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My list for the Wii: Super Mario Galaxy Metroid Prime 3 Corruption Trauma Center: Second Opinion (New Blood comes out soon) Fire Emblem: Path of Radiance Guitar Hero 3 :P Mario Party 8 DS: MPH LoZ: Phantom Hourglass Off topic: Anyone else get the Feather Stylus? The thing is awesome. I love it. :P EDIT: My bad. Hellgate isn't Wii. :oops: Other: Hellgate London

^ninja gaiden sigma...A remix of black not exactly that much of an exclusive :P The PS3 fan sight created the list, and they claimed it was exclusive. You can't argue with them, it's an automatic flame if you do. :lol: See that, Henman? The list goes down to FIFTY games!

Technicly right now PS3 is selling the most in Japan and maybe in the US because of the new 40Gb. :lol: (I know this won't last long) And right now accept the FACT that the 360 is too expensive compared with the PS3. I still remember the time when you were going on about the price. But now? First of all, where's your proof, [wagon]? Don't say something if you haven't any proof for it. No, it's selling only the most in Japan, but not by much. Clobbers other two systems in Japan...Will it last? But, the Wii is suspected to sell another 3 million consoles this holiday. We new this was coming... Oh, and we can't forget about the 360. Beating PS3. The thing can't sell [cabbage]. Let's get this straight at the moment: Give me proof, then I'll have a fair argument with you. If you don't, leave. I'm not listening to a child who thinks he's automatically right because he's a fanboy. No. Do research, post the link, explain, then brag. Let's jump to exclusives now. This is from the Sony forums, where a bunch of fanboys threw a list of the fifty one, z0mg FIFTY ONE exclusive games!!1 Bold=Caught my eye 8 games. 8 out of the 51 exclusive games caught my eye. These fanboys even left out the 2k games, but they don't affect my being anyway... :lol: The rest of the games on their I could care less about. And you know what's really bad? Many PS3ers think FF13 and MGS4 will jump ship to 360. :o Old lineups. Now let's focus on Ps3 price wise. I'll give you this, it's cheaper. Poor sony! $400-$450 to make! The agony! Idiots. They're selling the thing for $399, but they package it with a Spiderman 3 blu ray movie just to get potential buyers. Not only that, but the 80g model was dropped to $499. If sony keeps this up, they'll go bankrupt and millions of fanboys will commit suicide. Now, while they are dying, Microsoft torments them with a price cut a while ago. Dropped to $350. To prevent further Henman idiocy, I shall now go back to Nadrils and your argument *cough*Which Nadril won*cough* :wink: . You say it costs more with it's accessories, blah blah blah, PS3 has everything built in and more, blah blah blah. Like Nad said, you don't need any of the crap that can go with the 360. Now he already layed out the entirety of the explanation, so I'll hush about that any further. But really, Henman, which sells more: a console with everything built in with absolutely few exclusives, or consoles with many great games that require a few more attachments? Bottom line: Dunno why PS3 is selling more in Japan, but it's closely follwed by the Wii and 360. And until great games come that aren't multisystemed (i.e., Assassins Creed. We thought it would be PS3 only. Then it went to the DS and 360. Why? Developers need to make money, too. :P )...Then the PS3 isn't worth my money.

I agree/disagree with some things. Meh. The PS3 has potential, simple as that, and I'll give it that. But developers have a hard time with programming, which isn't good. It started slow, it's continuing as so, but the future might allow the PS3 to finally catch on. Bold is simply for discussing the games. :) Assassins creed was brought to the 360 I thought. F.E.A.R. I thought was a PC only game. Huh, never new it was on the PS3. Pretty cool. (I'd stick with PC, though. Better graphics and easier to play imo) Heavenly Sword...To me, looks like a spinoff of God of War, with a female character and all. This is my opinion, though. From any and all screens and previews I've watched at gamestop or some other gaming stores it gave me this impression. Lastly, Resistance. Henmans only game mention. :wink: Eh, playing it over my cousins bores me after two hours, whereas we break out the 360. Resistance is a pretty good FPS, but not the best imo. Oh Jesus, did I seriously just bold the Wii section?! :P Firstly, FF is coming out for the PS3, FF13, or so Square says at the current moment. With the major changes of heart with many companies to the 360 instead of the PS3, we won't know what the hell will happen. If the system sells more, maybe, cause then the gaming companies will make more money. But at the same token, gaming companies have to waste money in order to cooperate fully with the PS3's power. Dillema? Square sets up company with Microsoft So, Square is finding backup. Also, with Squares friendly relationship with Nintendo, they could line up any game in any moment with he Wii. I mean, the DS got them cash, right? That's why Kingdom Hearts: 365/2 days is coming out for it. Of course, they back up square as well...With it's PSP. Anyway tangent over. To the KH! Well, For one, I named those games above because it shows a healthy relationship with Square and Nintendo, as always. But, something big is on the horizon after these two games. Wanna know? Few things Buena Vista plans. The future of Disney gaming Same, almost Bear in mind Buena Vista created KH, and if they like the Wii, and convince Square to create KH3 or something for the Wii...Not only will PS3 lose many of it's customers, the Wii will gain. Last for the gaming list--I bolded Killzone because I wanted to have a biased moment--Killzone sucks [wagon]. :P Now for the big bold. Why is the Wii different? Bear in mind it's still a console, and it's been part of the Console wars (Although there have been fanboys saying it sucks and deny it any part). It's a console. So why isn't it even part of it? It should be considered. Nintendo is [probably] the most respected companies of gaming since it's first system. It has many acknowledged games (i.e., Zelda, Metroid, Mario, already mentioned but anyway). This bolded part in particular reminds me of Sony the most; they said it was a Novelty, and the fanboys followed and that's how it spread, despite the damn console tripling it's sales. It's annoying to hear the 360 crazed nuts who constantly say the Wii sucks and so does Nintendo, when they've never even touched a Nintendo game in their life, nevermind held a controller or looked at a screen. The Wii's future doesn't look grim, my friend. Fun games don't have to be Zelda, Mario, or Metroid related at all. I enjoy a good game of Trauma Center. The Pokemon games are fun to play a lot. I was one of the few whom enjoyed Redsteel (dunno 'bout others). With the new trauma center on it's way the 20th, and with it's many fans, the series will continue and ttruck on. From what I hear, Warioware games shall always be fun. (Cooking mama, too! :P ) Plus, DDR just came out for it's own exclusive on the Wii, and Guitar hero (although not exclusive and multisystem) is on it as well. Prince of Persia is fun from time to time. And to finish off, the thing can play Gamecube games, allowing you to extend your gaming library beyond a Wii library. So, to me, dunno. The future may or may not be grim. From seeing it eye-to-eye now, it looks pretty damn good. :) But that's just it; it's your opinion, therefore stick with it. You're correct, good luck changing someone's mind if they really [currently] dislike the console. But looking at it, the library needs polishing, and like I said before, Sony needs to fix their mistake of the wrongs they did with their PS3. They've gotten to a good fixing start. But now the PS3 needs to compete with it's competitors, get a couple of developers back from their stray, get better games, then beat their chests and boast. But it looks pretty damn grim now. So, stick with your opinion. It's good to do that. Your opinion is yours, while we'll keep ours. It's the circle of life. :P

