BlackScythe
New Arrival
Yeah, I'm here. I am a video game nerd, (have an Xbox 360 Elite, Wii, DS lite, PS2, GBASP, and a sleek laptop), I have my own forum...MoonLit Gaming...click link to go there. I am the author of two RPG stories (soon to be awesome RPGs, mind you). If you wanna read the first one, The Warrior Inside.... Its pretty self explanatory, to read the stories. The last post made in section is what you click on, then read the story! PM me if you have a review or any suggestions. The second one is called Locked Key: Fenix's Fate. It is still under construction, to be released later on in 2009. (This one is scheduled to be WAY better, by the way.) For a sneak peek of it, click the spoiler!
So, yeah, that's pretty much me! I like this place! I hope to be active!
Locked Key: Frozen in Shadow
Silence, absolute silence. The eeriness of the planet’s vacancy was very anxious, as if something were to happen in a moment. Nothing. Suddenly, a giant fire eruption occurred in the distance, then another. Exactly opposite of the other one, then, two more appeared, making a square. Then, right in the middle, a glowing red light appeared. It got brighter, destroying leagues and leagues of land, finally, it dimmed, and when it dimmed, the object creating the light was gone.
Where was supposed to be nothing but vaporized matter, there was a dark figure. His face was a platinum mask, pure black, it had no nose, ears, or mouth, but where his eyes should be, were eye slits, glowing red, but that wasn’t because of the heat; these would stay glowing as long as he lived. The rest of his body was also platinum armor, gleaming hot. On his right arm, from where his elbow started, was molten blade, still red, but anyone would have known right away, this blade was going to be death-black when cooled. In the middle of his chest, there was an empty socket. He dashed off into the vastness of space, unseen, unnoticed, alone.
That exact time, on the other side of the galaxy, another four columns of flame appeared on the Saharan desert plains, on Earth at night. But here, the light was bluish-white, not giving off a sense of evil, but unseen hope. When the light had dimmed, it had not destroyed any of the desert, but reborn it.
A sense of calm came with the cool wind from the sand dunes, and where the light was coming from, there was another dark figure, but this time, his eye slits glowed blue-white, not evil, hopeful.
These two warriors have been born: Shadow and Fenix. Fenix created to hold the fate of the universe. Shadow, to destroy it.
They had been created by powerful sorcerers; one evil, and one righteous. They each had made a warrior to their ultimate power. The sorcerers were about the same, in magic level, so their creations reflected their own strength, times ten in force.
All in all, Shadow and Fenix weren’t going to destroy each other that easily. Their fights might last a century, a millennium, or an eon, but in the end, one will win. Once this fight ended, if Fenix won, it will bring peace. No more bad influences will come, no droughts, no floods, no hurricanes, no pain, no hurt, no war. All will be well.
If Shadow won, the world will be far worse than ever, there will be blood, war, chaos, doom, pain, madness, and hell will be everywhere.
Wherever, whenever this war ended, it will be completely pleasant, or complete damnation for every corner of the universe. Let us come back to the present era. These warriors have been forged in FireSleet, and each has been built to first find their one power source, one both of their creators knew would unleash unseen power into the universe. The two stones that will unleash Fenix and Shadow’s full talent and wrath, the only two stones made and destroyed for their sheer potential of power: The GalxayDiamonds forged in DarkMine. This, is why there is a socket in each of their chests. Fenix dashed off to find his power source, and this, is his tale.
Silence, absolute silence. The eeriness of the planet’s vacancy was very anxious, as if something were to happen in a moment. Nothing. Suddenly, a giant fire eruption occurred in the distance, then another. Exactly opposite of the other one, then, two more appeared, making a square. Then, right in the middle, a glowing red light appeared. It got brighter, destroying leagues and leagues of land, finally, it dimmed, and when it dimmed, the object creating the light was gone.
Where was supposed to be nothing but vaporized matter, there was a dark figure. His face was a platinum mask, pure black, it had no nose, ears, or mouth, but where his eyes should be, were eye slits, glowing red, but that wasn’t because of the heat; these would stay glowing as long as he lived. The rest of his body was also platinum armor, gleaming hot. On his right arm, from where his elbow started, was molten blade, still red, but anyone would have known right away, this blade was going to be death-black when cooled. In the middle of his chest, there was an empty socket. He dashed off into the vastness of space, unseen, unnoticed, alone.
That exact time, on the other side of the galaxy, another four columns of flame appeared on the Saharan desert plains, on Earth at night. But here, the light was bluish-white, not giving off a sense of evil, but unseen hope. When the light had dimmed, it had not destroyed any of the desert, but reborn it.
A sense of calm came with the cool wind from the sand dunes, and where the light was coming from, there was another dark figure, but this time, his eye slits glowed blue-white, not evil, hopeful.
These two warriors have been born: Shadow and Fenix. Fenix created to hold the fate of the universe. Shadow, to destroy it.
They had been created by powerful sorcerers; one evil, and one righteous. They each had made a warrior to their ultimate power. The sorcerers were about the same, in magic level, so their creations reflected their own strength, times ten in force.
All in all, Shadow and Fenix weren’t going to destroy each other that easily. Their fights might last a century, a millennium, or an eon, but in the end, one will win. Once this fight ended, if Fenix won, it will bring peace. No more bad influences will come, no droughts, no floods, no hurricanes, no pain, no hurt, no war. All will be well.
If Shadow won, the world will be far worse than ever, there will be blood, war, chaos, doom, pain, madness, and hell will be everywhere.
Wherever, whenever this war ended, it will be completely pleasant, or complete damnation for every corner of the universe. Let us come back to the present era. These warriors have been forged in FireSleet, and each has been built to first find their one power source, one both of their creators knew would unleash unseen power into the universe. The two stones that will unleash Fenix and Shadow’s full talent and wrath, the only two stones made and destroyed for their sheer potential of power: The GalxayDiamonds forged in DarkMine. This, is why there is a socket in each of their chests. Fenix dashed off to find his power source, and this, is his tale.
So, yeah, that's pretty much me! I like this place! I hope to be active!
