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Authors Note,
I wrote this following story about my MC charactar, Diamond_Shadow_. If you haven't read the quick story before this, then don't read this. This is the first story:
http://www.planetminecraft.com/blog/the-tale-of-diamond_shadow_/
If you enjoy this story Give it a Diamond If you loved it give it a Favortie And if you want to see more of my MC stuff, then Subscribe!
So without further ado...
The Cronicals of Diamond_Shadow_.
A new life.
Prolouge,
Necromancy, the darkest art of magic. It is a cruel art of useing Dark magic to enslave souls, put them in dead bodies and commanding them to do your will. Necromancers will get souls by A) Killing someone then turning them into a skeleton or zombie, then putting their soul back in the body, B) Going into the Nether and taking the making a deal with the wicked souls (Zombie Pigmen), or C) Taking the soul of someones Undead slave for your own. At any rate Necromancers are honor-less, selfish, deceiving, evil Mages with NO recpect for the living or dead.
Thats where I come in, NO! I am not a Necromancer, but the opposite, I am a Paladin. But a Undead Paladin, I am the very thing I hate, sort of. To understand that you have to read my story...
Chapter I, After the Wither, Before the Light.
He felt like he was sinking in a pool of water, he saw the moon above him, and he heard to chilling voices. As he 'sank' he felt his memorys being wiped away. The words Wither, Undead, Paladin, floated through his mind, he started to lose the details as a light left his body, he didn't want it to go, but it was leaving. When the light floated away, the only thing he remeberd was this: Undead, evil, hate... Paladin, good, hope. And as the light floated all the way to the top of the pool and surfaced, he blacked out.
Above this mans body, A Necromancer and his apprentice stood over his body. The apprentice was by the name DarkBlood, he was pale and had bloodred eyes.
The master had been given the name GreaySkull, He was the most feared Necromancer in the entire land, a Skeleton mage with glowing red eyes, wrapped in a torn black cloak. Now, GreaySkull was trying to give advice to his apprentice (Which was more like telling him what to do, then scolding him) about how to take this mans soul.
"AH! How did he destory our wither? No matter, since he is dying I will take his soul for my own!" DarkBlood had said, now he had started to cast a spell on the man,
"No you fool!" Yelled GreaySkull smacking him upside the head, "There is Wither poision in him! Wither poision does not just affect the body, it targets the soul! If you take his soul and Re-posses his body with it, he will just fade away eventually."
"What?! Drats! Fine then, if I cant take his soul I will trap it in this forest! It will make his souls demise even MORE painful!" And DarkBlood did so, he took out this mans soul and threw it on the ground, then the two Necromancers fled into the night.
Chapter II, The soul spark.
The two Necromancers thought that this would work, but something happend that they did not think of.
Because this man was a Paladin he had much Light magic in him, it went from his skin to his soul. So when his soul was taken from him and his memorys wiped, The light magic from his body kicked in and it healed the Wither poision, a magic he learned long ago. Then the light magic from his soul kicked in, it got rid of some of the dark spell around it, the part that trapped it, but it didn't touch the part that DarkBlood had mistakenly placed, the Re-possesing part. So his soul was almost brought back into his body, but because that dark spell hadn't been placed all the way it didn't take full effect into bringing his soul back. Only a portion of his soul went in, and only a portion of his memorys came back. However, this was not enough to make him undead fully, but it made a spark, and that spark grew into two, Diamond colored soul flames behind the mans eyes, making them glow a Diamond color.
Now the man woke up, he rememberd very little. He saw something floating in front of him, it was beautiful. A small light shinging in the dark, the man didn't want to lose the light, so he picked up the nearest thing, his enchanted Diamond sword. Many people dont know this, but diamonds have a connection to souls, so when the man held up his sword, the light, his soul, went into it making it glow.
A villager stood by when this happend, but he couldn't see much because it was very early in the morning. But no the less, he ran home to tell his freinds and family about what he saw.
And all he saw, was a Diamond in a shadow.
