Drak
Cultist
Hello!
This is closed! So scram!
I have a big writing project coming up, so i have no time for this.
Bai
Line:
The Demon Sword - Hallowed King
How the Moon Lord Stole Christmas - Temmie . hOi! I aM TeM!
How i came into being - thecoolgu
How Ender (And rthe dragon!) got the cookie - Ender
This is closed! So scram!
I have a big writing project coming up, so i have no time for this.
Bai
Blaze was a simple-minded guy, living on the outskirts of the world of Terra, with his friend, Andrew.
See, unlike most people of the Terra world, we didn’t want weapons, or armour piece, or an accessory.
No, he wanted a CAPE!
He has wanted it ever since he saw one when he was 7, and it was for sale too!
But, not for long.
You see, the only person that had that such cape he wants, was a travelling merchant. And travelling merchants, well Travel!
So, Blaze never got his dear cape...
One Day
Blaze was, as usual, walking into his house, after a long day of mining stone. That was his job, to mine stone to create stone items to seel to the world. And by the world i mean Alfred, the merchant. He was the only other person that Blaze knew personally, and to be honest - Alfred was a bit of a know it all. But you cant blame him, he has to go all over the world to sell his wares, and you learn quite a bit from doing that.
As Blaze came in, Alfred saw him, and said -
"Back already? How long has it been, it’s barely seemed like an hour of you being gone!"
"No, its definitely 10.00, see" Said Andrew, showing Alfred his gold watch.
Blaze said nothing, walking past both of them and walking into his room.
He sat down on his bed, and said -
"I saw it"
"What?" Replied Alfred
"Someone. Wearing the cape."
"I’m sorry..." Said Andrew, knowing how much it meant to Blaze.
"Its ok."
They walked out of the room to leave Blaze in peace.
"But hey, I got 203 stone today!!"
"AWESOME!" yelled Alfred
Andrew beamed practically before he finished his sentence.
"Good work buddy!" He proceeded to say
"Thanks!"
! BANG BANG!
"Oh no…" Said Blaze.
! BANG!
"Not again...” Said Alfred
The Zombies were back
Gazing through the window, Blaze saw that, that, that it was a blood moon.
“It’s a blood moon!!!” Yelled Blaze.
“Whattt!?” Replied Andrew
“Ohh noo” Said Alfred
The zombies came carging in with a crash, and started to wreck havoc on the small little wooden shelter, that Blaze called home.
“No!” He yelled
Blaze ran up to one, and slashed it with a stone sword, knocking it back.
The three looked around, noticing that they weren’t only knocking down doors, but also most of the furniture that there was.
The look on Blaze’s face dropped to the ground, seeing that the house he had lived in for his entire life was now a jumbled mess.
“NO!”
Blaze charged forth, hitting the zombie many times with his crooked blade, and dealing almost nothing each time.
In fact, he was only putting himself in danger by doing this, for the other 3 zombies leaped forward, hitting and biting him easily.
Andrew, noticing the conundrum, he nocked an arrow and fired, dealing some damage to the creature, and just enough the kill it.
The zombie fell to tis knees, looked up, as if to wish its last wish’s, and then crumple to the ground, lifelessly.
“There, there is too many of them!” Whispers Alfred
“It would help if you FOUGHT THEM!” Yells Andrew, nocking yet another arrow.
With no further comments, Alfred took out some of his throwing knives, and started to throw them out to the zombies.
Zombies, being zombies, were barely affected by this, but with the combination of arrows, swords and knives, they took down yet another zombie.
But, another one took its place.
And, blaze gave up.
And dropped to his knees.
He stopped fighting.
Being in the middle of the swarm, he knew his fate.
He dropped his blade, and said not a word.
The Others just looked at him in horror, like he was crazy.
“You can’t give up!” Said Andrew
“There’s always an alternative!” Gasped Alfred as he saw what he was doing.
And as the ball of hope was dropped, it was picked right back up again!
“ELADON!” Screamed Alfred
“YESSS!” screamed Andrew
And Blaze looked up,
And smiled.
“Never lose hope!” Said Eladon, the Travelling merchant, Alfreds brother.
Eladon Nocked an arrow in his pulse bow, and fired it.
And just like that, all the zombies were gone.