I've been following this topic forever, and it's been funny. I've been wanting to jump in and say "henman shut up! You lose, Nadril wins!" But then you'd start trailing about how the PS3 is "Almighty," how it has "Blu-ray and everything built in," and has these all powerful exclusives that you never mention. At least Nadril does that much. -.- Point: PS3 has nothing good going for it, and Sony needs to recover from their mistake. And you never know, it may or may not happen. But it's losing, just accept that fact NOW. Plus, 360 has the games Nadril mentioned, which is at east 3 times the amount of PS3 games. Hardware wise, PS3 may have everything built in, but it's so overpacked with this [cabbage] you don't need. I'd rather get a 360 and it's many wires than deal with that. But whatever.

K k, just stop right here! I'm not picking on your spelling as it was just a typo, but I'm gonna take a moment to go very OT here and say that you brought me some very epic lulz.... Now if we could only get a picture to go with this! :D :lol: :lol: :) Wow, amazing that I wrote that. I'm not editing what I wrote. It's staying. I'll let people laugh for generations to come...And for posts to come as well. EDIT: She'd moreover want to play it obsessively than be a Wii. Still... :lol:

:o Original Zelda for the Wii. I can imagine my Aunt, who loves a Link to the Past, actually being a Wii just for this. I would buy it instantaneously. I usually hate remakes, but this could actually be a good idea. It would be a little cooler if they remade this game and coupled it with a new Zelda game, like they did KHII: FM with Chain of memories, and call it RE: Link to the Past. Ah well, bring it on! :P

:shock: :shock: :shock: Excellent work...Compared to my Fienrir and yours, their exactly alike. Wows. Keep up the good work, I've been following this story for a long time. Nothing for me to critique... Where's Unoalexi??????

Prologue: Connection Terminated It was a nightmare. A dark, chilling night which cast millions of people into an eternal Hellhole. The darkness enveloped over all, casting one of the darkest shadows known to man. A darkness so widespread, people fell with it. It was one of the worst atrocities that Aegis has ever experienced. The people's of Aegis were in chaos; the country was in total destruction, and nothing was right...Destruction was impending. It was like this until the brave souls of the Kyinteyhc, or Aegis's guardians, gave their lives to stop this great darkness. With the darkness gone, Aegis recovered. But th3 9039832019212....... FILE: 7709843. STATUS: UNDER MAITENANCE. SWITCHING TO HYBRID FILE: 987450... The guardians saw the dawn of the new age-- FILE: 7859533DDD,X,SA....HROE CORRUPTED SQDM;;LWDFW D.Q;Ww;cf, wfkmoewf;,;cf///r;ewW"W"W"W"de::::E:ekpwwee//...... The...EVILS... FILE: CRITICAL ERROR. PLEASE----=/E,/WW/.Q ELIMINATE/WQQ1S542DDDMDEW4871956529465546A4///....... Man put this upon THEMSELVES... SYSTEM ERROR. PLEASE ELIMINATE SYSTEMIC ANOMALY....W,WLWMDSAA441.r.r............ And YOU and your kin shall learn THE TRUTH///////LMEWKE;W ELIMINATE ANOMALY. SHUTTUNG D;SS K'TT[[][]T115212312115241542442442464241614127644985925U3984576 EKW;'70788***6'5 Q..,/<>K3729121729228211021511010010011100.... SYSTEM 3rr0r....SYST////..,S'DD456566686 CORRUPTED. CORRUPTED. CORRUPTED. DELETING Fil3.................... HOLYWARS[Caution: Executable File] DELETED. PLEASE WAIT. ATTEMPTING TO REESTABLISH... HOLYWARS[Caution: Executable File] RECOVERED. LOADING... ...But the Holy Wars had just begU///'eesa'a a2d1d0d00000dd100101011101101010101110100 CRITICAL ERROR. DELETE FILE. DE//smew411000s;w2739245%%3211...... ...Holy wars...Beg///a,n...Tenf0ld d3ths........ PLEASE ELIMINATE...///11111000101001010111010001001010010100!!11 FILES DELETED. BLOCKING DATA ACCESS... BLOCK COMPLETE. OPENING BLOODLUSTHOLLOWS.DOC. ANALYZING TEXT........... NO CRITICAL ERRORS FOUND. OPENING BLOODLUSTHOLLOWS.DOC. PLEASE WAIT... WARNING. WARNING. WARNING. CORRUPTION VIRUS. SHUTTING D............ 1010100001010101010101111001010001001010101011100001001010101 1010100100001010100110011110111101001011110100010101010100001 1001010ws////s,swlw,www...;'lk//!!@3/34442..s.**699)sdlw,wke56566/^4. ///;''o??:'p{{]\\w'wek101010101.VIRAL CONt4amas,sdd;dlwowwkVIRAL CONTAMINATION..ele;e00e101010e1e111110101110001001010101100111 amslw,ww.w,walakamsm,1101010101011110101101010101010101011001 CONNECTION TERMINATED ____________________________ "Fenix, what the Hell happened?" "Sir, the computer completely frizzed up trying to load the document. worse than when it was loading HolyWars[Caution: Executable File]. We cannot get the information." "Dammit! They must've contaminated the information CD's...They must have expected us coming...Ren, trash that blasted computer before it reaches our network!" Ren dropped the computer. "No use. The damn things fried. The virus would have spread through the main computer by now." "God dammit!" The angered General tore the cigarette he was smoking from his mouth. "All troops to battlefront! Blast the Bastards away, and make a quick escape to the Airship. Commander Scien, lead the calvilrey to the battlefield. Order the airforce to drop in for a surprise. General Fenix, order cycle troops into attack pattern cyclone." "And you, sir?" Ren took his gun out of his pocket, along with his communicater. "I'll access the main server of our computer and remove the virus before it can steal or destroy our files. During this time, I'll call in reinforcements to drive the enemy away. As long as you can hold the troops off." "Yes sir!" Ren and the commander said at once. ______________________ Xewleehr, your turn, or Ozzy, your turn. Good luck. :wink:

Bumed because the Remake truly begins. Please enjoy.

