originally posted on station456.tumblr.com on April 29th, 2012
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I wrote this for my Honors English 10 class. Lol. Corny-lameness ensues.
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In media res, Hylione looks down at his sword, shield and bow, now imbued with the power of the Goddess Midnone. Each piece of gear looks as it did before, except for an unmistakable celestial glow and aura about them. The sword is capable of slaying any source of evil, the shield is impenetrable, and the bow can serve just about the same purpose as the sword but from a distance.
Hylione lifts up the sword, swings it a few times to get a feel for it: It feels even better than before, with a weight and length perfectly fitted for his figure. He sheathes the sword on his side when he is done. He then slides his arm into the shield, and it too feels even better than before. Once he is done he throws his shield on an attachment on his back.
Now, the bow and arrow. He slings the quiver onto his back, filled with 10 arrows, and then gets a firm grip on the bow itself. He grabs an arrow, positions it as it needs to be in order to be shot, and pulls back. When he releases, the arrow shoots forward and keeps moving, not losing any altitude. It keeps going until Hylione could no longer see it. When he went to grab another arrow, he realized that the one he used previously had reappeared.
Hylione is now ready to take down Gardendor - the supremely evil being terrorizing the lands.
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Five years before this, Hylione woke up to a calm, peaceful morning in his village. After rubbing the sandman’s leavings out of his eyes in the morning, he walked to his clothes and got dressed.
Then, suddenly, he felt a rumbling, and the bright sky turned dark, and he could hear screaming all around him. He ran out the door and was quite frightened by what he saw amongst the screaming townsfolk: A large, hulking beast, one the size of four men. His chest, legs and arms are all black, with purple feet, hands and a purple head with black horns. Attached to this creature’s back is a set of purple wings, which are incredibly large; large enough to support flight for this massive monster.
When Hylione came out of his house, the beast made eye contact with him immediately. And smiled.
“Hylione, Hylione, HEEEEL-LEEEEE-OWN!” the beast said, with a villainous look on his face. “You are supposedly the hero of our time, but how heroic are you really acting?” he adds, with a chuckle. “What did you do today to stop the death of several of the people of this town? Not much! But now, hero, face me, Gardendor!”
Hylione was nothing but baffled. What is that beast talking about?, he thinks. But he doesn’t let his fear and confusion stop him from grabbing his sword from inside his house and running towards the beast. He was screaming as he ran with his sword, up until he harshly jumped up and - with his sword in both hands and the blade facing downward at the beast - dived down. The result was not what he was expecting, however.
The blade made contact with the beast but it did not kill him – It didn’t even harm him. The blade merely bent a bit to the side and Hylione fell.
“AaaahahaHA! Weak is thou! I am off, away from this place! Approach me at my castle when you’re actually going to pose a challenge to me!” The beast says, and flies away, leaving Hylione in a village filled with screaming villagers and burning cabins.
Hylione fell to his knees, but then, Midnone appeared: The Goddess who is the creator and arbiter of all.
“Hylione!” she says. “You must defeat that evil beast! You are the hero chosen by I, Midnone. You must go to the fountain of uprising and dip a sword, shield and bow into its waters and challenge Gardendor to a duel! It will take you years to get to this fountain, but you must do it!”
And this is how our journey began.
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It took Hyione years to get here, but he is finally at Gardendor’s castle, and he is ready. He gets off of his horse and sizes up the castle. It is very large – It is quite wide but mostly incredibly tall. Rather high up there are two windows, each with an archer watching guard; just now noticing him. They begin to shoot arrows at him but he skillfully avoids each shot.
Hylione quickly shoots two arrows, one after another, one at the first guard and the next at the other: They immediately are vanquished and both fall to the ground.
He puts his bow in the compartment for it on his quiver and unsheathes his sword. Grabbing it with both hands, he raises his arms until the sword is behind his back, facing the ground behind him. He then quickly slashes the sword above his head and smashes the door in front of him. He walks inside.
To Hylione’s surprise, Gardendor is sitting in a throne in the first room of the castle.
“Hylione, finally, after 8 years you have arrived! You may be wondering why I moved my throne to this room. Well, there is an answer to such a question,” he said, then pausing to stand up. “I could sense your arrival – A testament, I’d say, to my abilities. But that’s unimportant. What do you want with me? Do you wish to duel me?”
Hylione stares into this monster’s eyes, in a way that even this beast is intimidated by.
“Very well. Come at me!”
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It took Hylione a rather long time to get to this castle. Four years, in fact.
One day, on his travels, he came across a dastardly-looking cyclops; twice as tall as Hylione. As soon as he saw Hylione, he picked up a large boulder and threw it at him. Hylione just narrowly dodged it.
This monster is of purple skin, with a pair of sharp black horns atop his head. He is more muscular than any being Hylione has ever seen, and has feet the size of Hylione’s chest. In one of his hands, he wields a large wooden club, painted the same color as his horns. He is clothed only in a white sheet around his waist.
“YOU SHALL NOT PROCEED PAST THIS PLACE!” the cyclops shouted. “I WILL SMASH SMASH YOU!”
The cyclops then bolted towards Hylione and swatted his club at him. Much to the surprise of this one-eyed-ogre, however, the club fell apart when it made contact with Hylione’s shield. Once the cyclops was without his weapon, Hylione used his sword to behead this beast.
He continued on his trek to the castle, at this point.
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Hylione ran forward, sword and shield equipped, and slashed the former thing at Gardendor. Gardendor deflected this slash with his claws, and slammed his arm into Hylione’s chest. Hylione fell to the floor and saw Gardendor’s mouth wide open, spewing flames towards him. He rolled to the left and kicked one of the monster’s legs, bringing him to the floor as well. As Gardendor was falling, Hylione got up and positioned himself in a way apt to stabbing the beast with his sword. He did such a thing, but Gardendor grabbed the sword on both sides and held it.
Hylione keeps pushing the sword down but Gardendor keeps holding it away from him. After much struggle from both sides, Gardendor gets the upper hand and pushes Hylione to the other side of the room. As Hylione flies across the room, he drops his sword and shield
“Ha, ha, ha! You are trapped, Hylione! I will now -” but then Gardendor is interrupted. Interrupted by his death, by an arrow to the heart.
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