Through action,a man becomes a hero. Through death,a hero becomes a legend. Through time,a legend becomes a Myth. And by learning from the Myth,a man takes action.
Knight: *falls to a knee* "My brothers." *he calls out* "We cannot let this injustice go unpunished." Ghost 1: *appears before the knight* "And what will you do? Fight them alone?" Knight: "If I must, then I will. I took an oath." Ghost 2: *appears behind the knight* "As have we all, brother." Ghost 3: *appears to the left of the knight* "And none of us have broken it." Ghost 4: *appears to the right of the knight* "So tell us, brother. What is it you seek?" Knight: "As much as I want to exact justice, I am not strong enough to defeat our enemies. I need your help." Ghost 1: "We know." *he lets out a small laugh* Ghost 3: "And we know how you plan to do it." Knight: "Then why..." Ghost 2: "To make sure that your questions comes from your heart." Ghost 1: "But there is a small catch." Ghost 4: *the knight looks up with a confused look* "Let us just say, that helping you, does not come without a price." Ghost 1: "If we help you, then none of us, including yourself, will see heaven, hell, or anything else." Ghost 2: "We will all cease to exist." Ghost 3: "And maybe only be a memory to the living." Knight: "If we succeed, and are only a memory, then we will live forever in a different way." Ghost 1: "Well spoken, brother. If this is what you want, then our courage is yours." Ghost 2: "Our speed is yours." Ghost 3: "Our strength is yours." Ghost 4: "And our skills are yours." *the knight feels the powers from his brothers in arms enveloping him, coursing through his veins* Knight: *rises to his feet* "Now, we have a chance of peace and justice, for the people we swore to protect. No matter the cost." -Me
Suddenly the knight realised it might not have been such a good idea to light several dozen candles, then keel down and put his balls close to them while wearing metal armour.
"They are trying to KILL you!" "And they're failing. Spectacularly, might I add." "This isn't a GAME!... Just. How long are you gonna keep fighting like this?" "As long as I have to."
Give a man a reason to fight he will conquer the greatest of odds Give a man a reason to live he will protect it at all cost Try to take those whom he holds dear You shall suffer a destiny that frightens all
@@redblade5556 you say a mere mortal, but you know those immortal's where once mortal's as well. X) But someone, somehow give them the reason to become what they had become.
"Who was he?" "They called him a hero." "Why was that?" "Because he did a good deed." "What was the deed?" "They say he kept a promise... and held it to his dying breath" "Did it change much?" "No... but a deed needn't do much to make a great change." ... "Will he be remembered?" "Perhaps for a time, but all men are forgotten eventually. However, his actions will echo long after he's gone, contributing to a legacy that will one day touch the stars." -Cannon Fodder
@@Regirelic but of course. Only by pushing towards the danger can we truly defeat it! Sure some will die, but though we perish, we will live on through our comrades, those we protected, and everyone we loved.
No matter how long we have to fight, no matter how doomed we are, we don't stop. We don't know when to quit. And that is what makes us strong. That is what makes us human.
How many years ... Have I fought ? ... - looks around at the swords or the fallen - how many more years must i fight ? ... To safe guard this place from those who are foolish ... - sighs - it does not matter any more ... For i will continue to fight no matter how long it takes
-“Are you afraid of death.” -“I'm afraid of what I don't know.” -“Then do not be afraid, with our death we will save the unknown destiny of our homeland and sail to endless seas while our names echo in eternity.”
End thee kneel beneath hopeless sprawl, Cast thy moment long that crawl. Of deeds now uttered, loose to fade Thus the craft of war and trade And fell from naught by dread or fear But solemn vow worth to hear To give such all and spent the grave Now spread the words of the brave.
"Look After them for me okay?. They need guidance in this broken world and I wish i could see them grow up into the heroes We dreamed they could be." Speaking into the radio as he removes his helmet and looks onto the battle torn terrain and looks up to his opposing enemies approaching him. "I know you all will complete. What I never could. I Will always be with you." The grimace face of the captain stared down at him. "That's all you got." He leans against the desk and placed his hand onto the screen. A Voice called out. "Self Destruct imminent." all The enemies tried rushing out and the doors locked them in. "You will not hurt my kids." He Stared as he watched the last ship fly out of orbit. A solitary tear running down his face as the Tower Ignited in an explosion. The kids watched and were swallowed by sadness as they watched their mentor, their guardian, their friend sacrifice himself for them giving them a chance at a life he could never have. "Watch over us. Korso."