“Wow.” Said Blaze
“I never knew you were THAT strong!”
“Don’t do that!” He replied
“You could of DIED if I wasn’t here!’
“But, I guess it isn’t your fault. Damn zombies.”
Eladon proceeded to clog the door with dirt.
“Yeah” Sighed Blaze, remembering about his cape that he lost.
“Hey, at least your alive.” Said Andrew, putting his hand on Blaze’s shoulder.
“True.”
“Oh, im sorry about the cape.” Said Eladon.
“BUT!”
Eladon reached for one of his pockets.
“I have ANOTHER!”
Everyone in the room gasped, and Blaze stood up.
“Can-can I have it?”
“Well” Started Eladon
“Anyone who is friends with Alfred, is friends with me.”
“And I heard, that friends, Occasionaly give gifts.”
“So, here”
And just like that, Eladon passed over his last available cape, to Blaze.
“Now where’s the money?”
See, unlike most people of the Terra world, we didn’t want weapons, or armour piece, or an accessory.
No, he wanted a CAPE!
He has wanted it ever since he saw one when he was 7, and it was for sale too!
But, not for long.
You see, the only person that had that such cape he wants, was a travelling merchant. And travelling merchants, well Travel!
So, Blaze never got his dear cape...
One Day
Blaze was, as usual, walking into his house, after a long day of mining stone. That was his job, to mine stone to create stone items to seel to the world. And by the world i mean Alfred, the merchant. He was the only other person that Blaze knew personally, and to be honest - Alfred was a bit of a know it all. But you cant blame him, he has to go all over the world to sell his wares, and you learn quite a bit from doing that.
As Blaze came in, Alfred saw him, and said -
"Back already? How long has it been, it’s barely seemed like an hour of you being gone!"
"No, its definitely 10.00, see" Said Andrew, showing Alfred his gold watch.
Blaze said nothing, walking past both of them and walking into his room.
He sat down on his bed, and said -
"I saw it"
"What?" Replied Alfred
"Someone. Wearing the cape."
"I’m sorry..." Said Andrew, knowing how much it meant to Blaze.
"Its ok."
They walked out of the room to leave Blaze in peace.
"But hey, I got 203 stone today!!"
"AWESOME!" yelled Alfred
Andrew beamed practically before he finished his sentence.
"Good work buddy!" He proceeded to say
"Thanks!"
! BANG BANG!
"Oh no…" Said Blaze.
! BANG!
"Not again...” Said Alfred
The Zombies were back
Gazing through the window, Blaze saw that, that, that it was a blood moon.
“It’s a blood moon!!!” Yelled Blaze.
“Whattt!?” Replied Andrew
“Ohh noo” Said Alfred
The zombies came carging in with a crash, and started to wreck havoc on the small little wooden shelter, that Blaze called home.
“No!” He yelled
Blaze ran up to one, and slashed it with a stone sword, knocking it back.
The three looked around, noticing that they weren’t only knocking down doors, but also most of the furniture that there was.
The look on Blaze’s face dropped to the ground, seeing that the house he had lived in for his entire life was now a jumbled mess.
“NO!”
Blaze charged forth, hitting the zombie many times with his crooked blade, and dealing almost nothing each time.
In fact, he was only putting himself in danger by doing this, for the other 3 zombies leaped forward, hitting and biting him easily.
Andrew, noticing the conundrum, he nocked an arrow and fired, dealing some damage to the creature, and just enough the kill it.
The zombie fell to tis knees, looked up, as if to wish its last wish’s, and then crumple to the ground, lifelessly.
“There, there is too many of them!” Whispers Alfred
“It would help if you FOUGHT THEM!” Yells Andrew, nocking yet another arrow.
With no further comments, Alfred took out some of his throwing knives, and started to throw them out to the zombies.
Zombies, being zombies, were barely affected by this, but with the combination of arrows, swords and knives, they took down yet another zombie.
But, another one took its place.
And, blaze gave up.
And dropped to his knees.
He stopped fighting.
Being in the middle of the swarm, he knew his fate.
He dropped his blade, and said not a word.
The Others just looked at him in horror, like he was crazy.
“You can’t give up!” Said Andrew
“There’s always an alternative!” Gasped Alfred as he saw what he was doing.
And as the ball of hope was dropped, it was picked right back up again!
