In a cataclysm known as the Nightfall, the worlds were almost completely destroyed by a harrowing surge of darkness.
In the shadows of the ensuing chaos a new group has taken shape. Led by an Aegyl named Kalos, the 11th Hour touts an esoteric knowledge of how to combat the darkness and restore the worlds. They might be the worlds’ best chance at survival; but nobody really knows enough about them to confirm or deny their claims.
On the brink of collapse, the universe holds its breath in anticipation. Of restoration? Of destruction? It is up to individuals like yourself to decide.
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Paul was exhilarated. Here he was, standing in the Olympus Coliseum. He felt the eyes of others gaze at him, as Paul strode into the arena, bearing a banner of Apollo.
"My lord Apollo, may your servant ask for guidence of his arrows, clarity of his music, and power as shining as the sun." Paul prayed quietly to himself as het set the banner near the side of the arena where he entered.
Paul knew, of course, It was very unlikely Apollo would interfer too much with his match, but the Maestro would certainly appreciate any help given. Not to mention it was customary to say a prayer like this if you were about to try and fight in honor of Apollo.
Cheers, boos, and whatever noise was eminating from the tiny audience wandered into Paul's ears. Man, I love the Coliseum. I wonder who I'll be fighting. Whoever it is, It'll be great! Paul grinned as he was anticipating the foe that was to come.
Paul meandered to the middle of the arena, and saluted the crowd, noise erupting from the small crowd of people.
"All right! Lets GO!" Paul challenged gleefully.
Adreneleine pulsing through his body, a whole hearted smile beaming across his face, the glow of dawn (Is it okay if it's dawn?) radiating in the arena. And probably best of all, you could feel the anticipation of who the opponent would be.
Steve stepped in to the sunligth. The noise from the audiance grew the closer he got to the arena. Steve tried to push the noise away from his mind, so he could Focus in the match itself.
He was now in front of his opponent. Stve offered his hand and smiled. "Hello, I'm Steve Fury. What's your name?" He said and tried to guess how strong the opponent is.
Paul took the hand, and shook hands with his oponent.
"Nice to meet you Steve. My name's Apollotin Caliburn. But please, call me Paul. Let's have a good match, okay?" The Paul responded from his competitors introduction.
And now, the two stood in the center of the coliseum, awaiting for the match to begin.
([*Chirp, Chirp*] Ahem, the two stood in the center of the coliseum, awaiting for the match to begin {Not wanting to be impatient: Just wanted to remind you we're here})
Aug 3, 2011 16:46:12 GMT -4
Last Edit: Sept 23, 2011 2:54:28 GMT -4 by kokoran714
