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| | Subject: False Messiah (original fic) Sat Jul 04, 2009 11:37 am | |
| Okay so i've had this idea for months now, wrote it not so long ago too, and i want it to be an RPG game, or better yet a final fantasy game. but anyway, enough yapping an more posting XD - Spoiler:
False Messiah
Prologue
This was the unwritten history of how the world ended
The great elders spoke of the end, end of all creation and all human kind. Humans don’t look forward to it, nor believe it, for the end was just like any other day, but unlike those days, everything just stops.
No sound was heard, no movements were seen, everything was just... dead, thus happened the destruction of all the living.
But the high Genevan Meisters made sure that life would still exist, and so the Messiah 12-12-12 was produced.
A project that was top secret and was founded by lives of millions that had perished that day.
They were sent out to re-create worlds before the great destruction; result of this project was neither fail nor success.
They did recreate the world, so happened the greatest man made creation that no one ever realized was a machine called Earth.
Humans tried re-creating humans as well, but unlike them, these humans were mortal, they were failed experiments that had to suffer the fate of destruction in a short period time.
Messiah 12-12-12 was a failed project for the world always end up stopping like Geneva, where in everything freezes over, so they fix it and fix it and fix it, but eventually, earth still suffers the same fate.
Came a time that they were able to come up with a solution for the problem, the Animo Eterno, the greatest power source ever known to exist was a girl named Lian who has been frozen by the Gods for centuries time for reasons unknown.
Resurrected to give power to the machine called earth, she was just a child in the center of the world and they called her the core.
Geneva and life was recreated, everyone had planted memories, recalling everything about Geneva, but not that day that it all stopped.
As if nothing ended life moved on, but everything was different, everyone knew of project messiah and worshiped them, every one wanted to be saved, knowing the end is near, but what they don’t know is that…
It did end…
Everything was just false salvation for false memories and false existence.
Messiah 12-12-12 left earth without a trace, but they made a promise of salvation that may never come.
With arguments that never ended the world was split into 7 kingdoms, Leonart, Lubelia, Carmel, Aida, Bevel, Lunalil and Barabia, the seven kingdoms known to men as continents, all named after the great leaders that was entrusted by Messiah to lead, but in centuries that came they all perished and only their names were left to be remembered.
Carmel grew to be the largest and the most powerful kingdom there is.
Its ruler King Draco Carmel II was given 3 Miesters to look over him, believed to be the most powerful man, he was a mere pawn for the one meister great scheme.
One Meister was above all of them, the most powerful man on Geneva was a man who created the Empire, and his name is Creed De Paulette.
The Empire stands in Celis the biggest country in Carmel, surrounded by sandy desserts and vast wastelands, but the city its self in an oasis from paradise.
The Empire is in a city called Rior, a fortress precisely on the center of the earth, surrounded by the Carmelian Deserts with crystal walls higher than the skies, reaching out into the horizons, into space, over it and beyond.
No one was allowed to enter, only The Empire’s men, and Celican Nobles were granted direct access through the gates.
People tend to ask why that was so, why they weren’t allowed to enter, and why the empire were so strict about it
So Celican Rebels were formed to rise against the empire, but they were over powered and were executed.
It was not a war, it was a massacre, millions of innocent Celicans were killed with just accusations of associating with the rebels, and so they feared The Empire, the most powerful force there is, and the man who rules them all is Creed De Paulette.
Anyone who opposes just vanishes and no one dare speak of it, everyone who attempted to break in never returns, id ever they do, they are just mindless Zombies lurking around the dark city.
This wasn’t Messiah 12-12-12 wanted for the humans, power hungry and salvation fanatics.
This mankind’s future…
A mystery…
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| | | | Lavi_Kanda
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| | Subject: Re: False Messiah (original fic) Sat Jul 04, 2009 11:43 am | |
| I read the whole thing. I think it rocks Ruru. | |
| | | | envious
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| | Subject: Re: False Messiah (original fic) Sat Jul 04, 2009 11:53 am | |
| meh really?
doesnt it give out to much of the story already? | |
| | | | envious
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| | Subject: Re: False Messiah (original fic) Sat Mar 06, 2010 1:04 pm | |
| OKAY, just a little note here, this is the story of my manga, i know some of you read it already, its called false messiah, i'm just writing it up chronologically, or dunno, might change my mind, either way, I'm writing it cause i cant find time to draw anything anymore. So yeah, hope you like it, i Will update this regularly.
Messiah Chronicles
Chapter 1 - The cursed child
In a small house somewhere in the Highland forests, lives a small family composed of 3. A mother, a father, and a little boy who’s there son, his name, Phixie Philmore N. Elliot, they call him Fix for short.
Believed to be cursed, Fix was an outcast, for normal kids don’t usually have silver hair, from every place they lived in, they were always set aside if not forced to leave, and so they live where they are now.
The family of 3 soon narrowed down to two when his parents broke up, living him with just a long hug and a kiss on the forehead, his mother left him and was never heard from since then.
Despite having no friends, he considered him self lucky just being alive, he grew up to be a humble caring character.
But in the end, he was left alone, his father, like his mother, abandoned him at the age of 12.
That was when he met his father’s uncle jack Nicholas, a man who’s believed to be a criminal given the brand of the pirate king. Ever since the day that he met Jack, Fix’s purpose in life changed.
Earlier the day he met Jack
Doing laundry on the near by pond, Fix was curious as to why he looked different from all the children playing around the pond that day. It’s not like it was ever explained to him in detail, but it bothers him more is why he somewhat knows the answer though he was never told.
“It should be because I’m a demons child.” He laughs, using his own misery to his amusement.
Making other conclusions inside his head , a ball went flying to his head hitting him. He did not budge but the kids playing just stared at him as if scared of what he may do to them.
“Hey, aren’t you going to get you’re ball back?” He said with a smile.
“Yes, thank you Fix, why don’t you come play with us?”
“Really? I wouldn’t want to impose.”
“No please, join us, were lacking another player.”
The reaction he imagined from his head didn’t quite connect with what happened in reality, the kids all ran off leaving him with the ball.
Sighing from exhaustion, he almost feels like giving up on the world.
“Why cant they… just accept me? Am I that… hard to accept…
Everyone…
Even my parents…
They all…
Abhor my existence.
They all leave me… I wonder what I ever did… for them to hate me this much… all because I have silver hair and weird gazing red eyes…”
Thinking to him self, he let out another sigh and dropped the ball to the pond, allowing the current to take it.
“I don’t even like playing catch… or whatever it is they play, but maybe I would like it, if someone actually asks me.”
Picking up the basin he made his way back home to the nothing that has always been.
But nearing the house, he noticed an unfamiliar figure waiting by the porch. it was a huge built man standing 6’6 feet tall, he had a long beard and was wearing a huge grin noticing that someone finally arrived.
“Oiaaa, you must be Fix.” The man said. “I’m not sure if you know me, but I met you when you were still very little, I’m you’re fathers uncle, you can call me Jack.”
Not sure how to react Fix just kept staring at him wondering what this man named Jack wanted from him.
“Fathers… Uncle?” | |
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