Post by maliciousmatt on Dec 27, 2009 17:22:17 GMT -5
I was a born and bred Venator for The Electus, few are chosen, and even less have completed their goal. But unlike the others, I will gain these sacred objects, and Electus Deus will once again be in his godly form.
Venator walked through his village; he made his way to The Electus Training grounds. Today was the day he proved himself, today was the day he proved to Electus Deus that he was a worthy Venator. Many people walked around the village in white robes, either doing their commanded chores or having their one hour of free time. Whatever they did, Electus Deus gained from it.
Venator approached the large tent, he quickly walked in, and sitting in a royal chair, being fed by virgins sat Electus Deus, the leader and the God of The Electus. The village they lived in was far away from common society and its corruption, you see, The Electus (The Chosen) were a select bunch (around forty people) who were chosen by Electus Deus (Chosen God), he made the world, he was the God that made everything. But as soon as he made it he realized what was going to happen. Humans were too advanced; they would easily fall into corruption, so he came to Earth to warn the remaining pure people of Earth. But, with coming down to Earth he had to give up his God powers, and they now have taken form into common Earth objects, waiting for their God to claim them once again.
“Venator, today is the day you prove yourself worthy to me!” Electus Deus stood as he spoke to Venator, Electus Deus’s robes were pure white as was his hair. He was taller than anyone in the village, his voice could cause earthquakes. He was an icon to be respected.
Venator nodded in agreement, he bowed down to Electus Deus, kissing his hand.
“Now go into the pit Venator.” Electus Deus ordered, Venator began to walk towards a stair case that went underground.
Today, I will show The Electus and my God that my life long training was worth it, and that I am the Venator that Electus Deus will have at his right hand side once he is God.
Venator made sure he was fully ready, his intimidating look matched the amount of his scars, these marks on his body showed his determination and loyalty to The Electus. Venator gripped his hunting blade, and slowly began walking through the doors into the pit, the sun hit him in the face like a battle stick, he looked up into the crowd, they all cheered for their Venator.
“Today our Venator will prove himself by fighting a creature that has sadly been corrupted!” Electus Deus yelled, and as soon as those words burst out of his mouth a heavy cage opened, Venator saw his opponent and the blank expression on his face did not change.
Towering over him was a Grizzly Bear; foam poured from its mouth, pure hatred was burning in its eyes. It was the creature corruption.
It swung its monstrous claws at Venator, he was focusing on dodging its rage fueled attacks, one decent hit by this animal and Venator would be gone, failing his quest completely.
He continued to dodge the creature attacks, looking for an opening. He spotted one instantly, he began to run at the beast, but he underestimated the animal’s agility, it knew what he was going to do.
The furious monster propelled its razor claws at Venator, he just managed to roll out of the way, but it got him good on the chest. Blood oozed from his wounds, his face winced in pain.
But this would not stop him.
He was The Venator, The Hunter, and his quest began now.
Venator built up his energy and ran at the corrupted abomination with his hunting knife aimed at its throat.
Venator walked through his village; he made his way to The Electus Training grounds. Today was the day he proved himself, today was the day he proved to Electus Deus that he was a worthy Venator. Many people walked around the village in white robes, either doing their commanded chores or having their one hour of free time. Whatever they did, Electus Deus gained from it.
Venator approached the large tent, he quickly walked in, and sitting in a royal chair, being fed by virgins sat Electus Deus, the leader and the God of The Electus. The village they lived in was far away from common society and its corruption, you see, The Electus (The Chosen) were a select bunch (around forty people) who were chosen by Electus Deus (Chosen God), he made the world, he was the God that made everything. But as soon as he made it he realized what was going to happen. Humans were too advanced; they would easily fall into corruption, so he came to Earth to warn the remaining pure people of Earth. But, with coming down to Earth he had to give up his God powers, and they now have taken form into common Earth objects, waiting for their God to claim them once again.
“Venator, today is the day you prove yourself worthy to me!” Electus Deus stood as he spoke to Venator, Electus Deus’s robes were pure white as was his hair. He was taller than anyone in the village, his voice could cause earthquakes. He was an icon to be respected.
Venator nodded in agreement, he bowed down to Electus Deus, kissing his hand.
“Now go into the pit Venator.” Electus Deus ordered, Venator began to walk towards a stair case that went underground.
Today, I will show The Electus and my God that my life long training was worth it, and that I am the Venator that Electus Deus will have at his right hand side once he is God.
Venator made sure he was fully ready, his intimidating look matched the amount of his scars, these marks on his body showed his determination and loyalty to The Electus. Venator gripped his hunting blade, and slowly began walking through the doors into the pit, the sun hit him in the face like a battle stick, he looked up into the crowd, they all cheered for their Venator.
“Today our Venator will prove himself by fighting a creature that has sadly been corrupted!” Electus Deus yelled, and as soon as those words burst out of his mouth a heavy cage opened, Venator saw his opponent and the blank expression on his face did not change.
Towering over him was a Grizzly Bear; foam poured from its mouth, pure hatred was burning in its eyes. It was the creature corruption.
It swung its monstrous claws at Venator, he was focusing on dodging its rage fueled attacks, one decent hit by this animal and Venator would be gone, failing his quest completely.
He continued to dodge the creature attacks, looking for an opening. He spotted one instantly, he began to run at the beast, but he underestimated the animal’s agility, it knew what he was going to do.
The furious monster propelled its razor claws at Venator, he just managed to roll out of the way, but it got him good on the chest. Blood oozed from his wounds, his face winced in pain.
But this would not stop him.
He was The Venator, The Hunter, and his quest began now.
Venator built up his energy and ran at the corrupted abomination with his hunting knife aimed at its throat.