Post by metaknight on Jul 7, 2008 13:56:28 GMT -5
NOTE: this is how founding of the Meta-Knights came to be.
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Sir Meta Knight was an elite of the 401st guardian legion. He was ranked highest in every position, swordsmanship, magic, leadership, and tactics. He was admired by his comrades and feared by his enemies. All except one guardian who was jealous and obsessive of being better than Meta Knight. He was the Guardian Demonotrix, pike bearer and shield polisher of Meta's 401st.
His jealousy and rage grew and grew to a point in which he became mad and lost his mind. He had, JUST HAD to get that mask wearing fool once and for all. "HE WILL PAY WITH HIS LIFE!!!" Demonotrix declared. He cackled madly and then resided into a coughing fit. "I must get more power If i am to finally take down Meta knight. His power and intellect are unmatched, even to Sepulchure....even.to.me." Demonotrix sulkingly admitted to himself.
Demonotrix became very distant to his fellow guardians and was slowly descending down the path of a madman. He had no choice to obtain more power by pledging himself to Sepulchure's side, becoming the villain's first apprentice. Most of the Guardians became wary and suspicious of Demonotrix and where he was going every night after dinner in the grand hall, the only one who wasn't worried or even cared about the mad guardian's whereabouts was Sir Meta Knight. "Why should even think about where a lowly shield polisher is traveling every night and and day when I could be thinking up a way on how to infiltrate an Orc fortress in the quietest way possible?" Those words would soon almost become the death of him.
In truth Demonotrix was traveling every night to the cave lair of the DoomKnight Sepulchure. "Master, i need to learn more dark magiks in less time if I am to defeat that arrogant knight!" whined the anti-guardian. "In due time my apprentice, we will reveal to the world of our dark plans. In due time." said the Dark Lord. Little did the insane guardian know, was that Sepulchure had no intention of helping the pathetic madman of a warrior. No his plans were much, much more destructive and anguishing than a little revenge on a rival. He was planning to topple the entire Guardian Order, one tower at a time, and the key to pulling off this dastardly deed was to manipulate this roach of guardian.
Why, you ask? Because Demonotrix used to be an architect. The same architect that designed and built the Guardian Strongholds. The architect that designed the very heart of the Guardian Order. The same architect that was now working for the deadliest Knight on Lore.
Part 2 coming soon.
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Sir Meta Knight was an elite of the 401st guardian legion. He was ranked highest in every position, swordsmanship, magic, leadership, and tactics. He was admired by his comrades and feared by his enemies. All except one guardian who was jealous and obsessive of being better than Meta Knight. He was the Guardian Demonotrix, pike bearer and shield polisher of Meta's 401st.
His jealousy and rage grew and grew to a point in which he became mad and lost his mind. He had, JUST HAD to get that mask wearing fool once and for all. "HE WILL PAY WITH HIS LIFE!!!" Demonotrix declared. He cackled madly and then resided into a coughing fit. "I must get more power If i am to finally take down Meta knight. His power and intellect are unmatched, even to Sepulchure....even.to.me." Demonotrix sulkingly admitted to himself.
Demonotrix became very distant to his fellow guardians and was slowly descending down the path of a madman. He had no choice to obtain more power by pledging himself to Sepulchure's side, becoming the villain's first apprentice. Most of the Guardians became wary and suspicious of Demonotrix and where he was going every night after dinner in the grand hall, the only one who wasn't worried or even cared about the mad guardian's whereabouts was Sir Meta Knight. "Why should even think about where a lowly shield polisher is traveling every night and and day when I could be thinking up a way on how to infiltrate an Orc fortress in the quietest way possible?" Those words would soon almost become the death of him.
In truth Demonotrix was traveling every night to the cave lair of the DoomKnight Sepulchure. "Master, i need to learn more dark magiks in less time if I am to defeat that arrogant knight!" whined the anti-guardian. "In due time my apprentice, we will reveal to the world of our dark plans. In due time." said the Dark Lord. Little did the insane guardian know, was that Sepulchure had no intention of helping the pathetic madman of a warrior. No his plans were much, much more destructive and anguishing than a little revenge on a rival. He was planning to topple the entire Guardian Order, one tower at a time, and the key to pulling off this dastardly deed was to manipulate this roach of guardian.
Why, you ask? Because Demonotrix used to be an architect. The same architect that designed and built the Guardian Strongholds. The architect that designed the very heart of the Guardian Order. The same architect that was now working for the deadliest Knight on Lore.
Part 2 coming soon.