"Each sword represents a life lived, and a soul taken. Who's to say you will be any different?". The Great Creature spoke, the hall reverberated with its voice, swords littered the room, some rusted from age, others still polished and shined. "I don't know if I will be, but I must try, not only for myself, but for all that walk this cold, cruel world." The man spoke, catching his breath and using his sword as a crutch. "Then show me your resolve, foolish human, let those naïve words be your last." The creature laughed again. They clashed again and again, the clangs of steel echoed throughout the hall. Eventually the clanging ceased, and all noise stopped. The battle had ended. Everything that needed saying had already been spoken.
There is good. There is great. And then there is EPIC. Like this incredibly EPIC music piece. Oh, the depths of it!!!! It's loaded with all those hidden gems, string, piano, drums, choir, stunning melodies... it's all there. AND THEN it will take you on a wild and powerful rollercoaster ride of EPIC emotions. Every time you think, you've got it, it takes you on a different turn. It's surprising. It's beautiful. And it is absolutely unapologetically EPIC in every way. THIS is why I love music. Thank you @Epic Music World and THANK YOU @Emil Nilsson. Absolutely fantastic.
@@emilnilssonmusic Please please please do!!! You truly deserve it!!! I was literally just stating a fact. I cannot wait to hear what you will come up with next. Until then, I'll be replaying this one over and over and over again!!!! ;-)
Dude, listening to this gave me a brand new story idea. Thank you so much!(Thanks to whomever made this song, and thanks to this channel for posting it.)
Just yesterday in our roleplaying campaign, the knight of the group received a very special armour. After the ceremony he took another oath; to retake and revive a city that had been overrun by demons centuries ago. This fits just so well. For those interested: We're playing old-school AD&D 2nd Edition in the Forgotten Realms, the year is 1389, and he wants to free & rebuild Myth Drannor. :D
Being someone you want always came a price. What is the price, you may ask? Lets say that its something that you care. On my case, I lost my love of listening to musics. And in return, I turned out to be a good father. To my sons and their sons, always remember, whatever you do, whatever you accomplished, whatever you get and did not get, you always pay the price, for the ghost of your ancestors will rise and collect something inside you. when i wrote *on my case, i lost my love of listening to music* i meant nightcores and old original musics
Break me down. Knock me over. Take my shield and shatter my sword. Beat me and chain me down. But I will rise each and every time. I will rise to protect what's mine. And I will fight until the fight us over. That's a promise.
✨Thank you for this one I Love the candles🔥 😌..💙Praise God it's another Good night for hanging out and vibing so Hey have a Beautiful Safe Peaceful night💙🔥.Give the Lord some Praise💚 🗞️ 🕯️He's Good All the Time🕯️ Rejoice Everybody alot of Prayers went up to the Lord today from alot of Peace to Love..Something we all need in our everyday lives...Praise Thank and keep him first💚 I LOVE YOU...✨
Every soldier has their fears when at war. But one that keeps them up at night, makes them take that one more step, that one more charge into death itself. Is the fear that they will fall and there will be nothing left between them and their homes. So they fight until the crack of dawn, into the dead of night all for the hope that the line is held and no war comes back to their home.
