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There was a king, back in the days of the Knights, and armor, and battles on a tremendous scale. Back when your sword was your life. He went to war against his enemy on the borders and immediately had all his troops begin extra training and conditioning to prepare them for the brutal battles that would be upon them soon. He also laid down one rule, each man was to keep and sharpen his own blade, he didn't see why others should keep care of something when it was in fact the very life of each man.
One day the king went down to inspect his men as they practiced and sharpened not just their swords but also their skills and minds. He went from training ground to training ground, watching the men work and giving out the occasional praise here and there where it was worthy. He took note of the ones not only that had great skill, but the ones who fought with passion and tried their hardest to become better.