“ELADON!” Screamed Alfred
“YESSS!” screamed Andrew
And Blaze looked up,
And smiled.
“Never lose hope!” Said Eladon, the Travelling merchant, Alfreds brother.
Eladon Nocked an arrow in his pulse bow, and fired it.
And just like that, all the zombies were gone.
“Wow.” Said Blaze
“I never knew you were THAT strong!”
“Don’t do that!” He replied
“You could of DIED if I wasn’t here!’
“But, I guess it isn’t your fault. Damn zombies.”
Eladon proceeded to clog the door with dirt.
“Yeah” Sighed Blaze, remembering about his cape that he lost.
“Hey, at least your alive.” Said Andrew, putting his hand on Blaze’s shoulder.
“True.”
“Oh, im sorry about the cape.” Said Eladon.
“BUT!”
Eladon reached for one of his pockets.
“I have ANOTHER!”
Everyone in the room gasped, and Blaze stood up.
“Can-can I have it?”
“Well” Started Eladon
“Anyone who is friends with Alfred, is friends with me.”
“And I heard, that friends, Occasionaly give gifts.”
“So, here”
And just like that, Eladon passed over his last available cape, to Blaze.
“Now where’s the money?”
The Story of how Hixore Took Over the World
Hixore is a world leader, leading the continent of zakish, one of the three continents in the world.
Hixore has been the leader for 13 years, and by far, the most liked one.
Hixore, unlike the other two leaders, Dave and Zernha, had a plan.
He wanted to take over the other two countries, and he had already deployed troop on the outskirts of there land.
And, this was the result –
“Alright Men!” Said Kahz, the general who was going to attack the country, overruled by Zernha.
“This is the last chance to get equipment!”
“Grab your guns, swords, and staff’s alike.”
“And go!”
The soldiers, located on the small closed sandy area, underground, started to sprout out, and charge.
After everyone was out, they knew that they were BARELY out of sight of the city, next to the miniscule desert.
After two minutes of walking, they found themselves beside the city.
“This will be easier then I thought!”
And the whole army charged in.
They ran through the streets, al two thousand of them, shooting and casting at every singe thing that moved, while people at the back fired giant launchers at the buildings, causing them to collapse upon themselves.
They did this, until the entered city central.
There where, Hundreds, of troops there. They must have been notified.
“Damn!” Yelled Kahz.
Kahz, and the other two generals, ran to the front, firing Vortex Beaters at the soldiers, who were only armed with cutlasses and megasharks, along with puny Titanium armour.
“HA!”
They fired at them, killing them easily.
And within, barely minutes at war, they were dead.
“Move out!!”
And the army proceeded, to go on, and kill everything in sight….
That was one country gone. It was, easily the one least prepared for war.
But with this attack, it made the news, informing the other country of Zakish’s intentions.
But, Hixore himself was prepared to go out, into the depths of war.
But would he succeed?
Chapter One. End.
Chapter Two.
Hixore, and the two generals gazed in horror towards the army in wait for them.
“No.”
“We can’t beat this. That is, huge.”
They were staring at 1000 soldiers with fully geared clorophyte. The ranged had stake launchers. And the wizards, with Blizzard staffs.
Not to mention tanks, helicopters, and other miscellaneous vehicles.
But he no longer had a choice.
His 400 men, equipped with similar weapons, where all here to attacks, surrounding them.
And he was there as well.
Hixore slumped his head, and then buried it in his hands for a moment, and then smiled.
“I guess that’s what I deserve.”
And then he let off the signal flare.
All Four-Hundred of them, attack from every angle.
The tanks; Mortars; and other ranged weaponry, where destroy in seconds, from the bombs we had placed.
That was a start.
Being attacked at all angles isn’t very easy to defend.
That’s what they found out that day.
The clashs of blades, it was deafening.
The clashes of war soon turned fused with screams of terror.
From what side?
Both.
Was Hixore going to win?
The battle continued, with now two giant clumps of opposing troops attacking each other.
But Hixore slowly lost faith.
There number diminishing.
There battle cries no more.
The advantage, none.
So he went in himself.
Pulling out The Ultimate Nights Edge, He started a sword fight with one of the generals.
The blades meet, and they gazed into each others eyes.
Hixore smiled.
