Natea
19-06-09, 21:44
Juno Reactor - Tokyo Dub
Far far away there exists a World, Cereylla, which was ages and ages old on which there dwelled the Tribe of Cereyllans. From Cities, having been built and left behind by the Titans, they began to raise up against the Beasts surrounding these fortresses. Time and times passed by during which the Cereyllans developed incredible techniques of Mana and Chi. Huge Libraries gathered their knowledge, and finally Magicians came up with the invention of the Net-Bowl: Television, Mobile Phone and Internet in one. Boom Boxes, Mics, Fuel, a civilization of High Technology. But one time it came to pass that the 10 Demon Firsts were released by the Archangel of Evil, and darkness spread accross the Lands, Wide Floors, Hills, Mountains and everything accross the Continental Plate of Cereylla. And the prime of the First throned at the Kings Castle as Slavery was brought upon the Cereyllans, Elves, Neese and all the other tribes along.
At a time that the two Guardians at the Great Mountains of Cereylla had been vanished, a Hero rose and got begifted with Great Power. The Demons got banned to the Underworld and Cereylla once again began to flourish. But evil mighthungry people summoned upon them, and gave them sacrifices to act from the Underworld. Soon those became prisoners that have been led captive, readied for the Demon Soldiers to be used. And here's where the Tale begins, at the far western end of Cereylla, in a town ruled by Goradoss, the summoner of Zul'Gah'Ahn, the prime of the Demon Firsts.
- what ya say?
It was nightfall and the Army hidden beyond the hills beyond the reach of the watchmens sight. Lined up the prisoners were in front of the Troops, and Goradoss rode on his horse accross the lined up men giving them the Cut of Doom. Demons incarnated, Halflings born to fulfill the will of their leader.
Rushed was the town of wheat and cattle, the town at the morning sun. With speed beyond thunder they approached the town, surpassing its shield with a tiny loss, bashing the gates open with theyr fire, and running straight into the Arms of the Kings Soldiers that were willing to win. And as it seemed they did, but then, the Demon First himself came and took its loan - Goradoss' brother. The First dwelled with Destruction, sucking out the lives of many. Overthrown the Army was, but a Light began to shine, blue, and rain began to drow, turning that what it touched back in its development of time.
Thundery Strokes appeared scarring the willows and walls as the Demon disappeared, and finally a man dressed in white appeared with his sword struck into the Demons Belly. Rushing towards Goradoss he took out a Medal and pressed it on the tyrants cheek. Confusion was around, and so the man was Gone.
02
Then it was time to celebrate, eating the left and gnashing the right eye of the fallen companions to honour them by nailing their heads then to their houses - filling the outer walls with the Victims. Yet yelled out loud the one who had never yelled before - Goradoss. Water pulsated through his veins and bursted forth from his cheecks as the Scar shined with Light. This took the attention of men, and so the son who was just about to pay the last honour to its uncle found a chance to escape - Voran, the Decendant of Goradoss.
...to be continued. Someone displeased by me putting this down online? Hope You enjoy it.
Navras
Voran so ran with his power and heart to the northern east, far, far away from his terrible home. Some force aided him, taking him to the bounds of the country, to a road the Nomads passed by frequently. So Voran rested, climbing up a Tree, and as the Nomads approached, boom boxing their way through the forrest, he fell, got injured and picked up by Gothan who took him with to his town where Voran grew older til the King sent for man to serve the hail of Cereylla. A way had been found to ban the evil interference, an ancient weapon deep within the Capital Mountain, left behind by the titans. 4 Crystals had to be found, one of each element, touchable only by those strong of it, hidden in its nemesis.
Voran accompanied Gothan and Ka'Oron - one a heavy warrior and the other a mighty water mage- to (Tasnica?). Many filled the Council room of the Capitals Castle, and men were selected to head for the four corners of the Continent - Faranzaar, the big desert, country of fire. Shamanzaar, the big mountains, country of earth. Illuenzaar, the vast planes, country of water. Osankanzaar, the desolate whiteness, country of air. (:insiders?).
Voran so was sent to Faranzaar, from its Capital towards the western shore where the temple would lie accross. Ghosts of the Desert, heat of the sun, survived unto the fort - carved into the foot of a mountain, surounding it round about - of the summoner of Til'Ya'Zul - in midst there was the Crystal to be found.
03
Well, there I stopped writing, somehow, back then. The built a bridge to sneak over, went in, got the Crystal, had to fight the demon, the demon exploded, Voran escapes while the dungeon explodes (action runnout), gets shot out like a cannon, finds himself surrounded by Halflings, a Templer comes to his help. Somehow a battle takes place on the go to Tasnica, Goradoss trying to head for Faranzaar, an old friend of Voran who travelled Shamanzaar to become a Templer helped out, the last one that arrived at Tasnica came from Osankanzaar (a hot lady), and boom, part "one" over.
