Pain is all I feel...and cleanliness. I step out of the rubble, rubble. Rubble, why? I stumble forwards, everythng's a bit blurry. The white walls of the hospital have collapsed, bricks and chunks of stone are on the ground. A few moaning Knights, stumble in, ignoring me. I see Spitfire, jump towards me, growling. I smile, as I stumble out to the Auction House. A single Knight, wings outstretched like a bat, donned in armor forged of all the monsters of Cradle. I wipe my brow as I begin to sweat, breathing in the stale air. Fire lingers and so does electricity, dead Monsers lie, scattered throughout Haven. Knights stand at the ready, swords drawn and shields raised, guns pointed at the Knight and bombs ready. I moan, stumbling forwards. I feel it in my bones...enough to make my systems blow...
This is it, the apocalypse.
I stumble away as a Knight in Dread Skelly fires at the Knight, who simply raises a hand, the bullets stopping in mid air. Glowing auras of purple float around them as the Knight smirks. I hide behind a ruined building, watching as another Knight in Proto armour fires some measly shots, shots that hit his wings, making him crash to the ground. I hear a moan behind me, a Knight, murmuring. "...Raise your flag...don your clothes...it's a revolution...I...suppose" She closes her eyes, her head hitting the ground. I grimace, turning away. Now that I pay more attention some of the Knights hold large banners, banners of anything and everything. I spot the banner I wish for. A banner with a fire painted on it. I grab at it, stepping up as I see the Knights the thing...I push my to the crowd, asking a Knight in Skolver Armour. "What's happening?" "This thing flew into Haven from who-knows-where, telling us to leave, our doom has come. Then it unleashed monsters, just by waving it's hand." I nod, slowly pushing my way to the Knight who silently lays on the ground. Raising the banner. "I woke up to ash and dust. It wasn't the first time. If you truly think you are powerful enough to destroy us, we who have survived so, so much, then you are wrong." The Knight looks up to me and I see it better. A cloak stitched of the remains of all the monstres, like a Chaos Cloak. It leaps, grabbing at my throat, soaring into the sky and hissing at me. "Your fault." It throws me to the ground, beofre swooping down and pick me up again. "You unleashed." I slowly move my hand to the hilt of the Fang of Vog that has served me well. I grab at it, swinging at the Knight, it howls, fury in it's eyes. "Traitor!" It growls at me, throwing me into the fountain.
I was gone for months. Any ideas of what happened to my character? btw heres an update he wears vog armor now, and has a voltedge along with a gigawatt pulsar.
I'm waking up...to ash and dust...
I glance around, moaning as I slowly clamber up.
Pain is all I feel...and cleanliness. I step out of the rubble, rubble. Rubble, why? I stumble forwards, everythng's a bit blurry. The white walls of the hospital have collapsed, bricks and chunks of stone are on the ground. A few moaning Knights, stumble in, ignoring me. I see Spitfire, jump towards me, growling. I smile, as I stumble out to the Auction House. A single Knight, wings outstretched like a bat, donned in armor forged of all the monsters of Cradle. I wipe my brow as I begin to sweat, breathing in the stale air. Fire lingers and so does electricity, dead Monsers lie, scattered throughout Haven. Knights stand at the ready, swords drawn and shields raised, guns pointed at the Knight and bombs ready. I moan, stumbling forwards. I feel it in my bones...enough to make my systems blow...
This is it, the apocalypse.
I stumble away as a Knight in Dread Skelly fires at the Knight, who simply raises a hand, the bullets stopping in mid air. Glowing auras of purple float around them as the Knight smirks. I hide behind a ruined building, watching as another Knight in Proto armour fires some measly shots, shots that hit his wings, making him crash to the ground. I hear a moan behind me, a Knight, murmuring. "...Raise your flag...don your clothes...it's a revolution...I...suppose" She closes her eyes, her head hitting the ground. I grimace, turning away. Now that I pay more attention some of the Knights hold large banners, banners of anything and everything. I spot the banner I wish for. A banner with a fire painted on it. I grab at it, stepping up as I see the Knights the thing...I push my to the crowd, asking a Knight in Skolver Armour. "What's happening?" "This thing flew into Haven from who-knows-where, telling us to leave, our doom has come. Then it unleashed monsters, just by waving it's hand." I nod, slowly pushing my way to the Knight who silently lays on the ground. Raising the banner. "I woke up to ash and dust. It wasn't the first time. If you truly think you are powerful enough to destroy us, we who have survived so, so much, then you are wrong." The Knight looks up to me and I see it better. A cloak stitched of the remains of all the monstres, like a Chaos Cloak. It leaps, grabbing at my throat, soaring into the sky and hissing at me. "Your fault." It throws me to the ground, beofre swooping down and pick me up again. "You unleashed." I slowly move my hand to the hilt of the Fang of Vog that has served me well. I grab at it, swinging at the Knight, it howls, fury in it's eyes. "Traitor!" It growls at me, throwing me into the fountain.