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The way it once was… All those years ago…
The way we were united … To destroy a common foe…
When you look at what happened…. Finally you will know…
The truth to what happened… All those years ago…
When you spread the word to others…
They will also know…
To let those poor souls… Finally… Finally… Go…
You must do this fast…. To do what should’ve happened…
10.
Years.
Ago.
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This fanfic will have lots of battles, and I'm hoping will be MUCH better than my previous fanfic: A new threat.
If any of you still read that fanfic i will still try to write that too.
I will accept 4 characters.
Name:
Race:
Gender:
Personality:
Arsenal (Optional) :
Small bio:
Anything else:
Suggestions for your character:
If you want to include anything else, please do.
Name: Necro
Race: SK
Gender: Male
Personality: Evil. Very evil. Beyond very evil. Beyond beyond very evil. Beyond beyond beyond... well, you get the point.
Arsenal: Bristling buckler, 3 cobalt helms, magic hood, solid cobalt armor, Khorovod, Jalovec, SHockburst Brandish, Super Blast BOmb, Flllourish, Wolver Coat with UV Freeze Medium.
Small bio: Necro used to be an average Knight living on Cradle. On day in the Clockworks, he and his party discovered a starge elevator that was covered in chains. The broke the chains, and decided to check out where it went.
A few hours later, SK HQ recieved a video of a new place; a place of undying monsters, swirling black mist, and strange... things. The screams and explosions began, and that was the last of Necro's team that they heard of.
Needless to say, the next time anyone saw Necro, it was him haunting the Clockworks, a former shadow of himself. One of his eyes was now black instead of his regular red. He would flicker like a candle flame, distorting his figure and frightening the bajeebuses out of other Knights. He would appear and dissapear like a shadow, here on moment and gone the next. THe first party to encounter him barely escaped with their lives. Some of the rest have not been so lucky. No one knows what really happened to Necro and the rest of the party, but they all know that it isn't good.
Anything else: Love Greavers. Breeds them for a personal army. Has ammased about 550 Greavers at the moment, and counting.
Suggestions for your character: Make him as evil as possible. I like being evil now.
If you want to include anything else, please do.
A fragment of the Ballad of the Swarm.
The King, the Queen, the Beasts, the Gourd,
The Slime, the Hounds, the Mare, the Lord.
Figure ^^^ out and win a fantistical prize! Okay, maybe not. But still try to solve it anyways. Will reveal the entire thing in one of my stories.