Chapter 5: Memory "You found the girl amongst the attack of the Noiiz?" Ren kneeled at the throne of the King of Unedain, King and Maester of the nation Xan-Viz. "She was a Noiiz. They somehow manifested their own negative thought into the girl, and she must have been easily possessed..." Possessed...Possessed... Ren arose, rubbing his head with one hand; an echo enveloped his inner thoughts. It was as if he...Heard this before. "Well?" King Xan-Viz questioned in an angered tone. However, Ren kept thinking of what he was hearing. Possessed...Demonic wings...Remember these words: The hunt has begun! He finally shook his thoughts from the inner depths of his thoughts, yet the remnants from the back of his mind echoed still. Ignoring them, he continued: "I felt a strong presence, and that was her. To be weak causes possession of your total body, and also causes pure control over mind and soul, never mind the heart..." Hearts negation...Mind and body, souls damnation... Ren began rubbing his head again, this time throwing the thoughts out. "Noiiz," King Xan-Viz arose from his throne, walking until he was face to face with Ren, "Noiiz are the horrid physical, mental, and spiritual negative energy released by a driven soul, whom only seeks revenge or any other entity within this cold and harsh life. When the soul is finally driven mad by their own evil, Noiiz is released, and the soul is destroyed, leaving the body, or the empty shell, behind. But the body becomes something...Yes, the body is manifested into pure darkness, and is manipulated by a dark master until it can think, breathe, and live on it's own...Despite this, they are still emotionless. And these empty shells are called...Curiji." Beware the Curiji, foul and deadly, who sing a powerful, deathly medley... Ren listened now to these foul premonitions that dwelt in his mind, and listened of Xan-Viz, for he could no shake the premonitions off. Xan-Viz therefore continued: "There are many Curiji...But there is only one thing in the world that is even more powerful that a Curiji..." Sin...Beware your ultimate sin! It shall haunt you and your kin! "Go now, Ren." Ren broke from his trance, breathing heavily. Xan-Viz, giving a strange look, continued, "I thank you for the shield and sword offering, but your Kingdom of Seid is too generous. Let me repay this deed, stay as many nights as you want, or as many as you can; explore this kingdom." Ren grinned and bowed to the King, and left the throne immediately. ******************** The thoughts refused to stop. Ren was barraged with many, while he wandered the jam-packed kingdom. From the background of his thoughts, he could here countless merchants, shop keepers and people, all talking and trying to get a half decent deal of what they were buying. He held not onto his head, but his sword handle, for no particular reason; he was looking for somewhere to find peace and quite! He glanced to his left and right, spun around, and looked ahead; nothing. He then let go of his sword handle, and rubbed his hands together. Underneath his breath, he whispered a small incantation, and immediately released his hands and opened his eyes. His heart beat faster, and he instantly saw a golden building; a temple he could shelter in ahead. He pushed his way through, shuffle by shuffle--light push of someone to a strong push out of the way, he made it to the temple. He took a deep breath, but jumped to see someone waiting for him: the girl. Grinning, she arose and walked towards him. "Hello Ren." Her voice was gentle, and Ren particularly noticed her deep, blue eyes, which seemed to drain the painful headaches and thoughts he heard...But she knew his name? "Hello, Rachel." He instantly gripped his head with both hands. Rushes of golden light rushed through him while he closed his eyes; he remembered things he had forgotten. Rachel frowned, however. "I remember you, Ren. Your memory is returning--" "I remember," Ren looked up at the sky, "I remember...These thoughts within me, they were prophetic to something..." Ren grabbed both of her arms and drew her closer to himself. "You did this? A prophetic memory told me of you, and how you could..." He stopped. He looked at the temple, and quacked a little. "I'm here, Ren, to show you something. I need you to enter this temple with me. It's important." She grasped both of his hands when he released her arms, and grinned again. "I have waited a long time to remember things, for I felt like I forgotten something...I was correct. Let us go, then." She let go of his hands and led the way; to the giant golden doors of the temple and on. ******************** A dark enveloped over the sinister realm, and a dark voice spoke to the Curiji, and to the Noiiz as well. "His memory is returning to him. He is progressing faster than I thought. Reviel is there, but now that the boy has met the girl...He will have a hard time drawing the boy to us. Therefore, I call you; Sindrolig, Cell, Jigen. Assist Reviel, and go after the boy. You know the rest of the plan." "Yes, mylord..." All three said together, thus darkness wrapped around them and they disappeared. "Lotus comes here, for he senses something arriving on the horizon...He does not know what, but I certainly do. An ex-Demon Curiji awaits the future. He has already killed four of the other Demonic Curiji...He can think for himself now. He is now the third exile. Vincent..." The dark lord laughed sinisterly, and the silence of the darkness was shattered; he knew what was coming, and it was coming swiftly.

:XD: Epic. :P You're doing Brit. Lit too, huh? Just finished reading Macbeth in my class. Good job; good job indeed.

