Introduction
Tiamat... That's what it was called. A sentience larger than the entire galaxy inhabited by the Terran Diplomacy. For ten years since it's first arrival, it had never done anything, never moved, never spoke, and never been explored. Anything that came near it disappeared from existence entirely. Then, after ten long years it finally spoke, it's words the voice of god as it reverberated throughout the minds of the galaxy. In one year... You shall all cease to be. And unless you stop me, then so too will all of the universe.
What hope could we have against such a thing! The people of the Terranian diplomacy dispaired, for all our weapons and advancement, we were powerless before this thing. The government fell, and in it's place rose two groups. The Nox, who believed that the end was inevitable, and welcomed the purge that would be brought by Tiamat. The Archon, who had faith in the power of their souls which some how even powered they're archaic weapons, who see Tiamat as a great demon that must be purged from existence, and they stand stoic in the defense of they're homeland. Neither side has much of any hope, and they're existence and warring has only torn our societies, our utopian civilization, into shreds.
But whispers of a third group has arisen. A group dedicated to finding the six Shards of Tiamat that fell from the mighty sentience and scattered among the worlds. Rumors tell that these shards have fused with human children, granting them power beyond reality. And so the people pray. That maybe, just maybe, there is still hope. A slim glimmer of hope, but hope none the less. One of these children has already been found, his name is Eric Treindiad. But all who know him refer to him as "Spartan".
The time of Apocalypse has been set, and it is up to the youth to survive.
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"Do you believe me now?" The woman in the brown jacket, orange shirt, and blue jeans behind me asks.
"...I never said I didn't. The world is going through hell, people rioting in the streets, government is gone, left as soon as it could. And a comet the size of the sun is on a direct course for our planet... All in all it's the end of the world." I turned to face her "But I still don't see why your here, asking me to help. I'm not your hero, not by a long shot." I turn and walk to my door, the pack on my shoulders. What else was there to say, I had made my decision years ago, and while back then I would have gladly changed to become the hero for these people, that was back when it mattered. Too long too late, and I had a ship taking me from here to the Auroark that was on it's way to the new earth.
"So that's it then? Your just gonna leave? Huh, I should have known, but I thought that maybe, just maybe, your brothers would have been wrong."
I froze, my hand on the door handle, the door cracked open. Ignore her you idiot, she's no idea who she's talking about. Just trying to manipulate you.
"Maybe they were right, your not worth it. Everyone always thought you were a layabout. No good for anything, and no help to anyone. Even you never thought much of yourself, isn't that right." She continued, her back squared to the window.
I didn't get teh chance to respond, cuz even as I turned to shout at her, I spotted the rocket on it's way in, and had to dive into her to keep from getting blown to bits. My momentum carried us out of the window and to the street below, where the Nox army was taking out anyone nearby. The Nox, another group to try and take over this doomed world, calling themselves the only chance. I stood up, and dropped my pack at my feet, and said to her as she coughed at sat up.
"You... Them.. Everyone always thought i was a hopeless cause, you all thought I couldn't do a thing. I learned early on what I was good at, but it wasn't what you wanted." I couldn't help myself, I was shouting now, the anger taking over, the flames covering my arms and shoulders as they always did. "My name is Eric Trinadere! I am a soldier! I am a warrior! I! AM! SPARTAN!"
I charged, the fires burning from my eyes and arms, the runes seared into my body glowing through my clothes. I charged as the Nox soldier fired his rifle into my chest, I roared as I tore the weapon from his hand, turned it on him and pulled the trigger. People screamed and ran from me, but my mind was set on the soldiers who now saw me, several dropped to their knees to pray, and others roared and attacked me. I knew why, the nox soldiers believed in a set of deities, and I represented one they called Spartan, a god of war and combat, a hero to many of them. "Heh, you think I'm your god, your gladiator? Well then take this chance and prove yourself, fight me! Fight me! FIGHT! ME! NOW!
That's how my first day went as a member of the Champion's Circle. That woman, her name was Sarah Longsten, and she had been going around searching for people like me, people who were blessed, or cursed, with the powers of that all too present comet. That thing that now hung in our sky as a constant reminder that at the end of the year, if we were not prepared, we would all die. When it first showed up, around a hundred shards of light fell from the sky, and each one appeared in front of a human child. And those shards fused with us, we children of the end, and gave us the powers we have. This woman has been hunting us all down, just like the Archon or the Nox. But instead of trying to kill us, or imprison us to be worshipped, She wanted us to help. "You were given these powers by that comet, no matter how you might want to look at it differently. A message from that thing told us that in one year it will destroy everything we have, but it put you here. I believe it gave you those powers because you can save us from that thing, and I'll be damned if I'm not going to take the only chance we got to survive." Was her opening line, and while it worked for many of them, I only shook my head. She wanted to take a whole bunch of teenagers, with super powers, lock em together in a class and try to get them to work together to stop a comet. Good luck.
We're gonna need it.
The setting changes from The Terranian Diplomacy to Pyrimidia, The Sand Sea Planet
"Sarah! Why the hell are we on the only planet in the galaxy that can be thought of AS hell?" I shouted at the irritable woman, probably not the best idea, considering her skill with a gun.
"There's a shard here, my fathers research shows that it's in the charge of a boy named Thanatos Archeron." She said to him, walking forward across the island. Thanatos Archeron? Sounds like a punk.... Wonderful. I thought to myself as I followed her across the hard packed sand that formed the island in this sea of sands. We got on a sand skiff and were ready to head out to the ruins, and once we got there.... No idea.
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The Terranian Diplomacy ↪ Pyrimidia, The Sand Sea Planet Owner: RolePlayGateway
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