Post by <<\\\LordMihnea///>> on Mar 31, 2006 19:17:48 GMT
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Long ago... in the realms of Mu, before the arrival of all sacred travelers... a great war stood upon the two races... The 1st one was called Wolfvensyche... a clan of that possesed all lands over Devias... these people were great warriors and their strengh was unmatched... however when it came to using their most important muscle of the body, their mind... they lacked talent.
The 2nd clan was called The Shinobi... these race mastered stealth fighting, body functions, and the old generation chemestry and sorcery. They were called the by their oponents... night predators...
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In the deepesp bottoms of the dark forests of lorencia, inside Lorenza Fortress stood Belial... leader of Shinobi and his high council all arround a wooden table. The room was full of old papers...books...maps that pointed strategic points... with an angry swing Belial crushed the table in one punch out of furry... the high council stood calm.
-CURSE THE WOLFS! screamed the leader spiling salive over his camarades..... These fools have the upper hand... how can we destroy them when they have in possesion the sacred tower... noone knows where it really is... and the only way to burst inside is by going in the goddam portal... 10 years.... TEN BLOODY YEARS AND YOU INCOMPETENT PARASITES HAVENT MANEDGED TO FIND THE CURSED PORTAL.
-But sIre, said a council member trying to reason with Belial, it is not as easy as it may seem... each full moon they keep changing the portal's location... There is never enough time, no mortal can discover it in such a short ammount of time... plz do understand us...
-WHAT HAPENED TO MY SPIES? Weve sent a douzen spies in their goddam land... our top classes.. where are they? said the leader.
- The thing is sIre, ive been meaning to tell u this... its not easy to say but... 2 mornings ago... a windeg creature made of stone...flew over our castle and droped a gigantic sack in our royal garden... inside that sack stood all the heads of our spies covered with mud and worms...
An uncomfterble silence followed...the presure began to escalate... the council could see Belial's veins grow of anger on his skin... suddenly *BLIIING* all of the dusty bottle of wine the stood on the table collapsed into shards... the council was stuned in fear.
-This is it... said Belial... we have no option... they are wining ore and more ground day by day... Noria refuses to help us...blasted elfs... our ninja technics are useles againts those brute strengh warriors... the sacred scroll must be used...
- BUT SIRE! IT IS AGAINTS OUR RELEGION! said all the council all at once worried.
- SILENCE! OPOSE ME AND U SHALL BE DECAPITATED! screamed Belial, this is a time of desperation, I prefer to go to hell then die by the hand of those barbarians... SUMMON MY ALCHEMISTS AT ONCE!
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1 years has passed... The shinobie castle is at the last point of resistence.... the Wolf armies are sorrounding all peremiters... the castle walls are down...dispite the advanced ninja skills of the shinbie...the wolf's defense is far more superior....a knock is heard on Belial's door.
-Enter...said the leader calmly. Ah Vector, are we ready... is it time already?
-SIre, firstly i must announce you that with lost 2/3 of our people and...
-Dear Vector, do not worry...simple problems.... uh..is he here...?
- Yes he is right here, come in... Shinabi. Dont be shy...
A young teen, with white long hair covered with the rarest armor that could be crafted in the deep tunels of the castle stood in front of Belial.
-My dear boy... said Belial how are you today... you look in perfect mint condition... are you ready to avenge my ppl and become my son?
The boy glew a dark red aura over his body, yet his face had a radiant pure glow...
-You must understand my lord, this boy doesnt not have a soul yet... he is lacking personality... but he has been crafted from your greatest ancestors corpses... it took time to develop the tissue but he is the chosen one... a true artificial demi-god... with such a power in ure control he would be unstopeble...
- A fine crafsmen ship indeed... ure loyalty shall be strongly rewarded...BY GIVING URE SOUL TO HIM!
Shinaby grabed by the neck, and lifted him into the stuffy air dr. Vector, he slowly opened his mouth... and absorbed a white phantom air the was being extracted from the creator's chest... as Shinabi finished... his eyes glew a yellow light... he had a soul...a personality of his own. He droped the mindles corpse of Vector on the floor... and without saying a word... he steped outside the castle gates where the wolf armies kept advancing into the royal lands...
TO BE CONTINUED