Chapter 4: Lotus What did this girl mean...Why do I feel like I know that vision? Ren thought of what he had seen. The sky. The peace. The happiness he felt...However, his thoughts were negated. He beckoned Lux over, wrapped the girl in a blanket to keep her warm on the trip. "You ready?" Lux scratched her hoof on the ground, and Ren tugged her reigns forward. Like Ren wanted her to, she ran slow. Unedain was in the distance, and the most visible part of the entire scenario was the castle, standing strong and mighty. _____________________________________________________________ Death. Humankind fears it. We fear the thought of dying. We fear the thought of going to a place of eternal bliss or eternal darkness. We fear the thought of joining those who are dead. No, these are what we fear...But we truly fear the essence of death itself...Those who are dead. Those who were engulfed by darkness, who's soul left their bodies. Warriors seldom fear death. They were raised to think death is the ultimate honor. Their names would be carved into history by their own spilled blood...Inside, they tell themselves they haven't a fear of darkness. But they do. Yes...Inside their hearts, which they were told to ignore, which they were told they have no emotions. They were told this so they can leave another behind if he is groaning in pain...And cannot make it. They were told this to negate any thoughts of sorrow when they had slain a man. But these emotions that became null and void within them remain there. When they die, the honor they had thought they would receive...It doesn't matter to them. They have to face those who they ignored when they suffered...Those they raped, those they ignored when cries of help eminated from the darkest reaches of hopelessness. They regret their lives. And no warrior, let alone any man, should endure that pain. Children are different. They are happy, optomistic, they are the light of the world. They fear darkness, but...They don't know what death is. They ask their mothers, yet not even a grown adult, who knows what death is, can describe what it's like. What happens. So she tells him nothing, and leaves him to rest. Many people a scared of death, to the point where the essence of Veregnagal has tampered with their minds. They knows what death is, and they're afraid...Not even his light can help them. This is who the Noiiz are born. They consume any man's soul, and take over. They await the moment where doubt is within them, where darkness is within them, where Veregnagal can enter the mind and tear it to shreds...They are weak. This is why soldiers are taught not to fear death or darkness...So they cannot be tampered with. But without emotions, how can one live? The answer is clear, and it is what every man has, which cannot be taken from them: Hope. When a child has hope, does he allow a demon to enter his soul and tamper with it? No. When a man in war sees dead, at every side of his afflicted and bruised body, does he not have hope? When a person is fighting to stay alive, when they are at the brink of death...Do they succum to the devils of darkness? When a person surrenders and allows themselves to become a Noiiz, are they weakened? Yes...When you lose hope, you damn your soul to the shadows of infinite within the deathly darkness of hell. Children are the light...Because no matter what you tell them, they will forget, and their hearts are stronger than any of ours. They fear dark, but they fall asleep and forget...They may fear death, but they forget...The light protects them, and eliminates the essence of evil. Children cannot be taken over by evil. But death seeks not those who are young or old... It seeks those who have fear and doubt...And therefore, it seeks anything weak. Anything. And the balance...The warriors who fight. The people, who fear. The children of light...The balance continues. _____________________________________________________________ The blood stained ground stank with the essence of pure evil. Corpses rested amongst the dirt ground, and the architecture around the area was obliterated and reduced to ash. Bloody knives and swords stuck out of the ground, some stabbed into bodies of soldiers, some into children and woman. Flames scourged the surrounding area, blackening the rubble of everything that was destroyed. The black smoke eminating from the fires smogged the heavens. A heavy mist engulfed the outside of the destroyed town. Only one figure moved amongst the death. His neck length silver hair was stained with blood. His chainmail was scarred, cracked down the middle, and stained with blood, and his platelegs were cracked as well. He cracked the neck of a nearby body, tearing it off from the corpse, and laughed. Blood poured from the severed head, and within his grasp, crushed the head completely. He threw the mutilated head on the ground, and wiped the blood on his sword. He gave a slight smirk to the destruction he singlehandedly caused, proud of what he had caused with the swing of his broadsword, which was shaped like a demon wing. He stepped closer to the dead of children, and a field of swords that he had smashed into the ground, cracking the earth with a simple flick of his wrist. Simply marvelous, thought he. The fool is lost within a conundrum that he himself has heard before...But cannot remember. He angers over what he forgot, dwelling within the confines of his own blasted mind...Yet, I feel a bit of hope inside of his heart...But even that hope cannot withstand against what he has lost. Poor fool. Within the smog, the man lifted his arm, and a raven landed on it; he stroked it's back, and pointed towards the East. Understanding what he commanded, the raven flew off; he then beakoned crows to ravage the meat off of the dead bodies, simply by raising his hand again. He pulled his sword out of the ground, thus tearing the stone from the ground. However, he did not withdraw the blade, for he felt a strong force stalking him. Watching his movement. Lotus...Lotus... "What calls my name? Is it an accursed Noiiz? Chasing me defeats the soul purpose of your birth from darkness, because you'll just be slain and sent into oblivion...Why do you chase me, damned beings, and why would you want me to be cast into submission? I shall not do your masters bidding..." Lotus glanced swiftly to his left and skillfully swung his blade, slashing a Noiiz into oblivion. He jumped, and swung his blade rapidly around him, defeating hundreds more around him. He then landed, making no scars nor smashing the ground beneath his feet; around him, however, the ground smashed up, killing thrice more Noiiz. "Filthy creatures. Be cast into shadow. I dispise you, and you despise me; I listen only to myself, and you choose to listen to a higher being. But why? Is it because you haven't a soul? Or is it because you have no purpose in life?" Lotus swung his blade in front of him, killing another. "Unlike your superiors, I see you are empty shelled. Quite sad, how you are born...Quite sad, how I send you now to eternal damnation...But I am fed up with fighting any of you; I choose to fight your commander. Reveal yourself, filthy Curiji!" Lotus jumped into the air, twirling in a barrel roll, and smashed the hilt of his massive blade into nothing; but nothing revealed a man, who hit and smashed the ground around him. The Curiji on the ground got up, and spat blood from his cloaked face; he lifted from his side a flail, and began to swing it over his head. Lotus shrugged and chuckled. "Useless." Lotus's enemy flung the flail's deadly [bleep]es at him, but he merely stood in his spot. When the [bleep]ed flail was within two inches of his face, he swiftly caught it, and with great force threw it back into the Curiji, who fell immediately. Lotus walked towards the body of the Curiji, and lifting his hand, forced the body to float upward, strangling the Curiji by tightening his grip. The flail had struck through his body, which created a big gaping hole and blood gushed out, like how a fountain spurts out water. The Curiji was holding up the chain of the flail, trying to prevent it from falling. Lotus arrived face to face with the man, who's breath quaked and was raspy with every breath he took. Lotus was satisfied; he smiled, and declared: "Miasmal infects Aegis with the greatest power of darkness. It is the most powerful Miasma, and your master has made my power increase by tenfold strength. He's a fool. And, for coming after me, he has lost nearly an entire legion of these foul beasts. Therefore, I pity him; I shall spare you, but give him this message: his power is useless against mine. I will destroy his entire legion if I must. With every pursuit after me he makes, his armies will be destroyed. I seek my own revelation, and I cooperate for no one." Lotus dropped the Curiji onto the ground, giving the injured and scarred body a scolding look. "Remember these words: The hunt has begun." Lotus vanished, leaving the obliterated city behind him.