@@sandragrecki6283 thank you too, I love spending time on those premiers and talking with you and the community. It was fun and I hope to see you next premier 😄
Part 4: Into the Breach, Unbroken Blades, Children of the Flames Eckhart sidestepped past a strike and slashed the daemon's neck open. They had passed the first wall, and were currently pushing onwards to the second line of defence. 5th comapny had split off to flank around, so the Lord-Captain only had his 2nd. "Set up firing positions. Barricade both flanks and turn the centre into a killzone." They were stranded. Unable to push forward, dutybound to not go back. He parried another blade and brought his sword up in a decapitating strike. His company was comprised of veterans, one of three veteran companies. Besides his, 1st and 6th were also elite companies, but his was the only one that ever made it to full strength. "Get heavy weapons set up on the barricades!" Another enemy rushed at him, but he struck first now. Its lifeless body fell at his feet. "And where are the shields?" As he asked, three squads stepped forward, shields raised. Behind them, others placed their guns on the shoulders of their shield bearing brothers and opened fire. Eckhart nodded at Ordil "Start pushing at your command." Ordil nodded at his Lord-Captain "Step!" The line took a single step forward, pushing the horde of daemons out before them, then slamming their shields into the ground to form a wall. As they halted, the brothers behind them opened fire again. "Step!" They repeated the process, the daemons now weary of them, but unable to halt them. if they got a soldier, the one behind him took up his shield, and the one behind that one would take the place in the second rank. "Step!" They were moving too slow. The daemons were recovering, pushing back. They were not nearly as effective or organised, but they had sheer numbers on their side. "Lord-Captain, we can't keep this up!" Eckhart nodded for a moment. They were too few. He sliced open the stomach of another daemon and surveyed the battlefield, then opened his communication channel. "This is Lord Eckhart on the eastern approach, immediate reinforcements requested." Lord-Captain Donatio Heard the request and he saw his chance. 6th company had been sitting in reserve for the past weeks, biding their time. And Donatio was done waiting. "Telleport strike on the eastern approach. We're going to war." A flash of light, like a lightning strike broke the battlefield apart. 2nd company had been warned and had thus been prepared. The daemons had not been. They were blinded and disoriented for a moment, which grew to become surprise as 6th opened fire into their ranks. They were clad in heavy terminator plate, and brought heavier firearms to bear. As such, they created several openings in the mass of onrushing daemons. Openings the line of 2nd company were quick to utilise. Eckhart and Donatio met for a brief moment on the battlefield, and silently gave eachother a nod. Then they turned towards the enemies as one and lead the charge towards the second line of defence. They were faltering. Drenmar knew it and Arkio knew it. Karion Arkio gave the older Lord-Captain a nod "So this is it then?" Verdin Drenmar smiled and reloaded his gun, now standing back to back with the younger Lord-Captain "In a blaze of glory then?" They moved as one. Drenmar lined up shot after shot from close up, bodies being torn apart by the explosive ammo, while Arkio moved his shield to intercept any blows directed to his friend, and used his axe to make short work of the attackers. Lieutenant Etrus Fein joined them, sword raised "4th is down to 30 men. We're covering 18th company's retreat, as you ordered." Arkio looked over at Drenmar "I can't convince you to go with them, can I?" The old man shook his head "And leave all the fun to you? Not on your life." They were being overrun, that much was clear. Their brothers stood in a thin line, about to break, when the ground shook. Ancient Urastes towered over his brothers as he moved the machine that housed his body. The old Dreadnought focussed his sights on the thin line of Blades still holding the line further on, and charged. The Ancients had been roused to war, and near fifty of the venerable warmachines now charged forward, followed by two full companies in support. They cut through the daemons' lines like a mastercrafted blade through flesh. Urastes still fellt the rage and the statisfaction of a kill. Yes, he would drive himself onwards, into the heart of the enemy. Arkio smiled beneath his helmet. The Ancients were a magnificent sight, and even more so in the momentum of a charge. It was up to them to not be outdone. He rallied the remnants of his company, and gave his orders. "Blades of the Last Light, Children of the Flames of the Burning Planet! Charge!" They echoed his order with a warcry "Duty! Loyalty! Retribution!"
@@Didierpelupessy Did you improvise this story spread out across these videos or is it like a little book project. Either way it's pretty cool and does give some great D&D or story inspiration.
