Gandiral
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Zee the Blood Paladin
Zee was a regular paladin, he wore the standard paladin armour while he wore the paladin’s benediction, a red cape, and what most paladins had, the Blade of Destiny.
After a few years, people began to realise that Zee had exceptional talent, he started to notice as well and wanted answers as to why he was such an outstanding warrior. For months, he went and looked for an answer, yet he found nothing and always turned up at a dead end. Finally, a hooded elder whom he never met, approached him as he sat and moped since he felt he would never get an answer to his question. The elder walked towards him, sat beside him and spoke in such a poetic way that it stuck to Zee like tar, and for the first time in what felt like an eternity, he felt as if he was full, and not hungry for answers.
Zee went to a mystical library, and when entered he could see that each book glowed with a blue aura and the pages were white as snow. Overwhelmed, Zee walked to a person sitting at the front desk and asked for assistance. The hooded person agreed, then pulled out a book with a red glow, making it almost identical to the ones on the shelf. The book now sat on the old rugged steel desk. The person told Zee, in a low, raspy old voice to place his hand on the book and swear he would trust the essences existing within the library to guide him to where he goes. Should he break the trust, the consequences would be devastating and all good fortune would be nonexistent, and his life would be turned upside down. With that in mind, Zee trusted the essences wholeheartedly and let them guide him to where he needed to go. Finally, they stopped and he could open his eyes. A book was floating right in front of him, a book identical to the rest, as if it were just one copy of millions.
Zee took the book and opened it slowly and apprehensively not knowing what to expect. He opened the book and was left astonished as the results were not what he expected. As he read further, he found that he was from a bloodline of titans which explained his extraordinary power. Why he is human is because one titan went and married a human hero which resulted in the creation of Zee. He found out that he was abandoned because for titans it was blasphemous to marry anyone and they would be forsaken, and thus Zee could not be known as a descendant of a Blood Titan bloodline. He furthered his reading and learned so much more about his bloodline and his ancestors, his possible power, and learned about his legacy.
Zee brought the book back with him to his quarters in a small castle where he stayed for most of his life. Luckily, he was surrounded by thousands of acres of land that was exclusive to him, and him only. Here, he used trees as targets and channelled his power from within and followed the book's directions exactly. One step forward, slice downward from left to right, slice up, lunge, and stab. Zee practiced. And practiced. Zee started with the basics, then gradually worked his way up to more challenging techniques. Finally, he mastered his newfound energy and felt like he was on top of the world. Still following the paladin morals, he decided a new armour was to be fitted for him as he embarked on a new journey.
Zee’s first mission on his agenda was to go to the blacksmith and have his paladin armour changed a little, changing the silver base colour to red, and the gold base to silver. Zee looked at the armour, thinking that it didn’t fit quite right, so he said to add a loincloth. Usually, the blacksmith must go to the tailor and request that a loincloth is specially made, but luckily the blacksmith had one already in stock and fitted perfectly, almost as if it were fate. Still not feeling right about the armour, Zee said to the blacksmith to add more detail to the shoulder plates, arm guards, leg guards, and finally the breastplate. On the end of his boots was a little spike which he thought he could use to kick his enemies with to weaken them. He also needed a weapon with the same colours as his armour, a fallen angel head on the end of the axe, in between the blades of the axe. After he was content with his armour, he went to the tailor to get his loincloth and his cape fitted and coloured correctly. Unfortunately, the loincloth ended up being a little big so Zee needed a belt. Consequently, he found that there was one already attached to his armour and just needed to be unclipped.
Finally, Zee had his armour that he adored, which he didn’t realise would become so well renowned that he wouldn’t be able to go anywhere without someone identifying him as a person. However, his beautiful red and silver armour was not the reason for him being so notorious. Rather, it’s the fact that he has so much power that he could be claimed as a “saviour” of Lore from all the evil and get rid of it all, yet he doesn’t choose to do so.
