Post by Archer on Jun 16, 2006 9:38:33 GMT
Parmecia; A usually peaceful continent, now wracked with War and Oppression. Throughout the land, Saiyan camps were set up, the major cities had fallen to the might of the armies, the Saiyan’s allied with the Zolan Land Dragonians. Great pillars of smoke rose from the various cities, as homes of those who resisted were torched to the ground. The Saiyans had won the land of Parmecia.
As Kilix flew swiftly across the waters of Pyrite Sea, the first thing he saw was the smog; almost like a dark symbol hanging over the inhabitants of the land. It wasn’t thick, you couldn’t choke on it, but it was noticeable, the usually clear sky of Dragonia tainted with suffering. Even before he saw the coastline drawing closer, or the first of the Saiyan camps on the continent, he had seen the smog.
The coastline approached rapidly, and as soon as land had been seen, so had the impact of the Saiyans. Kilix touched his feet down on solid earth, which was strewn with decaying bodies and broken bones. Even this far from the Parmecia/Zolan border, the Saiyan menace had exerted its full force. And even some of the Dragonians themselves.
Kilix looked around for a moment as his comrades caught up; Kilix had been flying the fastest, being without passengers. He looked down upon the graveyard before him, and pitied. How could any race be so cruel…
Kilix had now been filled with a new menace; a new inspiration. He would not let anything this vile and corrupt rule over a planet as beautiful as this. His eyes were filled with anger, as his feet took off from the ground again. Whether the others were coming or not, Kilix was heading in for the full assault.
As Kilix flew swiftly across the waters of Pyrite Sea, the first thing he saw was the smog; almost like a dark symbol hanging over the inhabitants of the land. It wasn’t thick, you couldn’t choke on it, but it was noticeable, the usually clear sky of Dragonia tainted with suffering. Even before he saw the coastline drawing closer, or the first of the Saiyan camps on the continent, he had seen the smog.
The coastline approached rapidly, and as soon as land had been seen, so had the impact of the Saiyans. Kilix touched his feet down on solid earth, which was strewn with decaying bodies and broken bones. Even this far from the Parmecia/Zolan border, the Saiyan menace had exerted its full force. And even some of the Dragonians themselves.
Kilix looked around for a moment as his comrades caught up; Kilix had been flying the fastest, being without passengers. He looked down upon the graveyard before him, and pitied. How could any race be so cruel…
Kilix had now been filled with a new menace; a new inspiration. He would not let anything this vile and corrupt rule over a planet as beautiful as this. His eyes were filled with anger, as his feet took off from the ground again. Whether the others were coming or not, Kilix was heading in for the full assault.