Chapter 3: Light Darkess. The enmity that cloaks light, consuming every last nook and cranny of visibility, destroying sight completely. Fear. The aspect of being afraid blends with darkness, both cooperating together with great power. Death. With the other two, this power ends life in the shroud of blindness, thus...Those whom fear the dark, who strive to be unafraid, fear death; thus, every man fears dark. No man can gallantly stand in darkness and say they adore it completely; for if they did, they are and open target to death. Thus fear is produced; yet fear causes death as well. With this system of power, darkness, fear and death work their power as so. This dark perfection, the fear causes end. The dark imperfection, where we die if we attempt to be unafraid. So the solution? The destiny of all is to strive for death. To end. Yet man have found ways to stop this system, given to them by Sol. A child in the night. His fear, his rejection towards darkness runs through his veins, his heart pumping wildly. No one knows what dwells in the night, the shrouds of darkness can end life in a flash. His thoughts, his horrid and gory thoughts, shroud him with lies...Maybe an undead spirit, or simply a monster, will scoop him up and devour him. With this fear, he believes, and he cannot sleep at night. Thus sleepless nights come along, and eventually the child can take it no longer, and, without thought, kills himself. Suicide. Death. He dies, sacrifices his soul, almost selling it to the devil, by quick death. No more pain. No more fear. But death. And this is what darkness strives for in the child's mind. Light. With it, the illumination, the relief...The child cannot fear darkness, simply because nothing can get him, as undead or monsters are afraid of the darkness. So goes the child to sleep; he drifts off into a deep sleep, thinking light will protect him...Leading to his doom. The light betrays the child; the flame, with it's great power, joins the ranks of darkness, as the hot wax on the candle, inflamed, falls onto the ground, burning the child into the depths of oblivion. Oblivion. The final part of the system that the system of death strives for; the soul will end, and fall into oblivion, the twilit hell of Veregnagal...Or the Oblivion of light, the Kingdom of Dawn, or so people have called it. All of this philosophy, this tale, this legend--Ren knew well, and thought of it quite often. He walks in darkness, seeking end--his Exodus, Unedain. Darkness ruled the lands when Ren exited the forest. This girl...I feel as if I know her...It's almost as if I...No, no... Ren negated his thoughts, and halted Lux. He could see the kingdom to the North, a kingdom that inhabited the Westernmost part of the land. This kingdom was one of the four that kept balance in Aegis, the name of the land itself. The kingdom of Exodus is where the inhabitance of Unedain, the kingdom Exodus's town, inhabit. Every path in the land always leads to Unedain, and because of being the closest to the edge of Aegis, the name Exodus was given to the kingdom, for the ocean is an exit from Aegis, and every path in Aegis goes to Exodus, creating infinite paths and exits. The sword and shield Ren carried with him were to be given to the king of Exodus, a Maester named Xan-Viz. The sword and shield were simple looking weapons, merely a round Spartan shield and a short Sickle blade, but both forged with Cerberus designs on them. With the shield and sword Ren also carried a Cerberus dagger and a golden symbol, also bearing the Cerberus in it's engraving. The Cerberus was a sign of Kingdom Exodus, a symbol of deliverance, power, and the sign of a warrior. Ren jumped off of Lux's saddle, leaving the horse to it's rest, and placed the girl on the ground. "Emmisehyda." Ren snapped his finger, and the area around him, stretching ten yards from his position, illuminated. This allowed time to grab kindle and rocks from his pack, where he surrounded a spot with rocks, and throwing the kindle within the stone circle. "Vena." Ren tapped the kindle, and flames burst from the kindle. Lastly, Ren snapped his fingers in the air, whispering: "Tynghacc," and thus darkness ruled the area again. The girl laid on the ground, unscathed from the past events. This was strange to Ren; when he found her, she was slashed and cut from the pulverizing Lux did to her. He thought the power of Lux would kill her, if not break every bone within her body, or even cause disabling. But she rested easy. Something isn't right... Ren entered the confines of his mind, but began clawing away from it, slowly, his soul broke away from his body, and clawed through her mind, searching for her own state of being. And thus Ren's humanly body fell to the ground, and the fire extinguished, the smoke rising in the darkness. _____________________________________________________________ Ren dwelt within pure light, the brightest light. The strength and immensity of the light was beyond his own, but it instantly dissipated, and he stood in-between a field. But sorrow as the only thing he met. Mercy was shown to no man, as the legions of armies littered the ground. Men. Women. A dispicable sight to see...A lifeless, heartless beings. And so Ren turned away. Behind him, there was darkness. No death, nor was there light. Both sides disturbed him greatly. No light to illuminate his way, thus he must suffer? But he would suffer worse walking in the path of the dead... Look beyond death, and you will see light... Ren backed up, in fear of the loud but gentle voice he heard. "Hello?" Look beyond darkness and see trust... "What do you mean? I do not understand..." Trust not your eyes...But trust your heart. Your eyes deceive you, they blind you to the truth. "My eyes do not deceive, for I see dead in one path and darkness in the other..." But that is with your heart...Ultimately, your eyes show you two paths...But with your heart...The truth will set you free... "But which path shall I choose..." They both lead to the same thing...Close your eyes and be still. Ren reluctantly closed his eyes, seeing nothing. What do you see? "Nothing...Wait..." Ren's heart began to race, and his fists clenched, sweat coming down his face...It seemed as if he was entering a new world. Slowly, the darkness he had seen when he closed his eyes faded away, and he saw light, the same pure light...But he did not close his eyes. He opened his arms, as it felt like he was soaring through the sky. He smiled. Slowly, he felt as though his feet met the grounds surface, and he opened his eyes. He stood in neither the darkness or the fields of the dead. He stood now in a graveyard, where the dead were, and where the darkness was, a golden sun. But he saw something more than the sun; in the sky, stars were with the sun. Ren hadn't seen a sight like this in his lifetime; but he could not help but stare at the sky where sparkling array of stars danced in the sky. He looked at the constellations, but could not figure out what they formed. You entered my mind in order to find me, and bring me back? "I did." Said Ren to the voice. This...What you see now is Aegis was when it was in it's golden age...Ren Ren was surprised. "You know my name...Do you know who I am?" The voice giggled, and softly said: The question should not be directed to me... "But to you." Ren quickly looked to his side. The voice had ended, but the girl stood next to him, a with simple grin upon her. "You say I should ask myself that?" Ren asked, dumbfounded. "Yes." The girl stepped closer to him, putting a hand on his shoulder. "We must leave now. Worry of none of this, for what you seek shall be answered soon enough..." She faded away. Ren stood in a dark void, and he could feel his soul being returned to his physical being. _____________________________________________________________ Ren opened his eyes, to see morning had already broke. But his eyes did not flinch, they stood open, for the sunlight had not affected him.