He broke the meet, and he started to swing, more fiercely then before.
Each swing was meet with he opposing blade, but the strikes were so powerful, that each swing almost knocked the blade out of his enemies’ hands.
And then it did.
With the blade gone, he was hopeless.
Hixore jumped forward, and impaled the commander.
That was easy enough.
But did one soldier’s death make a real difference?
No.
But did 20? Yes!
Quickly, Hixore DIDN’T run forward, but merely pulled out his U.S.D.M.G*
He started to fire the barrage of bullets towards the unsuspecting enemies, only to find that they died easily, like a cat killing a mouse.
A substantial amount of soldiers turned to find Hixore using this weapon, and they did what anyone would do.
Charge.
Hixore felt overwhelmed from the shear number of soldiers that was laid before him, but even if he ran, the arrow hell would surely catch him.
This is the time where Hixore had to man up.
And he did.
Pulling out his Ultimate Nights Edge, he ran into the crowd of soldiers.
With no intent to return.
*Which stands for Ultimate Space Dolphin Machine Gun
Chapter Three.
FINAL
He ran up to the soldiers.
And soon regretted it.
He didn’t want to die!
Atleast, not now!
He can’t end his story now, he is the greatest Villian Hero there ever was!
But its to late now.
Stopping in mid run for about a second, he resumed his running, and whipped out his Ultimate Nights Edge, and sliced at every moving thing he saw.
How is this working? He pondered, as he still wasn’t hit once, but he killed multiple people.
Fear, is all that drew him back.
Drowning in fear, he started running back.
“Not so fast, Hixore”
There leader stood before them.
The Soldiers were quickly distracted from Hixore’s.
“Its just us now.” Replied Hixore.
“You wont be saved.”
“I wont,” Dave replied
“But neither will you.”
He smiled at his own statement.
Tempted to run away, Hixore’s knees gave out for a second.
“You will lose.” Hixore Replied.
Hixore wasn’t the type to be afraid. But facing Dave was like facing certain Death.
But worse.
“Arrghh!!” Hixore yelled, charging at his Foe.
“HA! Really?” Dave replied.
“ Y o u I d i o t”
He drew out his Masters Terrablade.
He run his fingers across it for a moment, and then blocked Hixores attack.
“I s t h a t a l l y o u g o t ? ?”
Then he drew out his Perfect Excalibur.
He went with a swing with it, and then Hxore followed with a block, while firing a projectile, which was blocked with his other Blade.
He then went with a swing with both blades at both sides, here Hixore jumped up, and went plummeting down in him, where he dived backwards.
“H e h”
He Suddenly charged at Hixore, with no mercy.
Hixore in reply, smiled.
“And IM the fool”
He dashed to the left, and sliced vertically.
The Excalibur was no longer in one piece.
Enraged, for losing one of the best weapons there was, he spun around and fired many, MANY projectiles with the Terrablade.
“Why won’t you just DIE!!”
Hixore jumped to his knees, and fired a projectile himself, knocking him of his feet.
Dave put aside this problem and continued firing Projectiles, which hit Hixore.
Tumbling backwards onto his back, Hixore was dazed.
And what he saw looming over him, was Dave
“Y o u r e a l l y t h o u g h t t h a t y o u c o u l d b e s t m e”
“f o o l I i s h”
And he brought his sword upwards, and went to stab.
Hixore, however, was not quite ready to face death just yet.
Rolling to the side, he got up, and attempted to punch him in the face.
Dave however, just grabbed his arm.
“H a!”
Although Hixore Smiled to this, and he sliced his opponents hand clean off.
“W H A T!”
“You Idiot”
He then took this opportunity to run right up to Dave and Impale him.
Coughing up blood, Dave fell down backwards. Dead.
Hixore then turned around, to see nothing.
Nothing but his soldiers, and many, MANY dead corpses.
His eyes went wide.
“Good job guys!” Hixore said slowly.
“D-d-did we just-“
“Win?”
Hixore walked forward, gazing at the bodies, confused, but delighted at the same time.
He, he won.
Hixore is a world leader, leading the continent of zakish, one of the three continents in the world.
Hixore has been the leader for 13 years, and by far, the most liked one.
Hixore, unlike the other two leaders, Dave and Zernha, had a plan.