A brave Knight who will lay down his life for you no matter what happens, if he fulls on one knee he will get right back up and start swinging his sword over and over to come back home to see you again, Knight like that should be called (HEROS)
For the 1% of people who read this article, I hope you will succeed in your life even more, a great and meaningful music video.❤️😍 You make great videos every day, I always support you❤️
A warrior isn't born....a warrior is made by blood sweat and efford.....try to be a warrior yourself and protect those who you think is the most special in your life....protect them at all cost make them happy make them comfortable underneath their skin and respect those who deserve it
Surrounded by swords of your brothers, you scarcely can recall their visage, and yet... merely looking at them, can you recall exactly who they were. But how is it even possible? To be able to recall such detail that you should not be able to know? You reach out and touch the sword of your brothers. Hilts and blades quite still warm from their firey blood and determination. As you walk through a graveyard of swords that each belonged to a brother, stretching as far as the grey fog would allow. For here, there is nothing but swords, stabbing into earth. Eventually, you come to a sword that is different from the others. It is surrounded by candles and glowing ever so faintly. As you kneel to touch the sword, you can feel a close bond with the brother that this sword belongs to... though you can't remember any reason to feel such sentimental value. You kneel in front of the sword, and gently pull it's hilt towards you, ever so gently. A thought, rings out. Louder than any thought. You feel these words in your bones, in your very soul. "How long must I fight?" The voice speaks. "As long as you must." Came a reply not unlike your own voice. You look over your shoulder and see the ghosts of the brothers standing behind their swords. Blue flamed candles illuminating their spectral bodies in eerie glow. Yet for every ghost, they all share a single face... yours. Then you realize suddenly... they are not brothers to you... they *ARE* you. The voices you heard were nothing short than self reflection in a cosmic sort of way. You stand, as your ghastly selves smirked slightly. "A warrior must fight when the times call for it." They chanted. You look forward to your sword held in hand, As a new ghost rises up where the candles had been lit. He smiles, as he gently lays his ghostly hand on your shoulder and says, "the times when the hardest decisions must be made, are the times when you will make the best decision. Fight hard, live hard.... and die harder." You nod your head, as your ghostly selves reach for their swords and raise them high and chant it back. "LIVE HARD, FIGHT HARD! BUT ALWAYS! DIE HARDER!!!" though you question many things still, the ghastly graveyard, and why is it full of only yourself and no others... you push them to the back of your mind as a bright light envelops you, and you soon fade in consciousness. When you awaken... you are no longer in a graveyard of swords, nor a graveyard at all. You lay in a field of grass. Trees behind you sway and creak in otherwise silence as a pleasantly warm and gentle breeze sways through you. In your hand, you hold a sword, unlike the ones in the graveyard... or was it? The memory fades as quickly as you try to think about it. Before long, it is all gone. You get up from the grass and begin walking, to where? You don't know, but it is all merely begining. Unbeknownst to you, the ground in which you awoken from, the grass was singed in the appearance of a large and ornate sword, a sigil burned into the earth to mark the journey that you would undertake once again.
Amazing how the picture is made so realistic and the music and the instruments that are being used are making it so amazing not only amazing but out of the world. thank you for uploading this kind of videos 😊
We are the White Rose We are sworn to Duty; Loyalty is our watchword We will protect our Charges; We will Guard the homefires. We are the White Rose We are the Red Rose We are sworn to Battle. We we are sworn persevere in the faces of our Enemies, we will raise our Swords We will Hold the Line. We will strive Forward. We, will Endure the horrors of Battle, so others will not suffer that Need We, are the Red Rose. We, are the Yellow Rose We are Honor, We are Vigilance For the sake of our Ruler, we will stand at his back Guard his every Side, Protect his every Step We are the Shield against Harm We are the Ward against Darkness We are the Yellow Rose We are the Blue Rose We are the Impossible. When others say it can not be done, call upon us When others say the risk is too great, call upon us When others have tried and failed, call upon us When the task MUST be done, call upon us. We are the Blue Rose.
no matter how long i have to fight, no matter how many times i die,i will not lose hope or give up, i will continue to fight until my last dying breath, until my heart stops beating, for honor, for glory, for one, for all, blade always drawn until i bid thee farewell...
My father once told me that in life you ether Win or you Learn the L does not stand for Lost the L is a Learning experience, you learn from it and you make it a Win RIP Dad
I follow you my Lord to the end of time till my last breath my last Hart beat with you there's no end to infinity and beyond loyal truth Justice Amen 🙏 Nameste ❤️ Shalom 🌟 Victory and s yours last Man standing your will not mine mission acomplish like I promised my life is yours your truth last Man thank you for the honor is your your glory forgive them and don't forsaken them don't you cry father was ok see you soon together again there is nothing you can't do thank redemption is mine
I'm losing my mind. I skipped the previous song on my "Wedding Processional Music Mix" playlist and this is what played next.... Is this supposed to be music for walking down the aisle? I'll admit, it would make for an UNFORGETTABLE wedding processional!!