A Diamond Shadow, people called it
THE END
I wrote this following story about my MC charactar, Diamond_Shadow_. If you haven't read the quick story before this, then don't read this. This is the first story:
http://www.planetminecraft.com/blog/the-tale-of-diamond_shadow_/
If you enjoy this story Give it a Diamond If you loved it give it a Favortie And if you want to see more of my MC stuff, then Subscribe!
So without further ado...
The Cronicals of Diamond_Shadow_.
A new life.
Prolouge,
Necromancy, the darkest art of magic. It is a cruel art of useing Dark magic to enslave souls, put them in dead bodies and commanding them to do your will. Necromancers will get souls by A) Killing someone then turning them into a skeleton or zombie, then putting their soul back in the body, B) Going into the Nether and taking the making a deal with the wicked souls (Zombie Pigmen), or C) Taking the soul of someones Undead slave for your own. At any rate Necromancers are honor-less, selfish, deceiving, evil Mages with NO recpect for the living or dead.
Thats where I come in, NO! I am not a Necromancer, but the opposite, I am a Paladin. But a Undead Paladin, I am the very thing I hate, sort of. To understand that you have to read my story...
Chapter I, After the Wither, Before the Light.
He felt like he was sinking in a pool of water, he saw the moon above him, and he heard to chilling voices. As he 'sank' he felt his memorys being wiped away. The words Wither, Undead, Paladin, floated through his mind, he started to lose the details as a light left his body, he didn't want it to go, but it was leaving. When the light floated away, the only thing he remeberd was this: Undead, evil, hate... Paladin, good, hope. And as the light floated all the way to the top of the pool and surfaced, he blacked out.
Above this mans body, A Necromancer and his apprentice stood over his body. The apprentice was by the name DarkBlood, he was pale and had bloodred eyes.
The master had been given the name GreaySkull, He was the most feared Necromancer in the entire land, a Skeleton mage with glowing red eyes, wrapped in a torn black cloak. Now, GreaySkull was trying to give advice to his apprentice (Which was more like telling him what to do, then scolding him) about how to take this mans soul.
"AH! How did he destory our wither? No matter, since he is dying I will take his soul for my own!" DarkBlood had said, now he had started to cast a spell on the man,
"No you fool!" Yelled GreaySkull smacking him upside the head, "There is Wither poision in him! Wither poision does not just affect the body, it targets the soul! If you take his soul and Re-posses his body with it, he will just fade away eventually."
"What?! Drats! Fine then, if I cant take his soul I will trap it in this forest! It will make his souls demise even MORE painful!" And DarkBlood did so, he took out this mans soul and threw it on the ground, then the two Necromancers fled into the night.
Chapter II, The soul spark.
The two Necromancers thought that this would work, but something happend that they did not think of.
Because this man was a Paladin he had much Light magic in him, it went from his skin to his soul. So when his soul was taken from him and his memorys wiped, The light magic from his body kicked in and it healed the Wither poision, a magic he learned long ago. Then the light magic from his soul kicked in, it got rid of some of the dark spell around it, the part that trapped it, but it didn't touch the part that DarkBlood had mistakenly placed, the Re-possesing part. So his soul was almost brought back into his body, but because that dark spell hadn't been placed all the way it didn't take full effect into bringing his soul back. Only a portion of his soul went in, and only a portion of his memorys came back. However, this was not enough to make him undead fully, but it made a spark, and that spark grew into two, Diamond colored soul flames behind the mans eyes, making them glow a Diamond color.
Now the man woke up, he rememberd very little. He saw something floating in front of him, it was beautiful. A small light shinging in the dark, the man didn't want to lose the light, so he picked up the nearest thing, his enchanted Diamond sword. Many people dont know this, but diamonds have a connection to souls, so when the man held up his sword, the light, his soul, went into it making it glow.
A villager stood by when this happend, but he couldn't see much because it was very early in the morning. But no the less, he ran home to tell his freinds and family about what he saw.
And all he saw, was a Diamond in a shadow.
A Diamond Shadow, people called it
THE END
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