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Roggotti
The Roggotti was once a greatful culture of well being and peace. But when the elder passed a new Roggotti warrior named Tiefu had taken the elder's place. Tiefu was a selfish demonic figure who would do anything for amusement. He found a way to get that amusement too. By forcing younge children into the wilderness to fight.
Yes this was cruel and awful. But Tiefu didn't care. Any who would tell him that this was torture for their families, he'd send to be murdered.
The homicidal freak didn't care much about anything but power. Nothing... but power... Long after his fifteenth year of ruling the Roggotti he started an army. He controlled the younge children who once faught for their lives and made them fend for his safety. The army was brain dead yet still killing machines. Some of them have been through enough that they can't even sleep anymore.
When Tiefu hit his elderly years he was always sick. Not even the most effective medicine could help. After a year of lying in bed sick and still trying to tear our souls to pieces he passed. His daughter was next in line for the leadership of the Roggotti. Who knew a younge girl could be so much like Tiefu. She was ten times more destructive and a hundred times more homicidal then her father. She sent fleets out to kill villages and destroy kingdoms. After she died the Roggotti was once more free from the evil that once lead our culture. The Roggotti disbanded the culture for many years as each one died off they were no more.
Thousands of years after the Roggotti was reformed into the horrors it once was. This time ruled by a old grump. His name was Roven Mines. The idiot had no idea what the Roggotti was about nor who they were. He saw the name in an old book and formed a new culture of terror and destruction. How ever the old man didn't want the people to know the culture was back in demand so he hid the children he kidnapped in a cave and caged them.
Soon the children were transformed into the damned creatures Tiefu once made. The old man didn't realize what he was doing. The children turned on him and teared him limb from limb. The only sane one flead the cave and wondered into a near by village. He told the village to get ready for war as there was a horde of mindless killing machines headed towerds them. The Gate keeper stared at the kid looking at him from head to toe. He asked him why he was so bloody and beat up. The kid told him to get ready and ran off. hours later the horde tore down the village leaving no survivors. After a year of destruction the horde was killed. The only remaining Roggotti member there was, was the soul survivor of that nightmare. Alast the culture died once more. But the only survivor was soon corrupted as he tried to erase the memories of that cave.
My father was that poor being. A good man he was. But has been forever corrupted. Mother put him down to put him out of his nightmare.
I didn't cry at all as I knew this day would come. I know more of the Roggotti then the Roggotti its self. I formed the last of the culture, and I will make this a cleansed curse. No more will the evil command the culture. No more shal the scared be hidden in shadows. I am Mohingan. I am the last Elder. And I shal not be pulled from my throne!
~Mohingan Li Fou
The Roggotti was once a greatful culture of well being and peace. But when the elder passed a new Roggotti warrior named Tiefu had taken the elder's place. Tiefu was a selfish demonic figure who would do anything for amusement. He found a way to get that amusement too. By forcing younge children into the wilderness to fight.
Yes this was cruel and awful. But Tiefu didn't care. Any who would tell him that this was torture for their families, he'd send to be murdered.
The homicidal freak didn't care much about anything but power. Nothing... but power... Long after his fifteenth year of ruling the Roggotti he started an army. He controlled the younge children who once faught for their lives and made them fend for his safety. The army was brain dead yet still killing machines. Some of them have been through enough that they can't even sleep anymore.
When Tiefu hit his elderly years he was always sick. Not even the most effective medicine could help. After a year of lying in bed sick and still trying to tear our souls to pieces he passed. His daughter was next in line for the leadership of the Roggotti. Who knew a younge girl could be so much like Tiefu. She was ten times more destructive and a hundred times more homicidal then her father. She sent fleets out to kill villages and destroy kingdoms. After she died the Roggotti was once more free from the evil that once lead our culture. The Roggotti disbanded the culture for many years as each one died off they were no more.
Thousands of years after the Roggotti was reformed into the horrors it once was. This time ruled by a old grump. His name was Roven Mines. The idiot had no idea what the Roggotti was about nor who they were. He saw the name in an old book and formed a new culture of terror and destruction. How ever the old man didn't want the people to know the culture was back in demand so he hid the children he kidnapped in a cave and caged them.
Soon the children were transformed into the damned creatures Tiefu once made. The old man didn't realize what he was doing. The children turned on him and teared him limb from limb. The only sane one flead the cave and wondered into a near by village. He told the village to get ready for war as there was a horde of mindless killing machines headed towerds them. The Gate keeper stared at the kid looking at him from head to toe. He asked him why he was so bloody and beat up. The kid told him to get ready and ran off. hours later the horde tore down the village leaving no survivors. After a year of destruction the horde was killed. The only remaining Roggotti member there was, was the soul survivor of that nightmare. Alast the culture died once more. But the only survivor was soon corrupted as he tried to erase the memories of that cave.
My father was that poor being. A good man he was. But has been forever corrupted. Mother put him down to put him out of his nightmare.
I didn't cry at all as I knew this day would come. I know more of the Roggotti then the Roggotti its self. I formed the last of the culture, and I will make this a cleansed curse. No more will the evil command the culture. No more shal the scared be hidden in shadows. I am Mohingan. I am the last Elder. And I shal not be pulled from my throne!
~Mohingan Li Fou
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