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  <title>Conversion Chronicles Prologue</title>
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  <description>Fushi picked up his blade and sighed. Looking up at gray mist that covered the&amp;nbsp;dark blue sky, he yawned and stretched. The cold mist swirled around him, alive and hostile.&amp;nbsp;The large fire&amp;nbsp;burning in front of him failed to keep him warm. He was drained of&amp;nbsp;energy and tired, very tired. Sheathing his sword, he walked away from the fire, in the direction of the woods. He whistled sharply and he heard the anticipated stamping.&amp;nbsp;Walking over to his&amp;nbsp;steed, Fushi brushed it and patted it&apos;s snout. Untying&amp;nbsp;Shini, he brought it over to the fire. Throwing water over the fire, he mounted Shini and rode off, leaving the smell of burning human flesh&amp;nbsp;behind.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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