Here’s the background story i’ve created, i’ll insert WIP in between these stories, just in case you get bored with the story…my english isn’t good so please bear with me if you saw some mistakes, but i do really hope you read it, I spent a long time doing this, thanks.
Andromalius-[i]The Seventy-second Spirit in Order is named Andromalius. He is an Earl, Great and Mighty, appearing in the Form of a Man holding a Great Serpent in his Hand. His Office is to bring back both a Thief, and the Goods which be stolen; and to discover all Wickedness, and Underhand Dealing; and to punish all Thieves and other Wicked People and also to discover Treasures that be Hid. He ruleth over 36 Legions of Spirits.
[/i] Half a millenium ago, during a slighty more peaceful moment in the Cgsociety history, The Council leaders decided to further expand their military base to prepare themselves for the uncertain future. They went to the uncharted lands in the North, where the violent storms and tundras were born everyday. They thought it would make a good spot, despite the unforgiving weather conditions, it would also provide them a natural continuous defense against any invaders. And as they reach deeper inland, they come across the most unexpected thing. A young incubi child, sitting alone in the midst of the storms, yet unharmed in the slightest. Curious, they moved closer to inspect him.
And they saw that his 3 eyes was perfect obsidian black, gentle and innocent, yet also cruel and devoid of pity. His ears are pointed and his skin was was white as porcelain, glowing with magical aura, yet there is something incredibly eerie about it.He has two human arm, but the other equipped with a delicate and deadly claws, slithering like a parasite that clings to the host, grasping on a dead serpent. As young and harmless as he was, there is something profoundly sinister to him. They do not understand how but they knew that this mysterious child would be their perfect ally, or their greatest nemesis, and so they took the risk and adopted him. "Andromalius" he cried.
Over the years, he has constantly surprised his mentors. His mastery of arcane spells is awesome and terrible to behold, for how can one manipulate the ethers of magic so effortlessly within such a period of time is incomprehensible. But of all the different elements of magic, Andromalius true mastery is the Darkness element, the most frightening element. With the aid of the gauntlet, Bazaroth, he achieved superior control over darkness that is unsurpassed by anyone before him and unlikely anyone later. With no more than a whim, his Dark magic will engulf, smother and deconstruct any physical things before him and all ethereal beings will dissipate into nothingness, even magic barrier will be dissolved into the void. Thus, there no armor or magic barrier that he could not penetrate. The only offside to this is that it drains his stamina rapidly should he uses it frequently, and that's where his artefact weapon truly shines.
The gauntlet is not just a magic weapon, it is also one malevolent living being. At the wielder's command, it morphs into a terrifying shape that suit's the combat situation, shaping itself into an armor harder than diamond to protect the wielder and into a deadly array of scythes ripping apart armor and flesh as if they were papers, pulsating vigourously as it does so. And as it scrapes through the armor and flesh, it leeches the victim's soul, ensuring their death and in return replenishing his own vitality and stamina.The shape shifting nature of the weapon means it could shape itself into the tiniest needle and twist and coil into the opening of any armor and strike the lethal blow. Fortunately for victims, the gauntlet is a close combat weapon, with a reach of 12 metre radius, but surely that is already too dangerous.
Surely, someone with such terrible power will evoke fear even to the bravest of Leaders. Worried that he might betray and destroy the Cgsociety, the council has secretly sent him to numerous impossible mission that were considered suicidal, without revealing much information to him. Only to return alive and well with mission accomplished, because as evil and destructive as he might seem, Andromalius knows his benefactor, and that's where his loyalty ever lies.
Pleased with his outstanding performance and loyalty, the council reward him by inscribing a forbidden rune on his back, to grant him elemental protection. But to everyone's horror, the spell backfired. Andromalius was blasted a few metres away and began wriggling in the floor with agony. Everyone raises their weapon and prepared their spells, anticipating the worst as they watch him undergoing a strange transformation. Andromalius began to kneel on the floor, with both hands on the ground exposing his bare back. His skin began to bulge and started to tear, in an instance, 8 snake-like being began to emerge from his back. One of the council couldnt wait for the transformation to complete, he hurled a lightning bolt towards the snakes, immediately one of it counter blast it with a spell of the opposing element and rendered the the bolt null. As the snake was about to follow up with another blast, Andromalius raises his hand to halt it, he whisper with a cold silvery voice, "no one hurt shall hurt CGsociety".
Slowly he stood up, and strange looking runes began to appear everywhere on his body. He began to pace towards an open field while inspecting the emerging runes. As his footsteps stopped, the 8 slithering snakes began to rose up higher, and within a split second, each of them furiously unleashes spells of different elements into the open air. Whether this is the result of the rune or something inside him as awaken none would ever know. The council looked in awe and disbelief, yet terrfied at the same time, it took little intelligence to realise that this frightening combination of powers must make Andromalius the most dangerous Invoker of all time. There was a moment of silence, before Andromalius suddenly teleports back near the council Leaders. He looked at them for a moment, then he knelt before them and said, "I am complete". From that day onwards, nobody ever questions his loyalty.
For the past century, intergalactic war has been raging between 9 planets, but the Cgsociety Leaders have never sent him out to war, instead he was tasked to guard the grand fortress of Cgsociety, and leave the wars to the machines and other soldiers. But with the occurence of the current 3rd Dominance War, the leaders decided that they could not afford to lose this war, with everyone deprived of war machines, they cannot spare reserving any warriors, having the secret of technology will assure their victory among all. This time they need to dispatch their most powerful units to achieve this, and who better than Andromalius in accomplishing such impossible task? After he is the most capable "to punish all Thieves and other Wicked People and also to discover Treasures that be Hid".(see quote)
Just before Andromalius depart to infiltrate the wormholes, a dozen of unknown warriors arrived near the entrance of the fortress. To be able to bypass the sentries and guards to arrive so far, they must have been formidable opponents. But just as they were to take another step, they stopped immediately upon the seeing the appearance of Andromalius and their breath halted as the embodiment of death finally emerge. His presence caused the air to hum with sinister energy that would humble even the vilest demon.
Many of the mortal opponents immediately gave up their fight before even the battle begun, for looking upon his eyes is to see the vision of their death within the depthless abyss. There are a few, if any, managed to resist the dreaded vision and continue to stand in resilience. But it is within the instance of his movement, that any sign of survival is shattered. For his movements possesed a sinuous grace, married with an impossible precision that filled his enemy a mixture of awe and horror. In one swift execution, the warriors were sliced apart, and their souls empowers his malevolent energy. The leaders saw the entire scene and smirked.
If they had any doubt that he would win the war, they faded at that moment.
“We’ve won the war”
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Lastly, i really couldnt think of any weapon that could really kick everyone’s ass, i saw people using swords and spears, these weapons have their pros and cons and they are too common, i mean c’mon how many of us have sword immediately pop out in our mind as the artefact weapon? So i thought, why not have a weapon that could morph into whatever weapon that’s most suitable for the situation? So there you go, a shape shifting massive gauntlet that could morph into a bow unleashing volleys of sword shaped arrows, or into a comfortable mattress after a long day battle…
so anyway, here’s the first draft!
