His first name was Aaron, his second name justice. He carried a sword made of steel and grace. His strength was beyond all a man could imagine. He was raised to fight for his people, for their lives. They called him the blessed crusader of the golden kingdom he was protecting. His family, he would defend, brothers, sisters, until his death, he was a hero. When the night was falling he was praying, When the day was coming he was fighting. When the battle was over he would thank god. After thanking God, he would train for hours. He trained like a dragon but even the dragon’s the flame couldn’t stop him from bringing victory. Aaron was the god of the warriors but that had a cost, he never had his own family. As a guardian angel of the golden kingdom, he dedicated his time to protect his people. He trained the soldiers, farmers, and women, for the day he would die, they had to be strong. As the years passed, Aaron became weaker. His strength abandoned him and he got sick. He knew