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The last man was named __. He was different from his peers. He was just as beautiful, with straight brown locks and blue eyes that made his face look somewhat striking yet angelic. His build was muscular and you could not say he was short. No, it was something else that set him aside from the men he called brothers. He could not do magic. He could not chant a spell to make the rain go away, he could not summon objects with his mind. He could not shape-shift nor could he speak to anything but his own kind. He was in every way a non-magical mortal and this was what caused his resentment of what would have been his brothers.

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