Post by ATROCITUS on Aug 13, 2020 14:53:58 GMT 1
Born from the enigmatic relationship between Balin and Sarai. Atrocitus grew learning the cruelty and agony of this continent, thanks to the arduous lessons and trainings imposed by his father, that consisted on fighting Pumas and chopping Cobras, but always felt cared when his wounds were sutured by his mother back at his new home(The Kingdom of Moria). Guided with useful information by other members of the former Fellowship he decided to make himself a respected and renown member to prove himself useful to the veterans of war. Without fear in his mind and heart the young Atrocitus enlisted to an adventure that would make him find his purpose of existence. He felt the snow for the first time that day; he travel deeper than ever before and met people from all tribes and backgrounds.. wielding a freshly made weapon that fit his strength he felt honorable to take the task of sacrifice to meet the enemy faction for the first time.. where he met the vicious Norsk Bjorn which without much effort push him to the ground and his spirit back to Priestess Daishu. He wasn’t resurrected the same, praised by his Faction he started training harder and learning his potential, day after day..
Until one day.. while practicing weapon techniques he was surprised by a strange Mythos which without hesitation jumped between the Mythunga and Him and attacked without mercy.. Atrocitus tried to flee but when pinned in the ground I asked: “Who are you?”.. and the Mythos raised his weapon to finish me off stating: “Hercules”; next blink Priestess Daishu starring at me again....
He felt ashamed of his weaknesses, while Ex-Mayor Askytos went on the chase and avenge him.. he was grateful for getting his belongings back but there was this rage within him.. he swore to kill Hercules one day and went back to train.
While adventuring around the lands he met the legendary Grahf the Ruthless.. a Mythos which used to be once an enemy of the faction and which alone could defeat what everyone thought needed an entire group. It is said that even God Belouch enhanced those beasts to avoid extinction; Atrocitus attempted to take on some Alanqas but met a quick reality check.. he came back asking Grahf for advice and guidance and from that day on.. his power and game experience started increasing exponentially, raiding south to face against enemies like Balthier, Tiana and Xavan.. fights that for a young Atrocitus meant more than simple death.. but realization on how long the journey will take to stand a chance against those enemies but more importantly.. earn the trust and respect of allies like GreenJollyGiant, Rangar, Phage, Cliff, Long, Aura, Wollie, Dwar and many others that would teach a growing Atrocitus valuable lessons each day.
Facing more deaths to the hands of Razortooth and Mutuwa which would show how deadly they can be together against even a group of us but a reminder of how important moving correctly is at all times.
To GiantDad and company which on a failed attempt to raid deep north along Balin, Rangar and Warwind.. was able to escape GiantDad grasp but ultimately couldn’t outrun the counter raid.
Soon after he realized he needed more income to improve his gear and decided to try and acquire some rare Acid Glands from a desert Millipede creature.. while resting and tending his wounds.. He saw the figure of what he knew would be another death.. Tiana came by surprise and with a silent grunt kept it behind his head to one day do the same.
2 other occasions he felt fighting.. once to Kaladin which soon after he was erased from existence and last time was protecting his young comrades but failed against Kran.
His last major accomplishment was the finding of Hercules on a waste during Lokust Event; even when he attempted to run after him.. his allies beat him to It.. Nifty knew of my grudge and hand me his head with a fire rune embedded into it.. His head now stands on a stake by Moria to always remember how It all started.
Why I mention all this? Many may wonder.. well, because without this experiences and people, I probably wouldn’t be as motivated and driven to continue this journey.. It has become a fuel and commitment in a sense. Not just wanting to bring honor to the people that has invested time in me but also bring the same pain to those who thought I was another victim they could mess with.
Atrocitus will continue to grow and even after bringing down most of his killers directly or indirectly.. he knows he can’t always rely on his allies to fight his battles.. there are many more things to do in this chaotic lands and his blood-thirst just grows with his strength.
Until one day.. while practicing weapon techniques he was surprised by a strange Mythos which without hesitation jumped between the Mythunga and Him and attacked without mercy.. Atrocitus tried to flee but when pinned in the ground I asked: “Who are you?”.. and the Mythos raised his weapon to finish me off stating: “Hercules”; next blink Priestess Daishu starring at me again....
He felt ashamed of his weaknesses, while Ex-Mayor Askytos went on the chase and avenge him.. he was grateful for getting his belongings back but there was this rage within him.. he swore to kill Hercules one day and went back to train.
While adventuring around the lands he met the legendary Grahf the Ruthless.. a Mythos which used to be once an enemy of the faction and which alone could defeat what everyone thought needed an entire group. It is said that even God Belouch enhanced those beasts to avoid extinction; Atrocitus attempted to take on some Alanqas but met a quick reality check.. he came back asking Grahf for advice and guidance and from that day on.. his power and game experience started increasing exponentially, raiding south to face against enemies like Balthier, Tiana and Xavan.. fights that for a young Atrocitus meant more than simple death.. but realization on how long the journey will take to stand a chance against those enemies but more importantly.. earn the trust and respect of allies like GreenJollyGiant, Rangar, Phage, Cliff, Long, Aura, Wollie, Dwar and many others that would teach a growing Atrocitus valuable lessons each day.
Facing more deaths to the hands of Razortooth and Mutuwa which would show how deadly they can be together against even a group of us but a reminder of how important moving correctly is at all times.
To GiantDad and company which on a failed attempt to raid deep north along Balin, Rangar and Warwind.. was able to escape GiantDad grasp but ultimately couldn’t outrun the counter raid.
Soon after he realized he needed more income to improve his gear and decided to try and acquire some rare Acid Glands from a desert Millipede creature.. while resting and tending his wounds.. He saw the figure of what he knew would be another death.. Tiana came by surprise and with a silent grunt kept it behind his head to one day do the same.
2 other occasions he felt fighting.. once to Kaladin which soon after he was erased from existence and last time was protecting his young comrades but failed against Kran.
His last major accomplishment was the finding of Hercules on a waste during Lokust Event; even when he attempted to run after him.. his allies beat him to It.. Nifty knew of my grudge and hand me his head with a fire rune embedded into it.. His head now stands on a stake by Moria to always remember how It all started.
Why I mention all this? Many may wonder.. well, because without this experiences and people, I probably wouldn’t be as motivated and driven to continue this journey.. It has become a fuel and commitment in a sense. Not just wanting to bring honor to the people that has invested time in me but also bring the same pain to those who thought I was another victim they could mess with.
Atrocitus will continue to grow and even after bringing down most of his killers directly or indirectly.. he knows he can’t always rely on his allies to fight his battles.. there are many more things to do in this chaotic lands and his blood-thirst just grows with his strength.