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| Battle of Patientia | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Apr 5 2009, 06:51 PM (68 Views) | |
| Grant | Apr 5 2009, 06:51 PM Post #1 |
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I am your Almighty Leader. Fear Me.
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Idk. Some more random backstory. As we arrived on Patientia, I could feel the lost souls surround us. I was top of my class, but that didn’t matter on the battlefield. 3 planets under our control, 3 under theirs. Patientia, or Ira in chaos tongue, was the current battlefield. War raged on it day and night. My task was simple. Keep these lost souls occupied while another team sabotaged the enemies’ energy supply. Simple. There are 3 types of data. What humans call matter, what humans call energy, and what humans call antimatter. We call it Chaos Matter, for it is what the forces of darkness are made of. Our wars must be conducted with energy or we will destroy one another. In our worlds antimatter spreads like a virus. In their worlds it is the same for matter. On worlds in which there is a major war the data is somewhere in between, so both sides are damaged by it. I was an old-fashioned Leader. I didn’t replace my fallen team members with new admins from Lustitia. So my team had only three members. Me, the Leader, a Shield and a Pupil. I shot bolts of energy at the lost souls that had turned to the chaos side. We were winning when suddenly the air changed. I was taught to follow the strict path of Humility, lest my Pride get the better of my and I turn into a dark being. New admins these days weren’t taught that way, but the evidence was right in front of my eyes. A Rager, whether an Armor turned dark or a lost soul favored by their lord, charged towards us. His bloodshot eyes and heavy armor were covered in blood. He was far down the path of Wrath. My shielder put up a shield of energy in front of us to stop him, but he threw his massive sword and it passed right through the shield, killing my best means of defense. I looked at my watch. 1 more minute. Life or death, I had to keep them busy. I dodged the deadly fists swinging at me and screamed for the Pupil to cut the Rager down. But my Pupil wasn’t in any condition to do that. In horror I saw that my Shielder hadn’t been killed. He had become a Feeder. I saw him slowly suck my Pupil’s soul our of his body. 15 seconds. I threw a flare into the Rager’s face and everything went white. 3 seconds. Suddenly I felt something creeping up my legs. I looked down to see a tendril of antimatter creeping up my leg. I screamed as my body was torn apart and put back together. My watch beeped, but I didn’t react. Everything was being torn apart and put back together. I went over my lessons of Humility in my head over and over, until suddenly I realized. I was the best. I didn’t need Humility. I was the most powerful of the team, I had survived the longest. I stood up and burnt the symbol of Humility on my arm. Over it I placed a simple symbol. To most it would look like a random assortment of squiggles, but I knew it said: Servant of Pride. |
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