Extrait du livre " les chroniques d'Eliantia" : Argo se tenait à genoux, du sang coulait de son ventre et des commissure de ses lèvres, cependant la rage n'avais pas quitté ses yeux, il se pencha légèrement vers l'avant, croisa les bras, posant ses dagues sur ses épaules, prêt à se battre. Atsuhiko chargea, utilisant sa compétence "vitesse divine" pour prendre de court son adversaire. Argo reçu un coup de genou en plein visage, recula d'un pas, puis de deux. Atsuhiko enchaînait les attaques sans s'arrêter. Soudain, argo bloqua le rapière de son adversaire à main nue, gelant la l'arme jusqu'au pommeau, forçant Atsuhiko à lâcher. Puis, sans attendre, il l'attrapa à la gorge, dépassant de ce fait la vitesse divine, puis activa sa compétence unique "glaciation". L'air de la pièce se rafraîchit, des cristaux de glaces voletaient, la glace recouvrit petit à petit le sol, les mur, le corps de Argo et bientôt celui de Atsuhiko. Lorsque la brume de glace se dissipa, Nyla et Lyria découvrirent leur ami prisonnier d'une fleur de glace. Il avait encore une fois sauvé le pays qu'il détestait et qui avait tout fait pour L'abattre et ce, simplement pour sauver celle qu'il aimait.
"an oath had been sworn that day. the day that young boy took up the old mantle of a knight. the mantle that boar the weight to crush men or the strength to raise them. he took the oath just like the ones before him and the ones after. you may ask why but its simple because a knight is someone who will be a tireless warrior for the people behind him. he will be their shield and sword that cuts away the monsters that hunt in darkness and offers shelter to the weary who seek support. a knight is a beacon of hope a beacon of strength but most of all a represents the peoples hopes and dreams for the future. a knight paves the way foreword with out expecting thanks or praise. for that thanks comes when a new boy takes the oath to continue pulling the chain of hope foreword. " - The sworn oath the Knights of Catharan
The last knight who protect a box that has his love inside it. For Billion years he protected the box. Rumours at first then became a legend. In the end you became a myth my Warrior. And they say he will always keep continuing doing so until the end of time or his love came out from the box. Some say they saw a Knight move with a big box across the mountains, some said he was in the desert. Some say this and that but what we all know, he will keep fighting for his love. Then came a man with a fezz and a bowtie came with a big blue police box. -yes I’m talking about Rory Williams and The Pandorica with Amelia in it.
si pelear seria un tiempo y si tiempo fuera pelear dar lucha dar esfuerza dar todo nuestro limite dar todo de vosotros dar la ultima fama de fuego se niega apagarse porque No importa cuánto tiempo tengamos que luchar no importa cuantas batallas pelearemos siempre ganaremos con nuestro ultimo aliento I fight would be a while and if time were fighting to give fight to give effort to give all our limit to give everything from you Giving the last fame of fire refuses to go out because it does not matter how long we have to fight no matter how many battles we will always win with our last breath
“I think Misrost will always have those willing to give their lives for the welfare of their nation. They don’t think much of politics and its debates, and they surely don’t want anything in return. Their highest hope is to achieve freedom for the countries in our region, and then return to live normal lives: work to earn a living, find love, and raise good families. They want to live, but as free honourable men, not slaves. This is why they postpone their personal dreams and accept living like strangers and outcasts. Regardless of all debates, opinions, political analysis, and empty talks, those persons will always form the cornerstone upon which all traitors break. They are the stone that shall grind the reasons behind your fears and concerns to dust. That’s because such persons never stop until they make what’s right prevail or die trying. Unlike what their enemies think, their death is never the end, but it’s always the beginning of something bigger, something stronger. Their legacy is like a candlewick, it dies, but the candle’s light remains. Otherwise, why do you think we are all here at this moment?” -Qotazio (The lost way to Misrost)
In a capital city, being attacked by a powerful army, the guards of the city and the army stationed there can't hold they're position for more times . A knight gravely injured in a damaged armored in his knee on a temple right in front of a statue. Knight: we are greatly outnumbered, the wall will not resist forever, oh God please helps us in this time of need, I don't care if I and my brothers die because of this but give us the strength and will to defend this city, this people, let us defend what's right at least this time let me and my brothers make our duty. Then, suddenly after the knight started to go again to the frontline, a voice along with 5 ghost with armor say: we shall help your people but the sacrifice that you will have to do is more than what you are willing to pay, you and your brothers will be exiled from heaven. The knight shocked for all the situation, stayed quiet for a minute or two, and then he responds to the ghost: even if not all of my brothers pay for this I will pay it not matter what, I will defend this city, this people, this nation with my life even if my soul ends vanished from existence. The ghost clearly satisfied with his response says: bring the best warriors tou know that you know that will pay this price. After the ghost end the knight immediately run towards the walls, after 20 minutes the same knight with even more injuries and hes armor more damage enters with 12 knights more, he kneels before the ghost and says: this are my brothers that are willing to pay. The ghost a little surprised for the amount smile and says : then we shall begin, please kneel and pray with your heart and when you finish the power that you search will be yours. All the knights kneels and star to pray immediately. Meanwhile the first knight was praying the ghost says to him: even I am surprised with your people, I didn't expect so many Haha. After that 10 minutes of praying and silence, Suddenly the ghost says, loudly almost screaming: GO MY KNIGHTS, SAVE YOUR PEOPLE AND YOUR CITY ! The knights open their eyes to see that all of their wounds are healed and armors reappeared, they look even better than before the battle, all of them amazed for what they see wanted to ask what the ghost did but when they get up an search the 5 ghosts for response they find that the ghosts already vanished from the world. The knights immediately went to battle, a ferocious and deadly one. After three more days of battle they won but the 13 knights disappeared as soon the battle ended, no one knows were they went the only thing that they left behind it was a sword in which is written "when the dark attacks again pray, and we will return because we promised protect this land for the eternity " From that day they are remembered as the guardians of the city, the ones who look to the abyss without fear. The eternals. If there's a grammatical error pardon me, I am not a native speaker.