He wanted to take over the other two countries, and he had already deployed troop on the outskirts of there land.
And, this was the result –
“Alright Men!” Said Kahz, the general who was going to attack the country, overruled by Zernha.
“This is the last chance to get equipment!”
“Grab your guns, swords, and staff’s alike.”
“And go!”
The soldiers, located on the small closed sandy area, underground, started to sprout out, and charge.
After everyone was out, they knew that they were BARELY out of sight of the city, next to the miniscule desert.
After two minutes of walking, they found themselves beside the city.
“This will be easier then I thought!”
And the whole army charged in.
They ran through the streets, al two thousand of them, shooting and casting at every singe thing that moved, while people at the back fired giant launchers at the buildings, causing them to collapse upon themselves.
They did this, until the entered city central.
There where, Hundreds, of troops there. They must have been notified.
“Damn!” Yelled Kahz.
Kahz, and the other two generals, ran to the front, firing Vortex Beaters at the soldiers, who were only armed with cutlasses and megasharks, along with puny Titanium armour.
“HA!”
They fired at them, killing them easily.
And within, barely minutes at war, they were dead.
“Move out!!”
And the army proceeded, to go on, and kill everything in sight….
That was one country gone. It was, easily the one least prepared for war.
But with this attack, it made the news, informing the other country of Zakish’s intentions.
But, Hixore himself was prepared to go out, into the depths of war.
But would he succeed?
Chapter One. End.
Chapter Two.
Hixore, and the two generals gazed in horror towards the army in wait for them.
“No.”
“We can’t beat this. That is, huge.”
They were staring at 1000 soldiers with fully geared clorophyte. The ranged had stake launchers. And the wizards, with Blizzard staffs.
Not to mention tanks, helicopters, and other miscellaneous vehicles.
But he no longer had a choice.
His 400 men, equipped with similar weapons, where all here to attacks, surrounding them.
And he was there as well.
Hixore slumped his head, and then buried it in his hands for a moment, and then smiled.
“I guess that’s what I deserve.”
And then he let off the signal flare.
All Four-Hundred of them, attack from every angle.
The tanks; Mortars; and other ranged weaponry, where destroy in seconds, from the bombs we had placed.
That was a start.
Being attacked at all angles isn’t very easy to defend.
That’s what they found out that day.
The clashs of blades, it was deafening.
The clashes of war soon turned fused with screams of terror.
From what side?
Both.
Was Hixore going to win?
The battle continued, with now two giant clumps of opposing troops attacking each other.
But Hixore slowly lost faith.
There number diminishing.
There battle cries no more.
The advantage, none.
So he went in himself.
Pulling out The Ultimate Nights Edge, He started a sword fight with one of the generals.
The blades meet, and they gazed into each others eyes.
Hixore smiled.
He broke the meet, and he started to swing, more fiercely then before.
Each swing was meet with he opposing blade, but the strikes were so powerful, that each swing almost knocked the blade out of his enemies’ hands.
And then it did.
With the blade gone, he was hopeless.
Hixore jumped forward, and impaled the commander.
That was easy enough.
But did one soldier’s death make a real difference?
No.
But did 20? Yes!
Quickly, Hixore DIDN’T run forward, but merely pulled out his U.S.D.M.G*
He started to fire the barrage of bullets towards the unsuspecting enemies, only to find that they died easily, like a cat killing a mouse.
A substantial amount of soldiers turned to find Hixore using this weapon, and they did what anyone would do.
Charge.
Hixore felt overwhelmed from the shear number of soldiers that was laid before him, but even if he ran, the arrow hell would surely catch him.
This is the time where Hixore had to man up.
And he did.
Pulling out his Ultimate Nights Edge, he ran into the crowd of soldiers.
With no intent to return.
*Which stands for Ultimate Space Dolphin Machine Gun
Chapter Three.
FINAL
He ran up to the soldiers.
And soon regretted it.
He didn’t want to die!
Atleast, not now!
He can’t end his story now, he is the greatest Villian Hero there ever was!
But its to late now.
Stopping in mid run for about a second, he resumed his running, and whipped out his Ultimate Nights Edge, and sliced at every moving thing he saw.
How is this working? He pondered, as he still wasn’t hit once, but he killed multiple people.
Fear, is all that drew him back.
