From that day of the fall of Akron to the present day of the rise, he still lay there in the dark dimension, waiting, and demolishing all that was left of the remnants of what was once the original look of what was of a great military now to shambles and now dust. He has grown powerful over the years, his strength coming from a immortal hate, undying loyalty, and the faith of his services being needed once more, today is the day, today is the return of the deaded knight Arkanos.
Arkanos was walking the wide plain of black earth, with each footfall creating dust from the old shell of the world, heading toward whatever came toward him to fight and then be slain. And then came a dark portal that appeared behind him, but he gave no heed to it as 10 heavily armoured corrupted soldiers came marching out into a line formation with a red and black robed figure with a mask came behind them.
"Arkanos, the knight of dread" The figure spoke with a throaty voice "After an innumerable amount of time since our lord has fallen, he has returned and has begun a new war against the entire world once more. Times have changed and our enemies have new technology, new arts of magic, and now everyone is seperated into individual factions. This is a golden oppurtunity for our rule to flourish"
"Is that all you wanted to say?" Arkanos questioned
"No, these soldiers are to see how strong you have become"
"Is that all? These soldiers are dead men" All the soldiers brought up their giant black swords as Arkanos brought up his own blade. This one that was not his, but one found in a castle that was imbued with some ancient power that another remnant of the old world. The blade itself was black and greyed with an ominous white light, the hilt imbued with an unknown red jewel and the craftsmanship for a legend. With one swing he completely obliterated all the soldiers leaving nothing, but merely just their armor as the sword absorbed their being and then the sword stopped glowing.
"Interesting, it seems the great knight has gotten his hands on a powerful artifact. Now come into the world that you have left long ago" The robed figure beckoned him to come, which he did and went into the dark portal to appear...
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