Wandering through mid-world I happened upon a gypsy who spoke of my past and foretold of my future. In my past life I was a warrior of Bastok, a nation many worlds from here. A defender of the people and land, she spoke of visions, clad in white armor with my trusted sword and shield, helping to bring peace to all of Vana'diel. As for my future, I am to travel to a new land, Eorzea, to take up arms and once again fight for the future of the world at hand. So, I set forth on my new adventure, Dextera Domini, right hand of God. 4e9a47cb6412fdfe765be9305418168e
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