Drowning in fear, he started running back.
“Not so fast, Hixore”
There leader stood before them.
The Soldiers were quickly distracted from Hixore’s.
“Its just us now.” Replied Hixore.
“You wont be saved.”
“I wont,” Dave replied
“But neither will you.”
He smiled at his own statement.
Tempted to run away, Hixore’s knees gave out for a second.
“You will lose.” Hixore Replied.
Hixore wasn’t the type to be afraid. But facing Dave was like facing certain Death.
But worse.
“Arrghh!!” Hixore yelled, charging at his Foe.
“HA! Really?” Dave replied.
“ Y o u I d i o t”
He drew out his Masters Terrablade.
He run his fingers across it for a moment, and then blocked Hixores attack.
“I s t h a t a l l y o u g o t ? ?”
Then he drew out his Perfect Excalibur.
He went with a swing with it, and then Hxore followed with a block, while firing a projectile, which was blocked with his other Blade.
He then went with a swing with both blades at both sides, here Hixore jumped up, and went plummeting down in him, where he dived backwards.
“H e h”
He Suddenly charged at Hixore, with no mercy.
Hixore in reply, smiled.
“And IM the fool”
He dashed to the left, and sliced vertically.
The Excalibur was no longer in one piece.
Enraged, for losing one of the best weapons there was, he spun around and fired many, MANY projectiles with the Terrablade.
“Why won’t you just DIE!!”
Hixore jumped to his knees, and fired a projectile himself, knocking him of his feet.
Dave put aside this problem and continued firing Projectiles, which hit Hixore.
Tumbling backwards onto his back, Hixore was dazed.
And what he saw looming over him, was Dave
“Y o u r e a l l y t h o u g h t t h a t y o u c o u l d b e s t m e”
“f o o l I i s h”
And he brought his sword upwards, and went to stab.
Hixore, however, was not quite ready to face death just yet.
Rolling to the side, he got up, and attempted to punch him in the face.
Dave however, just grabbed his arm.
“H a!”
Although Hixore Smiled to this, and he sliced his opponents hand clean off.
“W H A T!”
“You Idiot”
He then took this opportunity to run right up to Dave and Impale him.
Coughing up blood, Dave fell down backwards. Dead.
Hixore then turned around, to see nothing.
Nothing but his soldiers, and many, MANY dead corpses.
His eyes went wide.
“Good job guys!” Hixore said slowly.
“D-d-did we just-“
“Win?”
Hixore walked forward, gazing at the bodies, confused, but delighted at the same time.
He, he won.
The Demon Sword
It was Nightfall, and The Hallowed King, was gazing out his castle window.
“I need it”
_________________________________________
Lightning whipped, and the droplets started to fall.
“They said…”
“That on a night like this one…”
“Lucifer.”
* Thunder *
“Was finally defeated in battle.”
“His mighty Demon sword, dropped to the cold ground, and Lucifer…”
“Fell”
“He was the greatest Leader there ever was.”
“My father…”
A tear of Memory slipped down his face.
“He won the battle.”
“…”
“They say,”
“That his sword,”
“Is the very sword that banished the demons to hell”
“The Demon sword, they called it”
“Capable of killing Ten-thousand Demons.”
* Sigh *
“No doubt they will be after it.”
Hour’s past without movement out of The Hallowed King.
Hour’s Past without Words to fill the air.
Hour’s past, with nothing but One Man, staring out of his castle window, watching the rainfall.
“A night like this one, eh?”
“Only seems fitting.”
“Since...”
“He did, die, today.
“Seventeen years ago”
“Still seems like yesterday.”
“…”
Another tear slipped down his face.
“It has been my duty since then, to defend the Hallowed.”
“…”
“A Night Like this one.”
._____________________________________________.
With hesitation, The Hallowed King slowly strolled his way across the castle, to the armory.
After a while of searching, he laid his eyes upon a button against the wall.
The Hallowed King smiled, and then pressed it.
A door opened, and The Hallowed King walked his way inside.
It was his Private collection.
The Collection held four weapons, all of The Hallowed Kings Creation, but none up to the power of The Demon Sword.
Well, maybe One.
The Weapons where as follows:
The Wyverns tail, a VERY long flail, capable of decapitating many bodies as once.
