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And so it begins. .

The world is filled with flaw after flaw, imperfection after imperfection. Wherever, whenever you searched it would be found. For most that was simply life, there was nothing they could do about it even if they wanted to. But for Alistair that was something that he would not, could not accept. The world would be without flaws, without any sort of imperfection. He would succeed, no matter the sacrifices needed to get there.
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Raised in a wealthy and somewhat secluded family the adolescent lived a rather, pristine childhood. Everything he needed, desired was provided for. Never once did he experience anguish or displeasure in that lonely time. No siblings meant peace, for there were no fights, no bickering of any sort. That was something he had not once experienced. With no other children around it meant there was only sophistication around him, around that of his parents and those Galactic folk that they were affiliated with.
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As the boy aged life changed, what might arguably be for the worse. With the vast wealth available to him Alistair would often travel far and wide experiencing varying luxuries. Among one of these travels he came upon what to him was the most caring and stunning women. He fell in love nearly instantly, without her he felt as if he couldn't imagine what a happy life would be. So of course, he shared these feelings with her, and although it took time she too felt the same, In what felt like no time to the man he was married to her and the father of a Apache Helicopter. But nothing lasts forever, as they left just as fast as they had arrived into his life.