Thank you EMW for sharing my music. Looking forward for our future release. I can't wait to show the @EpicMusicFamily :)
Can't wait for your next peice of art
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Through action,a man becomes a hero.
Through death,a hero becomes a legend.
Through time,a legend becomes a Myth.
And by learning from the Myth,a man takes action.
Even in kids movie, there was a song "Get inspired by the shine of brightest stars", ergo stars from myths even.
This will be used in our d&d campaign ty
@@theSixPathsOfTrains me too
No matter how long until the title becomes a novel
always trying my best with them :D
@@EpicMusicWorld_Official oh we can tell hahaha we can tell!!! ROCK ON YOU EPIC BASTARD!!!
@@Ravresthegamer why be mean
@@trailguard. no one was mean lmao
Say less
Knight: *falls to a knee* "My brothers." *he calls out* "We cannot let this injustice go unpunished."
Ghost 1: *appears before the knight* "And what will you do? Fight them alone?"
Knight: "If I must, then I will. I took an oath."
Ghost 2: *appears behind the knight* "As have we all, brother."
Ghost 3: *appears to the left of the knight* "And none of us have broken it."
Ghost 4: *appears to the right of the knight* "So tell us, brother. What is it you seek?"
Knight: "As much as I want to exact justice, I am not strong enough to defeat our enemies. I need your help."
Ghost 1: "We know." *he lets out a small laugh*
Ghost 3: "And we know how you plan to do it."
Knight: "Then why..."
Ghost 2: "To make sure that your questions comes from your heart."
Ghost 1: "But there is a small catch."
Ghost 4: *the knight looks up with a confused look* "Let us just say, that helping you, does not come without a price."
Ghost 1: "If we help you, then none of us, including yourself, will see heaven, hell, or anything else."
Ghost 2: "We will all cease to exist."
Ghost 3: "And maybe only be a memory to the living."
Knight: "If we succeed, and are only a memory, then we will live forever in a different way."
Ghost 1: "Well spoken, brother. If this is what you want, then our courage is yours."
Ghost 2: "Our speed is yours."
Ghost 3: "Our strength is yours."
Ghost 4: "And our skills are yours."
*the knight feels the powers from his brothers in arms enveloping him, coursing through his veins*
Knight: *rises to his feet* "Now, we have a chance of peace and justice, for the people we swore to protect. No matter the cost."
-Me
Our Likes are yours (great speech btw☝ I felt it, right in my chest. I'm ready to fight, side by side with you
That was perfect 👍👍
Great story❤️
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Nice part of a liddle story. I like it...
Suddenly the knight realised it might not have been such a good idea to light several dozen candles, then keel down and put his balls close to them while wearing metal armour.
I think that's his fist....
"They are trying to KILL you!"
"And they're failing. Spectacularly, might I add."
"This isn't a GAME!... Just. How long are you gonna keep fighting like this?"
"As long as I have to."
Give a man a reason to fight he will conquer the greatest of odds
Give a man a reason to live he will protect it at all cost
Try to take those whom he holds dear
You shall suffer a destiny that frightens all
If a mere mortal is capable of such…
How much more an immortal, whose skills have been honed since trillions of years ago?
