Defending the Island, Round 1.It began as an average day, and I, UltaFlame, Protector and Punisher of the Izzy Island, also known as the Functioner of the D.R.A.G.O.N.S, the hive-mind Dragon-utilizing Island defense system, was bored. I was a master of, obviously, the manipulation and control of fire. Few could match me, and my knowledge of ancient languages made me one of a kind in a fight, able to manipulate things on a much grander scale, should my chant be allowed to continue unstopped for long enough. But enough on me.Defending the Island, Round 1.
That was one of the many days I had to personally defend the island. The Dragons of the D.R.A.G.O.N.S had let slip, or someone had manage
Elzein and ZelosPre-war 1. The world is at war. Nobody knows when it begam. Or against who the nations are fighting. All places are slowly being destroyed. At the beginning of this war, we start our story. Begin War 1 Our character is a lonely man. He is so because he chose to vanish from the world. He is no soldier. He has no name. Let us call him Zelos Kal Jorandus, sounds like a healthy name for a healthy man. He has a child. Long gone from him, but he has one. Zelos, as we will refer to him from nElzein and Zelos
The Two.This was a day in a battle. A battle between forces far too powerful for any fictional story. They are above gods. Anything you’ve seen, or heard of that was called a god, these two were above it. One had a lifespan reaching farther than the universe itself had existed. The other had been around for a shorter period than most humans lived. They battled for destiny. The girl, the child, oh, her! She was a mystery. Born of original matter in a land of shattered fragments, she matched the eternities' aged being parry for parry, attempted blow for attempted blow.The Two.
Neither gave an opening to the other. First blood meant death. Bot
Days: number 1.Day 1.Days: number 1.
I don’t know why I put it as Day 1. Every day is Day 1. Reality dies, and Reality recreates itself, upon every midnight. Nobody remains the same from one day to the next. Nobody knows this, as the past for today is different than the past for tomorrow. After today, I won’t know this. Trying to change this cycle is impossible, for you have a small window of 24 hours to find a way to stop reality’s death at the end of the day.
I’m not going to waste your time telling you everything – nobody will remember this come tomorrow. Today I am depressed. Today I am Male. I do not know what I was
Too long, too long.
Tired
You gave me the energy for my creation.
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Welcome to the memory of a time long past, the message of an eternity forgotten, and a universe's story told for the very first time.
Welcome, to the beginning of the end.
Writing still isn't art in my honest opinion. Just lettin ya know.
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IMMA FIREN a mediocre employee.
The walls have ears, but I don't see them.
Dogfish march!
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Welcome to the memory of a time long past, the message of an eternity forgotten, and a universe's story told for the very first time.
Welcome, to the beginning of the end.
Writing still isn't art in my honest opinion. Just lettin ya know.
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IMMA FIREN a mediocre employee.
The walls have ears, but I don't see them.
Dogfish march!
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Welcome to the memory of a time long past, the message of an eternity forgotten, and a universe's story told for the very first time.
Welcome, to the beginning of the end.
Writing still isn't art in my honest opinion. Just lettin ya know.
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I don't talk much but look at Einstein he didn't talk till he was 4! And look at him now... he's dead, but that's beside the point.
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Welcome to the memory of a time long past, the message of an eternity forgotten, and a universe's story told for the very first time.
Welcome, to the beginning of the end.
Writing still isn't art in my honest opinion. Just lettin ya know.
Haithar!
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"I'm getting shot to death. Period." ~ SolStone
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Welcome to the memory of a time long past, the message of an eternity forgotten, and a universe's story told for the very first time.
Welcome, to the beginning of the end.
Writing still isn't art in my honest opinion. Just lettin ya know.
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