Chapter 2: Silence Silence. A single man rode his steed through a dark and deathly forest. He wore purple armor, gold trim and gold writing on it, a hood instead of a helm. A sword, of the looks of a claymore, rested on his back. The armor was light, yet strong, allowing horseback. The sky was lit twilight, and a strong tint of gold; however, the light did not shine into the dark forest, for the trees would reflect the light away. The trees also concealed what ever human needs: sound. Without sound, he cannot hear his surroundings, allowing for assassins and thieves to dwell in this dark place. For within the forest of Rycth, no man was safe from death. The silence did not bother the warrior. No assassin would have the courage, let alone the strength, to take him on. Nor would a thief...No extra precautions taken, he slowed his horse down even further, making a slow trod through a dimly lit pass. Ahead, he could see light, and nothing more. Relief flowing through him, he stroked the horses neck and smiled. A bird chirped, making him jump slightly. The first sound he heard for a long time. He knew what the light was ahead; it was either elves, whose light was pure enough to pulverize silence and recreate sound, or it was the first gate of Rycth, one of the several exits that eliminates one of the sinister features of the forest, which are silence, fear and sleeplessness. "You there," yelled he towards the figures, "halt, please!" The figures seemed to not hear him, and pressed forward. "Run like the wind, press forward like lightning, Lux, so I may catch up to these beings!" Giving Lux a tug on his reigns, he burst forward with incredible speed. He observed his surroundings, catching a glimpse of light within the hollows around him. Are they...All around me? He tugged Lux's reigns again, slowing him down. He jumped off of his steed, then tore his sword from it's sheathe, sparks roughly bouncing from it onto the ground. He slowly held his sword upright, gripping it's handle with both hands. The light he had seen was gone, but the light ahead was still there. Ren...Ren... He shifted around, swiftly spinning to observe his surroundings thoroughly, yet he could only hear the noise in the wind. His name... He quickly jumped onto Lux, then nudged him to the unimaginable speed, nearly rendering them invisible. The path he was on seemed not to end, but the light ahead got stronger. Faster and faster they went, Lux's hooves made no sound because of the speed they were in. Ren quickly raised his blade, as the light was coming closer at an unbelievable rate of speed... "Lnmryozhg!" Suddenly, an eruption of red light smashed into Ren, pulverizing him into the ground. Lux merely slid ten feet and fell, knocked out cold. Ren slowly rose. The figure was still a great distance away, building the power of the blast again. Ren jumped into a tree, jumping from branch to branch. "Lnmryozhg!" The blast met the tree, which erupted into pure flame, but Ren dodged it. He tore off his hood, throwing the fabric away. His blonde, neck length hair stood still, but his eyes could not, as they darted from side to side, looking for his opponent. One glowed of gold, the other glowed of red, but suddenly returned to a normal blue when he surveyed his surroundings again. "Yozxpuriv!" Ren jumped from a branch he located, dodging the spell with ease. Black flames engulfed the tree he rested on. Below, the instigator of this battle was visible. He jumped to another tree, withdrew his blade, and held out a fist towards thew burning tree. In a split second, the flames wore off. He jumped out of the tree, again taking out his blade. His enemy already had his out, a thin sword in a length of several feet. Ren...Ren... There's the noise again... Ren thought. "Surround him." The command was given in a cold and deathly tone, but he was immediatly surrounded by others, gathering by the hundreds. This time, he could hear the noise again, in the strength of hundreds of these beings... "Stop!" He clenched his head in pain. "No, no, NO!" He fell to his knees, dropping his sword. He gripped it harder and harder, as if he had a madly developing migraine... "STOP!" He grabbed his blade and, with a single slash, wiped out half of the group, whose bodies melted away in the wind. Still he heard the noise, and his life felt like it was being taken from him. He saw the light, eminating from the beings, and began to hack away at them, strong slashes and extremely fast. Thus, the noise disappeared. "Your power extends from here to all of the land..." Ren dropped his sword, and his arm began to shake violently. His fell, as his legs were weak; he could feel the coldness of his first opponents blade on his bare neck. "But you understand nothing of this power. Therefore, deliverence to Hell is necessary...Is it not?" He could feel the blade leaves his neck. "Lux!" Ren yelled to his horse, who rammed his enemy into several trees, tearing them down instantly. Ren then took out a second sword and shield, resting them on Lux's saddle. "Lux, find the exit and await me there. Await me there." He pointed the way out, and like a rocket, Lux took off, lightning speed. Thus Ren walked towards the wreckage. His enemy had not arisen, nor did he make an attempt to stop his horse. He took no extra precaution, as he walked towards the wreckage with his weapon by his side. Within the wreckage, the trees were not the only thing that had fallen; a crater was also within it. Yet, no man was within it, only a light, which went out. And the light extinguished, revealing a young woman of seventeen; she had many injuries, however her chain armor protected her chest. She held only a staff. The noise disappeared...Silence reigns again...This young woman... Ren ran to her aid, throwing aside his sword. Lux, Thought Ren, I was attacked by the Noiiz, and they possessed a girl in order to attack me...Return here, swiftly. He picked her up, and his arms shook with weakness; he then walked towards his sword and returned it to it's sheathe. Ren...Ren... The Noiiz continue to taunt me... With a neigh, Lux slid, throwing up dirt with the sudden stop. Quickly, Ren jumped on the horse, giving him a commanding jesture to leave the forest. _____________________________________________________________ Is man...Truly strong? Or insignificant part of the world, fearing the dark? Why do children fear the dark? Why do we not love anymore, instead rage with one another and hate? War? No man truly knows why, and we do not disobey our human nature...It's our nature to war, to hate...To love. We cannot stop these emotions, it happens. But there are some beings, those who give up their emotions, their fear and doubt...But they reach their downfall in time...Man wins, or what we imply as "Light," and we slay these foul beings...But man is not light. If we were, we wouldn't rage in war, or hate. These contradictions are always shunned ...Man refuses to listen. We are not truly strong. We are insignificant to our higher beings, those who created us. And we should thank them every day for our power, for everything. Man is truly a conundrum... Ren believed, that this statement, which ran through his mind day by day, was true...Man is darkness. But some light glimmers, a shining hope, someone that could light the darkness and return light... Whom shall I send? _____________________________________________________________ "Whom shall I send..." A dark voice replied, wrapped and concealed within a ominous black and purple light. The darkness around the light was strong, and it spread throughout the dark castle. A blood red moon revealed itself in the sky, tinting the darkness into a more sinister color. "The boy understands nothing, let alone remembers anything...His past has been obliterated, sent into oblivion by his own cruel wishes to forget...Thus, to moderate him, we must send what he banished, what he expelled from himself...And crush his soul into nothingness... "He, however, will not be persuaded by anybody. Therefore, I am not sending you to get him, Reviel...No, the Noiiz will do that. I can see we will fail that, too...But his anger must be increased to make him do what I want him to do...Therefore, hunt the exiles...You know of whom I speak..." The man named Reviel smiled, who had chin length red hair and a scar across his face. "Yes, mylord..." Instantly, darkness took him, teleporting him elsewhere.

