for the Mamcoots. With his iron grip, he forced
his people to spread over the whole of Akanea and attack our beautiful cities, sending their
peasants into slavery. Everything was drenched in fire. The land soon turned to ash.
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As times grew more and more desperate, our ancestors prayed to the Creator God for help,
even as the fires of evil licked at the very ground at which they stood upon. They wept and
pleaded with the God until they succumbed, but their cries did not go unheard. To the remaining
priests in the Rahman Temple she gave an enchanted sword and shield and told them:
"Only one can wield these weapons of the Fire. You must find He who is worthy of my Falchion
and the Fire Emblem."
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It was by chance that on that day a humble man came to the temple. Though of simple
beginnings, he picked up the Falchion and the Fire Emblem and set off alone to slay the evil
Mamcoot King. His aim was true, for the powers of the devine blade obeyed him and the magic
within pierced the dark dragon's very heart. Our land, our Akanea, was free.
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When he returned from his quest, he was hailed as a hero. "Anri! Anri!" The crowds cheered
his name. But Anri was not finished. He helped the kingdoms to rebuild and then set off to
found his own. Thus, our Aritia was born. Within Aritia, he placed the Falchion and the five gems
of the Emblem for safekeeping. The powers of the orbs were all connected to the sword,
it seemed, and to the One who could Wield it.
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When at last Anri died and arose into the heavens to sit in the throne of Sainthood, he took
the gems of the Fire Emblem and gave one to each of the biggest kingdoms to ensure their
protection. To his children, who now had children of their own, he gave the empty emblem
and the Falchion and told them to guard it with pride. It may, in turn, guard their own
lives someday...
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...And at just 14 years of age, young Prince Marth never imagined that those legends that hung within the halls of his castle would ever come true. Yet the situation around the borders of Aritia was becoming worse and worse, and soon he and his closest friends realized that they could not avoid war for much longer. Little did he know that Medeus had been revived and was turning the kingdom of Doluna into an Empire. History was about to begin repeating itself...
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