Saseakai, A Meter and a half long Katana. It is said to be a fusion of all the elements, into a katana.
Shadow Throwing Glaive, a Glaive that can cut through almost anything.
And, the strongest of all these weapons,
Despair.
It’s a very, VERY dark purple spear, 3 meters long. It is surprisingly light, and when you wave it, it fires a barrage of lasers.
Sliding his hands across the weapons, The Hallowed King started to grab at them, putting the wyvern’s tail in his infinite pocket, Shadow Glaive on his back, Saseakai in its Scabbard, and Despair in his hands.
Now equipped with his weapons, he set forth, out of his castle, to Lucifer’s Grave.
“The One who killed Lucifer got away that day.”
“And I know what he is going to do tonight.”
“I know he wants it too.”
“That is why I need it.”
“Need it NOW!”
Chapter One - End
It was Nightfall, and The Hallowed King, was gazing out his castle window.
“I need it”
_________________________________________
Lightning whipped, and the droplets started to fall.
“They said…”
“That on a night like this one…”
“Lucifer.”
* Thunder *
“Was finally defeated in battle.”
“His mighty Demon sword, dropped to the cold ground, and Lucifer…”
“Fell”
“He was the greatest Leader there ever was.”
“My father…”
A tear of Memory slipped down his face.
“He won the battle.”
“…”
“They say,”
“That his sword,”
“Is the very sword that banished the demons to hell”
“The Demon sword, they called it”
“Capable of killing Ten-thousand Demons.”
* Sigh *
“No doubt they will be after it.”
Hour’s past without movement out of The Hallowed King.
Hour’s Past without Words to fill the air.
Hour’s past, with nothing but One Man, staring out of his castle window, watching the rainfall.
“A night like this one, eh?”
“Only seems fitting.”
“Since...”
“He did, die, today.
“Seventeen years ago”
“Still seems like yesterday.”
“…”
Another tear slipped down his face.
“It has been my duty since then, to defend the Hallowed.”
“…”
“A Night Like this one.”
._____________________________________________.
With hesitation, The Hallowed King slowly strolled his way across the castle, to the armory.
After a while of searching, he laid his eyes upon a button against the wall.
The Hallowed King smiled, and then pressed it.
A door opened, and The Hallowed King walked his way inside.
It was his Private collection.
The Collection held four weapons, all of The Hallowed Kings Creation, but none up to the power of The Demon Sword.
Well, maybe One.
The Weapons where as follows:
The Wyverns tail, a VERY long flail, capable of decapitating many bodies as once.
Saseakai, A Meter and a half long Katana. It is said to be a fusion of all the elements, into a katana.
Shadow Throwing Glaive, a Glaive that can cut through almost anything.
And, the strongest of all these weapons,
Despair.
It’s a very, VERY dark purple spear, 3 meters long. It is surprisingly light, and when you wave it, it fires a barrage of lasers.
Sliding his hands across the weapons, The Hallowed King started to grab at them, putting the wyvern’s tail in his infinite pocket, Shadow Glaive on his back, Saseakai in its Scabbard, and Despair in his hands.
Now equipped with his weapons, he set forth, out of his castle, to Lucifer’s Grave.
“The One who killed Lucifer got away that day.”
“And I know what he is going to do tonight.”
“I know he wants it too.”
“That is why I need it.”
“Need it NOW!”
Chapter One - End
Why the guide balances pie on his head.
I was walking down the path one die, waving the NPC’s. But as I came to the guide’s house, I noticed something peculiar. I don’t know what it was, I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. He was just, weird.
The first thing I noticed was his arms out.
Huh.
Then, I noticed that he wasn’t balancing. Was he, pretending, to balance?
That doesn’t make that much sense…
But then, I spotted something on his head.
Something, weird.
It was Pie.
Not fake pie, but a normal, freshly made, pie.
“Hey guide, what, what are you doing?” I called.
“What does it look like?” He said happily.
“Im balancing Pie on my head!”
“Ok…” I replied.
“Why, are you balancing pie on your head.”
Once I asked this question, he took the pie off his head, and ran inside.
“Weird…” I muttered under my breath.
And I continued walking.
The next day…
“Hi Cedric! How have you been?”
“Same old, same old” He replied.