Chapter 1: Bloodlust A single man stood on top of a high cliff. His body was cloaked, a strange red cloak with a golden winged cross on it. His hood was removed; his dirty-blonde, straight here wavered in the calm winds that passed through the area. His eyes were the simple color of red, a bloodlust was the still and frightening look upon his face. Despite this, the strange emptiness and peace upon the high cliffs were he stood relaxed him; the battlefield he looked upon made his body tense. A single castle, shrouded with a strange black mist made him shiver, along with his heart pounding with great fear. For where he stood, people were simply slaughtered like lambs, brutalized and dehumanized to the fullest extent. Ever since the beginning of Aegis. The beginning of everything--the beginning of life. "E caa oui...Yfyed...Cusadrehk...I see you...Await...Something..." The man did not flinch, nor did he turn to see what the strange voice was that was talking to him, rather, he simply listened to it. The voice only laughed in the silent night with the cold reply. "Lusa, huf, cbayg! Come now, speak ! " "Silence." The man angrily said. "I await Dawn. I stand here to only watch." "Come now, Vincent, watch?" The man did not flinch, but this time looked at the figure that approached him; however, it was not only one, but five people whom approached him, each with the same robe he was wearing. "Yes, watch...And I intend not to join this battle. This is not for us to control, nor is it for us to enter it. We have no business doing so." Vincent coldly said, turning his head back to the shrouded castle. "You were always a wretched warrior of the night," said one of the men, "And lately you haven't been taking part in any slaughters that we partake in. Not since--" "Not since I had to slaughter a child!" Vincent said, his voice booming with an echo upon the cliff. "Not since the day my soul felt like it was crushed and sent to Hell. Not since the foul smell of rotten flesh of the people we killed was inhaled into my nostrils. Not since my heart was shattered that night." Vincent stepped closer to the men. "And never shall I ever kill a child, or man, or woman, that were helpless and unarmed, never again!" "Vincent," A feminine voice spoke out from the five, "you never had a problem with killing the helpless before. What's with this sudden change of heart? Why betray us? You know as well as the rest of us we can kill you in a fight. You always were the weakest." Vincent's eyes filled with rage. Instantly, he drew his sword and stabbed the girl, piercing her heart. With a yelp of pain, blood spurt from her mouth, as Vincent easily threw her off of the cliff to her death. He breathed heavily, licking the blood off of his sword, revealing his sharp fangs and true nature. The others stepped back. "What's the matter? Can't win?" Vincent threw his blade onto the ground, then crushed it with a simple step of his foot, the shards of steel flying everywhere. "Now it's just me and my fists. Let's not forget my fangs." The four men withdrew their blades, the same steel blades that Vincent held, along with a dagger in the other hand, holding the daggers butt first for quicker and more effective strikes. Vincent only smiled and held his hand out in his battle-ready position. With a quick move, the four disappeared into the darkness. Vincent laughed, and jumped, smashing one of the man, making them come out of invisibility; as he was pummeled into the ground, he threw a kick in back of him, but to no avail as it was parried by the invisible blade. Vincent flipped back, dodging every sword swing with ease, parring the blade with the heel of his foot when needed. After the tenth parry, the blade came out of it's hidden form as it hit the ground. Vincent quickly jumped onto it and smashed it, the sword breaking it thousands of pieces with ease. Finally, he jumped into the air and landed gracefully onto the ground next to the disarmed man, grabbed him by the head, and swiftly bit into his neck. The shroud of darkness dissapated, and the blood began to pour everywhere onto the ground. The man fell; white as a ghost and dead. Vincent quickly grabbed the dagger of the dead man by the blade and threw it into the man that had been pulverized into the ground a while before, piercing his neck perfectly and without faults, pinning him to the ground to his death. Vincent stood back into his battle pose, as the other two rendered their invisibility into the darkness of the oblivion. Each removed their hoods; the first man was completely scarred on his face, his brown, fear-filled eyes shacking in terror, his face scowling to reveal decrepit, rotted teeth. His red hair was still in the night wind. The other man was revealed to have black, crew-cut hair with golden, blonde streaks running down it. His deep, dark blue eyes pierced the night with a great sense of evil. The simple frown on his face and the scowl on the scarred man's face simply made Vincent silently chuckle under his breathe. "What's funny, Vincent?" The scarred man asked. "The fact that you are going to die?" "That scowl you are giving me...Wipe it off of your face. Or rather, allow me!" Vincent jumped at the man grabbing his neck and tore away at his neck, blood gushing everywhere. Vincent threw him onto the ground, drinking the rest of the blood that rested in his mouth. The dead man's face was full of shock, and was purely white. The blonde man scowled, holding the steel blade out towards Vincent's exposed neck. "Do you want to die a silent death here? Or would you like me to take you back to the kingdom where you can be slaughtered by the king?" "Neither. Because I'm not the one whom will die!" Vincent swiftly punched the sword out of the grip of the man, throwing his fist into him, pulverizing him into the cold ground. The man's back only slid and tore apart the ground for a few seconds, but flipped and regained footing. With a swift sprint, he grabbed the sword from the ground and stabbed Vincent. Vincent grabbed the blade that pierced hi stomach. His breathe became colder, and his eyes became deathlike. Slowly his heart failed, and slid down to the hilt of the blade. His breathing stopped. The man felt a slight relief inside of him, but he felt a strange...Pain. His eyes began to fall to droop up, and he began to violently shake. "So munt! So munt! Ramb sa! Ramb sa! My lord! My lord! Help me! Help me!" Slowly, he became numb, and he shook violently still. "Fro ryja oui vuncygah sa? Fro? Why have you forsaken me? Why?" The man shook stil, trying to release himself from deaths clutches. "Fro? Fro...Why? Why..." Slowly, his shaking stopped, and died, falling to the ground with an echoing thud. Vincent wiped the blood off of his face, then removed the sword from his stomach. He smiled. "Idiot. You should no vampires don't die...That is, if you don't tear our heart out..." Dawn finally was coming. Vincent had not noticed! He quickly ran to the ledge, and gasped in horror. The legions of men where already slaughtered, and thousands of the red cloaked men began to walk back. This fight was a diversion. As dawn slowly came, the castle released a strange, black smog into the sky to stop the sunlight. Vincent scowled, as he began to walk away from this deathly scene. As he walked away, he could smell the burning flesh of the murdered people.

