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Originally posted by Zurkiba
I have a question? How did EVERYONE (But Maybe Kamuii and Aftershock) survive the 2k1 invasion? You hate my story but you people NEVER die.
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lol its the truth. Yours did have some sense to it, considering you left. Atleast Aftershock and Zander arnt as thick-headed as some people. You died. You can't fall off a cliff. you don't magical survive it, and find out you have a son. (When you never had a wife).
Is it honestly that hard to think of a new character?
-_-'; Your all nice, but jeez. You try to bash Zurk, yet his story seemed to be the most tuned to the real world.
*Sigh* I'll post mine.
Axel Warhare, being spit out from Dustari ( Treson my ass :o ) , soon ventured up north and wandered into the caves, bent on mastering his powers to their fullest. Eventually, he overheard a meeting of a Samurai and a Pirate. How such two different cultures could stand each other poked into his mind. He soon found out on a attack on Dustari. Images of his friends and family dying haunted his mind, when finally, he got dragged back into the cave, not on will, for Axel had now become a puppet in his practices. Finally, he grew with power unbelievable. He knew he could go save Dustari. He knew he would get honored. rushing out of the cave, he looked down the mountian to the glorious Dustari. It was too late. Samurais weilding rods of great strength and Pirates with daggers in their shoes, rushed towards the castle. A black viod filled Axel's eyes. Once again those he loved and knew invaded his mind. It was the last straw. He could no longer take the pressure, and lost it. In a insane laughter, he looked down once again. Now filled with hatred, he laughed at the blow at Dustari. He watched as the castle walls were trampled. He left the now hell hole, and got invited to a Partry at the known Pirate cavern. Glass after glass, his troubles seemed to have left him. Ready to leave, he grabbed his robe and almost walked out the door. He glanced to his left to see two young Samurai speaking of new lands, and how Dustarians had left for it months earlier. Peering over one of the boys, he saw a map. Luck soon took his side as a distraction took place on the other side of the bar. Taking the map, he ran and stole a boat.
He was on his way to the new world.