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Since the dawn of time, Death has always held the chilling grasp of fear over all, except over one being.
This being is known by many names, The King Of shadows, The Destroyer of souls, The Creator of Darkness, The Demonic Dark Lord, ect.
This being is not afraid of death for the reason that death is afraid of he.
The reason for this is a long long...somewhat long story.

How this being came to be you ask?
Death has never felt the company of another soul like his own, so he decided to create one.
He had trained his creation, his apprentice some might say, in the ways of all the most brutal fighting styles and magiks ever!
Over time the warrior had grown into an unstoppable being of darkness, not even the greatest of paladins could even come close to matching his power.
The paladins knew that if they couldn't stop the warrior the the entire world would plunge in to darkness.
With no other choice the paladins gathered all of the elder sages they could find, they created a realm to confine the warrior and shackle him there for eternity.
They succeeded in casting him down in to the realm but their spells had not enough strength to hold him in place.
They closed the portal before he could escape the realm.
And they knew that he shall one day be free again to spread darkness upon the world.

Confound now to his new realm he knew that he would have to make it his new home for the time being.
So he shrouded his new home, his realm, with darkness and twisted it in to a plain of pure evil.
He raised minions to do His bidding, ones that may leave the plain of darkness in to the mortal realm, and they caused much damage.
And they had caused the paladins a great deal of great sorrow for trapping their master as well.

Death was proud of his creation, It had brought much joy to him, seeing all the despair it had caused.
But Death then realized something...joy? Death was feeling a human emotion, he could not believe it!
A godlike being such as Death feeling such a petty emotion! It disgusted him!
He was then disgusted in his creation for making him feel such a way! So he planed on destroying his creation.
But what Death was unaware of is that his creation foresaw his master turning against him. He was ready for him and he knew he was more then powerfull enough to defeat him.
And so they did battle, the battle lasted 100 moons and Death was nearing his limit, while the warrior, his power kept increasing.
Death had created the perfect being, a being that he himself was unable to destroy.
But Death wasn't going to give in just yet.
With the very little strength Death had left, He sealed the powers of his creation and Imprisoned him into a mortal form.
Then Banished him to the mortal realm. Ending the battle for told.

But that is not the end of our story just yet.
The warrior now, stripped of all but one of his powers, now walks the world searching, lurking, hunting for a way to gain revenge upon his old master.
And Death is watching too, but in fear.

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We are a group of metal heads, the outcasts of society.
We who are not afraid to stand out in a crowd.
We work as a team, to help each other out.
And we shall be victorious in many wars.
Join us for our names will be known throughout lore.

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Leader: Neshamaruu
1st Capt: Link12509
2nd Capt: Buckweat31
3rd Capt: Demon Ruin50
4th Capt: MikeDrago360
5th Capt: Moelkk2
6th Capt: Shadow Wolf Titan

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