Vanquish the Holy Light

[Equinox 245]

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A fine woman stood adorn in the plate of a paladin; worn for the holy course that has endowed her with the expectations of fighting for her grace that controls the parish she was born under the rights too. She stood with brothers, men of similar wear and tear as she did, adorned with the same plate as her. Some wore larger shoulder plates, some wore capes, others had scimitars, and others wore goofy shapes. Their shields rose as a protective measure of what stood before them. Creatures of the most unholy caliber that wrecked havoc against their order once before.

 

These demons were wealthily endowed with the powers that were given to them for walking down the darker path. These new-blooded Holy knights shivered behind their steel and iron plate. Most had never met such nefarious creatures in the likes of battle. They were young, adventurous yet undisciplined. They fought against the occult, the unusual, and the hideous. Those that determined by the faith itself to be ignoble and weak. Mortal Creatures that rose against the divine, and were to be crushed by the knights that swore to protect it.

 

The creatures they looked upon today were demons of the abyss, riddled with malcontent. Each pace more terrifying then the next. Every slap of their goat like hooves against the ashened grass simply rose the heartbeats of every Paladin that stood beneath them.

 

The demons felt pleasure in that...

 

A peculiar demon rose his arm with a black lance. Staring into the lines of white and gold, staring at their adornments and weapons. He could only smile, presumably pleased with his luck to have gathered a horde to test his skill on whilst also to kill. A shout of tongues emitting from the creature, and within a moments notice the Paladins that stood before him perished with a surge of blazing light. Each and every one of them disappearing like smoke to the wind. Yet there still stood one paladin, one follower of the holy light that she swore to protect.

 

That demon, Murmur, as he would be called in the history books, began to pace towards her. The young paladin quivered in her heels. She shivered and shook in immense fear as the embodiment of the contortion of angels rose to her. He met his crystallized eyes with hers. The sapphire swept eyes of the demon peering over her figure. He only laughed, before opening his cruelly tormented mouth. Whispering to the mortal:

 

"Where is your god now?"

 

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Another story. Oh my lord, It's time to stop.

 

[Leric 1097]

Very nicely written!

[MunaZaldrizoti 8037]

((Ugh, your story-writing is so good! I need to learn from you! ^__^))

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[ski_king3 0]

I wish I could write this good...

[Baconthief 682]

On 6/2/2016 at 8:33 PM, cyber_king3 said:

I wish I could write this good...

well*

Start there

 

 

[Elad™ 560]

Moved to the Archive. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.