Far far away there exists a World, Cereylla, which was ages and ages old on which there dwelled the Tribe of Cereyllans. From Cities, having been built and left behind by the Titans, they began to raise up against the Beasts surrounding these fortresses. Time and times passed by during which the Cereyllans developed incredible techniques of Mana and Chi. Huge Libraries gathered their knowledge, and finally Magicians came up with the invention of the Net-Bowl: Television, Mobile Phone and Internet in one. Boom Boxes, Mics, Fuel, a civilization of High Technology. But one time it came to pass that the 10 Demon Firsts were released by the Archangel of Evil, and darkness spread accross the Lands, Wide Floors, Hills, Mountains and everything accross the Continental Plate of Cereylla. And the prime of the First throned at the Kings Castle as Slavery was brought upon the Cereyllans, Elves, Neese and all the other tribes along.
At a time that the two Guardians at the Great Mountains of Cereylla had been vanished, a Hero rose and got begifted with Great Power. The Demons got banned to the Underworld and Cereylla once again began to flourish. But evil mighthungry people summoned upon them, and gave them sacrifices to act from the Underworld. Soon those became prisoners that have been led captive, readied for the Demon Soldiers to be used. And here's where the Tale begins, at the far western end of Cereylla, in a town ruled by Goradoss, the summoner of Zul'Gah'Ahn, the prime of the Demon Firsts.
- what ya say?
It was nightfall and the Army hidden beyond the hills beyond the reach of the watchmens sight. Lined up the prisoners were in front of the Troops, and Goradoss rode on his horse accross the lined up men giving them the Cut of Doom. Demons incarnated, Halflings born to fulfill the will of their leader.
Rushed was the town of wheat and cattle, the town at the morning sun. With speed beyond thunder they approached the town, surpassing its shield with a tiny loss, bashing the gates open with theyr fire, and running straight into the Arms of the Kings Soldiers that were willing to win. And as it seemed they did, but then, the Demon First himself came and took its loan - Goradoss' brother. The First dwelled with Destruction, sucking out the lives of many. Overthrown the Army was, but a Light began to shine, blue, and rain began to drow, turning that what it touched back in its development of time.
Thundery Strokes appeared scarring the willows and walls as the Demon disappeared, and finally a man dressed in white appeared with his sword struck into the Demons Belly. Rushing towards Goradoss he took out a Medal and pressed it on the tyrants cheek. Confusion was around, and so the man was Gone.
02
Then it was time to celebrate, eating the left and gnashing the right eye of the fallen companions to honour them by nailing their heads then to their houses - filling the outer walls with the Victims. Yet yelled out loud the one who had never yelled before - Goradoss. Water pulsated through his veins and bursted forth from his cheecks as the Scar shined with Light. This took the attention of men, and so the son who was just about to pay the last honour to its uncle found a chance to escape - Voran, the Decendant of Goradoss.
...to be continued. Someone displeased by me putting this down online? Hope You enjoy it.
Navras
Voran so ran with his power and heart to the northern east, far, far away from his terrible home. Some force aided him, taking him to the bounds of the country, to a road the Nomads passed by frequently. So Voran rested, climbing up a Tree, and as the Nomads approached, boom boxing their way through the forrest, he fell, got injured and picked up by Gothan who took him with to his town where Voran grew older til the King sent for man to serve the hail of Cereylla. A way had been found to ban the evil interference, an ancient weapon deep within the Capital Mountain, left behind by the titans. 4 Crystals had to be found, one of each element, touchable only by those strong of it, hidden in its nemesis.
Voran accompanied Gothan and Ka'Oron - one a heavy warrior and the other a mighty water mage- to (Tasnica?). Many filled the Council room of the Capitals Castle, and men were selected to head for the four corners of the Continent - Faranzaar, the big desert, country of fire. Shamanzaar, the big mountains, country of earth. Illuenzaar, the vast planes, country of water. Osankanzaar, the desolate whiteness, country of air. (:insiders?).
Voran so was sent to Faranzaar, from its Capital towards the western shore where the temple would lie accross. Ghosts of the Desert, heat of the sun, survived unto the fort - carved into the foot of a mountain, surounding it round about - of the summoner of Til'Ya'Zul - in midst there was the Crystal to be found.
03
Well, there I stopped writing, somehow, back then. The built a bridge to sneak over, went in, got the Crystal, had to fight the demon, the demon exploded, Voran escapes while the dungeon explodes (action runnout), gets shot out like a cannon, finds himself surrounded by Halflings, a Templer comes to his help. Somehow a battle takes place on the go to Tasnica, Goradoss trying to head for Faranzaar, an old friend of Voran who travelled Shamanzaar to become a Templer helped out, the last one that arrived at Tasnica came from Osankanzaar (a hot lady), and boom, part "one" over.