However, his fame was more of a curse than a blessing, he became so well renowned he was number one on everyone’s annihilation list. Bounty hunters were tracking him down and trying to slay Zee while he slept so peacefully in the comfort of his bed, in what he thought was an isolated location. Somehow, people started to find out where he lived, fans started to exasperate Zee, whereas the bounty hunters were not so irritating. This quickly went from bad to worse. The amount of followers that Zee had pushed his sanity to a breaking point, everything in his life was chaotic. He had nothing. No peace, no silence, no sanity, no friends, no privacy. Everything he longed for was nonexistent. Pushed to the limits, Zee used a titan stomp so powerful it would immobilise everyone up to a one-mile radius for a few minutes which gave him time to escape.
Rage built up inside of Zee, he wanted to terminate everyone that got near him regardless of affiliation with him. This rage was caused by the unending pestering of fans, him being alone, but above all else, people did not appreciate his new found ability. What people did, was they took Zee for granted and everything that he was, this got on Zee’s last nerve. He was a ticking time bomb, waiting for one last thing to set him off before he went on a destructive rampage. That night, he decided he needed to be isolated and have some time to himself.
Zee decided he would go to the place where it all began. The paladin headquarters. He went there at night knowing very well that it should be as empty as a ghost town. He found an angel sitting on some steps leading to the training area. The angel wore white and blue robes with a white hood, gripping a staff so tightly, and from what he could see the angel’s skin was appeared to be blue. The staff was unique, it was grey in colour with the head of a lifeless seraph at the end, yet the wings on either side of the head were so lively, it almost seemed like they moved. Zee approached the angel slowly, analysing to see if the angel would attack or just sit there. The angel spoke to Zee in such a poetic way, it seemed familiar, yet so foreign to him. But the way he spoke didn’t disturb Zee, it was what the angel knew that freaked him out. The angel knew of everything that occurred, the fans, the followers, the hunters, the invasive privacy, he knew it all.
The angel told Zee that he was his guardian angel. However, that wasn’t the point of the visiting, rather it was to offer Zee a position as a high paladin in the angel realm and become known as an “Ascended Paladin.” Zee was confused and asked why he was chosen as there were other paladins with more loyalty to good. The angel told him that he was under surveillance for quite some time, being lead to understanding his past was no accident. Holes in his past were left there for a reason. Still not understanding, Zee asked why they chose him. The angel told him that although his power was a factor, his mother that was claimed to be a hero was actually, in fact, an angel which is why Zee was far more powerful than Blood Titans.
After some time Zee finally agreed, the angel rose from his spot and started to levitate with his arms in a bent “v” shape and had a beam surrounding him. The angel then pointed his staff to Zee and the beam transferred and was now around him, he too began to levitate and noticed his red and silver gear turn white and gold. His axe now had a living angel head on it, wings then sprouted from his back, and had some armour around the top of his wings. Zee’s pupils seemed to be nonexistent and only the sclera of the eye was present. Zee’s past, whether he remembered it or not flooded his brain. He could identify his parents by face. He was taken to a paladin named Arryd to train as a paladin. He then became a paladin. Growing up, kids made fun of him for being different. Then, everything else he remembered, finally the memory of his life was complete.
Zee, flew through the ceiling, leaving a massive hole in the ceiling, the angel followed.
Zee was not seen again for some time. When people see him nowadays, it is for a short time before ascending back into the angel realm where he often dwells in his own chambers, undisturbed. Zee is now the general of the angel army and uses his powers for good and protects the weak, as a paladin he still protects his fellow comrades in times of danger, it’s just paladin instincts, though. Zee’s legend still lives on to this day, some people still see him from time to time, but for nothing more than a few moments. However, he usually shows himself to fellow paladins, new and old. Who knows, maybe you will see Zee, or maybe he will be your guardian angel one day.
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Sincerely your friendly paladin,
Gandiral
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