Prologue: Sorrow of the Dirge And so darkness prevailed. It ruled...Killed...Visions...Blinded...Truth...Tore...Hearts... And the only thing heard in the Obliterated torn sky, was the sad and mourning Dirge's cry... Dirge's cry... My memory is...Shattered... Shattered... Entwined with it's...Lost past... Entwined past... The deathly night of the last... Deathly night... The brutal frigid air, the silent fright... Brutal fright... My power grows weaker tonight... Weakened power... Like a blazed, burned flower... Burned... The Dirge is welcoming... Dirge... It calls to me... Calls me... The Dirge...My lost past... In this deathly battle, of the last... Dirge...Death...Loss...Entwined past...Burned...Blaze...Lost...Last...Power...Phoenix... Phoenix... _____________________________________________________________ And the battle raged. Four warriors of the silent night. Sorrow. Power. Death. Horror. Man of light...Man of darkness...Man of Twilight...Man of Dawn... The earth quacked. Rain pounded down onto the cold ground as the four fought. Blades strike. Flames spawn and rage. A cry in the night. Dawn fell. Three remain. Raging power. The earth quaked. Sorrow in the night. Twilight failed. Two fight. The Dirge echoes in the night. The brightness of day destroyed. Light devoured. Deathly night. Everything is falling. Darkness shrouds. Light was defeated. Light had failed. And then remained darkness... _____________________________________________________________ What is this...This strange sensation...Is it...Light? My light... Eternal fright... Darkness shrouded me... Visions cloud my mind... Power is what I shall find...My desire... My light... My desire to fight... The Dirge... The...Vision...Of the...Phoenix... The Phoenix...The Cerberus...The Caduceus... All give me...The power to fight... Demons take flight... As the Dirge wails in this deathly night... _____________________________________________________________ The man in white armor arose from his spot, and the man in black took up his blade... Striking from the left, striking to the right, they both swung blades that feared night. Each strike quaked the earth. Their blades became Entangled. Both breathing normal, not faulty, despite that they were restless... But finally, one final strike of the two blades... Blasting them back... They both rushed each other, one final attempt... Only to end up in a two pronged blow. The lands quaked one last time, the warriors spat blood in the deathly hour...Their fight. Their strengths devoured, by the eternity of the darkest hour... No more pain. No more sorrow. Apathy ruled. Darkness failed, too. Then remained none. _____________________________________________________________ Pained souls, wretched night... You are dead, can no longer fight... Fight... Dawn failed... Dawn... Twilight fell... Twilight... Light ended... Light... Darkness found light... Lux and Tenebris... Darkness found it's untimely end... Darknesses end... The four warriors fell... Four fell... This land...Hell... Hell... That light... Caduceus... That fight... Cerberus... Was...Caused by... Sorrowful light, eternal night, the four dead warriors, Demons take flight. Dawn. Twilight. Light. Devoured by darkness. All. Compelled. Posessed. By the... Phoenix. Phoenix... A remnant of all... Sol's eternal creation will fall... The one with absolute light within, The power to overcome all Sin... Cerberus. Cerberus... Wisdom in heart, pure soul... He is not whole... But his heart shall guide his way, To the pure light of today... Caduceus. Caduceus... She shall be the healing light... The one who will guide both through the night... The one who shall heal all and ease the pain, The one to defeat the descendant of Cain... Through it all... Memories are lost... Broken... These memories... Shattered memories... Memories of the deathly night... When shall they be found? In The deathly hour of the Sorrow of the Dirge...

To everyone, Good to write again. Ah, I know I take forever to get back in the flow of writing, but I've been busy. Only on the weekends can I post now, and thus shall be many chapters per weekend. This IS the remake of the Dirge of Caduceus and The Dirge of Phoenix. I came up with the final title with my friends--bless their hearts--who said I should use the title when I said "Scourge," and "Cerberus," while fooling around. The title really does match what happens later on in the second and third parts, so why not? :P Bear in mind, once chapters are accumulated, the story will be long (Whoever reads my stories knows what I talk about). Also bear in mind this first post has this notice, and I'll [eventually] put a FAQ's section and a table of contents, plus authors notes. But I feel like writing again, so therefore this won't be for a while. Happy reading! Sephiroth_King

+1 And yes...It's the only FPS he ever mentions. :lol: @henman: No one has mentioned a Wii...Well, it's a PS3 and X-Box 360 question thread. I don't see Wii in the title.

Name some? And don't you DARE say Resistance, please. I enjoyed CoD 3 as well. (To a certain extent) I may not own either of the systems, but I would get a 360--the library is wider and fun. :) (i.e., Halo 3, fun for online, I personally think 360 owners should at least play it.) And whats with the random insult to Bubsa? I've never heard him speak leet ever. EVER. He speaks truthfully, and doesn't mean it in any harsh way at all...Maybe you need therapy, reaper. :-k

if i lived in california i'd probably get it today :( If you lived in California you'd unfortunately be on fire. o_0 This game absolutely rocks. As usual.

+1 Beat the game already, everything obtained...Gold ship... @Lionheart: Don't be ashamed; the instructions are EXTREMELY vague. Like the last level...Can't remember the name, I'll edit if I rermember. :wink:

Dude, thats enough. No offense, but this story is old, and stories DON'T HAVE SEASONS. You wrote in your Author index that this story was popular. Put in it, instead, "This story got extremely annoying after two days, but I'm gonna put it's popular anyway!!1" (And ADD THE 1) This story gave the library a bad name when it started. So I think it's time to stop. (I may not be writing a lot, but I'm planning to. Sephiroth_King will reign in the library again.)

My main thought is that that was the biggest run on; ever. I personally think the game series won't be called "Halo" anymore, and will develop into something new. Something about the planet you see after the MC goes into Cryo. The game series isn't Halo anymore, the game ends off at the beginning of Marathon, a game made before Halo. Well, from what I've heard it's gonna be named Forerunner. :-k Marathon was a game already created by Bungie, [supposedly] taking place during the future of the Halo games. Those are rumors, however. Forerunner is an APRIL FOOLS joke by Game Informer, an early one to be exact, and Game Informer released the joke during an April 1st magazine...Maybe a year or two ago? http://digg.com/gaming_news/Bungie_DENIES_Halo_3_%E2%80%98Forerunner%E2%80%99_rumor http://nikon.bungie.org/news.html?item=15312 I remember Bungie also saying their next project isn't Halo related... :-k It's funny what an April fools joke can do to a fan... :lol:

Yup. I remade it. And still am. Just busy, and I can only write on weekends...So be prepared this weekend. I mean it. :P Enjoy...