Cedric A. Lloyd was the clothier. Although, he hasn’t made that much clothes recently.
Nevertheless, I started walking once again.
And I saw the guide again.
“Hi!”
He gave me a dark, dark look.
“Hello, Mister ask to many questions”
“Aww come on, you have to admit balancing pie on your head is a bit weird.”
“NO!” He yelled, running back inside again.
As he opened his front door, I saw a whiteboard in the backround.
Strange, I thought.
The Next day…
I saw him again.
But he was inside.
I waved at him through the window.
He saw me, and closed the curtains.
I must know what he is doing. It’s changing him.
I will found out.
Why.
The guide.
Balances Pie.
On his head.
That night…
I was ready. I just bought some Ninja clothes from Cedric, and I was about to venture into the guides house.
“Go epic music!” I whispered. This felt awesome!
I The guide always leaves his window open, so I went in through that.
I crept through his kitchen window, and through the kitchen, to the hall.
And I saw the whiteboard.
No.
It read:
Pie balancing record – 48 seconds.
Seconds to reach – 60.
Oh.
And I slowly crept out of the guide’s house.
Well, that was much less super special awesome then I expected.
But it was fun!
The Next Day…
“Hi guide!”
“I noticed you broke into my house last night.” He replied.
“Just to find out what was on my whiteboard…”
“You’re kinda messed up.” He continued.
“Oh um,”
“Sorry!”
“Its ok.”
He slowly walked inside.
“Well, that was kinda bad of me..” I thought.
And then he walked back out.
With two Pies in his hand.
“But I bet you couldn’t beat my time!!!”
And he handed me one of the pies.
I was walking down the path one die, waving the NPC’s. But as I came to the guide’s house, I noticed something peculiar. I don’t know what it was, I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. He was just, weird.
The first thing I noticed was his arms out.
Huh.
Then, I noticed that he wasn’t balancing. Was he, pretending, to balance?
That doesn’t make that much sense…
But then, I spotted something on his head.
Something, weird.
It was Pie.
Not fake pie, but a normal, freshly made, pie.
“Hey guide, what, what are you doing?” I called.
“What does it look like?” He said happily.
“Im balancing Pie on my head!”
“Ok…” I replied.
“Why, are you balancing pie on your head.”
Once I asked this question, he took the pie off his head, and ran inside.
“Weird…” I muttered under my breath.
And I continued walking.
The next day…
“Hi Cedric! How have you been?”
“Same old, same old” He replied.
Cedric A. Lloyd was the clothier. Although, he hasn’t made that much clothes recently.
Nevertheless, I started walking once again.
And I saw the guide again.
“Hi!”
He gave me a dark, dark look.
“Hello, Mister ask to many questions”
“Aww come on, you have to admit balancing pie on your head is a bit weird.”
“NO!” He yelled, running back inside again.
As he opened his front door, I saw a whiteboard in the backround.
Strange, I thought.
The Next day…
I saw him again.
But he was inside.
I waved at him through the window.
He saw me, and closed the curtains.
I must know what he is doing. It’s changing him.
I will found out.
Why.
The guide.
Balances Pie.
On his head.
That night…
I was ready. I just bought some Ninja clothes from Cedric, and I was about to venture into the guides house.
“Go epic music!” I whispered. This felt awesome!
I The guide always leaves his window open, so I went in through that.
I crept through his kitchen window, and through the kitchen, to the hall.
And I saw the whiteboard.
No.
It read:
Pie balancing record – 48 seconds.
Seconds to reach – 60.
Oh.
And I slowly crept out of the guide’s house.
Well, that was much less super special awesome then I expected.
But it was fun!
The Next Day…
“Hi guide!”
“I noticed you broke into my house last night.” He replied.
“Just to find out what was on my whiteboard…”
“You’re kinda messed up.” He continued.
“Oh um,”
“Sorry!”
“Its ok.”
He slowly walked inside.
“Well, that was kinda bad of me..” I thought.
And then he walked back out.
With two Pies in his hand.
“But I bet you couldn’t beat my time!!!”
And he handed me one of the pies.
Line:
The Demon Sword - Hallowed King
How the Moon Lord Stole Christmas - Temmie . hOi! I aM TeM!
How i came into being - thecoolgu
How Ender (And rthe dragon!) got the cookie - Ender
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