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Blackwater Conquest
Topic Started: Mar 27 2017, 01:45 AM (49 Views)
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The lookout, a symbol of serenity, peace, and so much more. It is here that Kami, the guardian of Earth, resides, ever watchful in case of impending disaster, in which case he would call upon the champions of the planet to face the threat and hopefully triumph. In days of old, Son Goku was the champion upon whom the fate of the earth rested. Nowadays, the world’s strongest was a fluid system of adventurers with good in their hearts, regardless of their other, numerous flaws. The kami of this age, an ancient Namekian known for his far-reaching wisdom, had made a terrible discovery.

Deep within the lookout, a dark treasure was hidden. It was kept sealed away so as to avoid the resurgence of one of the most incorrigibly evil threats to ever plague the planet. Dread seeped from the lookout as Kami and Mr. Popo realized that without their knowledge and for an unknown amount of time, the blackwater mist had been stolen.

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High in the sky above Magumar, a star rockets across the night sky, clearly visible against the inky blackness of space. The object, noticed by some, wished upon by others, alters course slightly, now arching gently toward the planet. In short order, a slight rumble indicates the impact being on land and not in the great lava sea.

It is not until midmorning that the creeping black mist began to seep across the sea and wash over the people of the many mainland settlements on the shore. In no time, sisters were killing their brothers, churchgoers were assaulting their priests, neighbors were tearing each other apart. Besides the sudden violence of the situation, the only thing these events had in common were the glowing red eyes of the aggressors.

Whatever had landed on that island had brought a great sickness with it, a sickness that threatened to tear the planet of Magumar apart.

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Swirling an ornate glass of glowing purple liquid, a Makyan obscured by his gilded cloak stood on a balcony made entirely of the same precious red gemstone of which his entire palace was constructed. He took a sip of his wine, then passed a hand before his face, summoning five separate visuals of different worlds, each screen would flick between different scenes of violence and conflict on the worlds they represented.

As the chaos unfolded, the Makyan began to chuckle. This evil rumble in his throat slowly grew to a full out cackle. Throwing his head back and spreading his arms wide, the Makyan’s cloak fell away to reveal the villain underneath.

There, laughing as whole worlds fell into his grasp, was the legendary Makyan, Garlic Junior.
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