Post by Zephyros on Jul 22, 2013 16:16:33 GMT -5
Long ago, where the great wars of Man took place, the many creatures of the world were hunted and slaughtered. Their mothers and fathers were used for food. Their brothers and sisters were used for weapons. Their sons and daughters were used for hides. The poor, peaceful creatures of the world had no weapons of wood or stone to defend themselves. The poor, peaceful creatures knew no words or language to plead for their lives. They ran to the forests, but man uprooted them. They swam to the seas, but man over-fished them. They burrowed and hid, but man always found them. They had nowhere to run. They had nowhere to hide.
The poor, peaceful creatures banded together. Mothers and fathers, brothers and sisters, sons and daughters banded together. They took to the oceans and swam to the north. They took to the seas and swam to the icy caps. The poor, peaceful creatures swam to the icy glaciers of the world, where Father Amnitrix's brilliant rays of power created the plentiful oceans. The poor, peaceful creatures cultivated the endless power of Father Amnitrix's brilliant rays of strength.
The poor, peaceful creatures banded together. Mothers and fathers, brothers and sisters, sons and daughters banded together. They took to the earth and burrowed deep. They took to the ground and swam to the core. The poor, peaceful creatures burrowed to the deep core of the world, where Brother Enlil created gravity and balance. The poor, peaceful creatures absorbed the immense pressure of Brother Enlil's gravity and balance.
The poor, peaceful creatures banded together. Mothers and fathers, brothers and sisters, sons and daughters banded together. They took to their legs and roamed the plains. They took to the plains and gorged on the dead. The poor, peaceful creatures took to the bloodied battlefields and devoured the dead; the creatures which were shaped by Brother Zasmalsa. The poor, peaceful creatures devoured the corpses of the dead and gained Brother Zasmalsa's power of Creation.
The poor, peaceful creatures banded together. Mothers and fathers, brothers and sisters, sons and daughters banded together. They took to themselves. They took to themselves and combined their bodies. The poor, peaceful creatures fused with one-another; shaping evolution. The poor, peaceful creatures hatched from their cocoon, and gave birth to Apex.
The poor, peaceful creatures were no longer poor.
The poor, peaceful creatures were no longer peaceful.
The poor, peaceful creatures were Power.
The poor, peaceful creatures were Balance.
The Poor peaceful creatures were Creation.
The poor, peaceful creatures were Apex.
The poor, peaceful creatures were Ultima.
The poor, peaceful creatures were Dragon.
The poor, peaceful creatures banded together. Mothers and fathers, brothers and sisters, sons and daughters banded together. They took to the oceans and swam to the north. They took to the seas and swam to the icy caps. The poor, peaceful creatures swam to the icy glaciers of the world, where Father Amnitrix's brilliant rays of power created the plentiful oceans. The poor, peaceful creatures cultivated the endless power of Father Amnitrix's brilliant rays of strength.
The poor, peaceful creatures banded together. Mothers and fathers, brothers and sisters, sons and daughters banded together. They took to the earth and burrowed deep. They took to the ground and swam to the core. The poor, peaceful creatures burrowed to the deep core of the world, where Brother Enlil created gravity and balance. The poor, peaceful creatures absorbed the immense pressure of Brother Enlil's gravity and balance.
The poor, peaceful creatures banded together. Mothers and fathers, brothers and sisters, sons and daughters banded together. They took to their legs and roamed the plains. They took to the plains and gorged on the dead. The poor, peaceful creatures took to the bloodied battlefields and devoured the dead; the creatures which were shaped by Brother Zasmalsa. The poor, peaceful creatures devoured the corpses of the dead and gained Brother Zasmalsa's power of Creation.
The poor, peaceful creatures banded together. Mothers and fathers, brothers and sisters, sons and daughters banded together. They took to themselves. They took to themselves and combined their bodies. The poor, peaceful creatures fused with one-another; shaping evolution. The poor, peaceful creatures hatched from their cocoon, and gave birth to Apex.
The poor, peaceful creatures were no longer poor.
The poor, peaceful creatures were no longer peaceful.
The poor, peaceful creatures were Power.
The poor, peaceful creatures were Balance.
The Poor peaceful creatures were Creation.
The poor, peaceful creatures were Apex.
The poor, peaceful creatures were Ultima.
The poor, peaceful creatures were Dragon.