Yet they have nothing to live for
@@redblade5556 you say a mere mortal, but you know those immortal's where once mortal's as well. X)
But someone, somehow give them the reason to become what they had become.
Those LAST key strokes of " Together We Stand " ..... brought a chill to me ... and a tears in my eyes!!!
Thank you so much for these nice words :)
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"Who was he?"
"They called him a hero."
"Why was that?"
"Because he did a good deed."
"What was the deed?"
"They say he kept a promise... and held it to his dying breath"
"Did it change much?"
"No... but a deed needn't do much to make a great change."
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"Will he be remembered?"
"Perhaps for a time, but all men are forgotten eventually. However, his actions will echo long after he's gone, contributing to a legacy that will one day touch the stars."
-Cannon Fodder
this in not mine, i just think it s great
-Cannon Fodder
Goddamn right you give cannon fodder credit. I saw this earlier freaking great quote! Excellent. Spread it. May it reach many men and women.
The humor, soul and seriousness of this post. :-)
Rest in peace cannon fodder
@@felixnyamongo Who or what is cannon fodder?
Like a Good Knight - Protect the Innocent
Like a Real Knight - Prepare to Die for the Innocent
prepare to kill the innocent
@@edwincolon4391 that's bad -works undetected for 99%
@@carlpetersson7816 thanks for the history lesson lol
Like a Great Knight - Fight to live on and protect tomorrow...and beyond!
@@carlpetersson7816 What carries more weight? Knowing what to die for? Or knowing what to live for?
Whoever reads this, KEEP PUSHING FORWARD, DO NOT STOP.
@_Prime_DZ don't stop running from that dragon that's coming towards us? Yea sounds like a good idea!
@@Regirelic but of course. Only by pushing towards the danger can we truly defeat it! Sure some will die, but though we perish, we will live on through our comrades, those we protected, and everyone we loved.
GGRRRRRRAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!
No matter how long we have to fight, no matter how doomed we are, we don't stop. We don't know when to quit. And that is what makes us strong. That is what makes us human.
How many years ... Have I fought ? ... - looks around at the swords or the fallen - how many more years must i fight ? ... To safe guard this place from those who are foolish ... - sighs - it does not matter any more ... For i will continue to fight no matter how long it takes
If you are reading this, I hope you know you are unique and capable of creating amazing things.
Wish you lots of health, happiness and success 💛💛💛
Thanks, You2 ;)
@@wiseguy5558 Thank you 💖💖
Thank you ❣ Best wishes to you🤗
@@georginaflorida2181 Thanks a lot, dear 😇💛
@@secretsoftheenlightenedmin5044 welcome 🤗
-“Are you afraid of death.”
-“I'm afraid of what I don't know.”
-“Then do not be afraid, with our death we will save the unknown destiny of our homeland and sail to endless seas while our names echo in eternity.”
End thee kneel beneath hopeless sprawl,
Cast thy moment long that crawl.
Of deeds now uttered, loose to fade
Thus the craft of war and trade
And fell from naught by dread or fear
But solemn vow worth to hear
To give such all and spent the grave
Now spread the words of the brave.
Is it yurs?? Cause this is majestic
Where'd u find this kind of poem... Plis tell me
If it is yurs then teach me🥺
Hello?? I can here to read this again
@@mololomuanlallian
Glad your back, son 👍
"Look After them for me okay?. They need guidance in this broken world and I wish i could see them grow up into the heroes We dreamed they could be." Speaking into the radio as he removes his helmet and looks onto the battle torn terrain and looks up to his opposing enemies approaching him. "I know you all will complete. What I never could. I Will always be with you." The grimace face of the captain stared down at him. "That's all you got." He leans against the desk and placed his hand onto the screen. A Voice called out. "Self Destruct imminent." all The enemies tried rushing out and the doors locked them in. "You will not hurt my kids." He Stared as he watched the last ship fly out of orbit. A solitary tear running down his face as the Tower Ignited in an explosion. The kids watched and were swallowed by sadness as they watched their mentor, their guardian, their friend sacrifice himself for them giving them a chance at a life he could never have. "Watch over us. Korso."
Is this a Destiny based story?
"Each sword represents a life lived, and a soul taken. Who's to say you will be any different?". The Great Creature spoke, the hall reverberated with its voice, swords littered the room, some rusted from age, others still polished and shined.
"I don't know if I will be, but I must try, not only for myself, but for all that walk this cold, cruel world." The man spoke, catching his breath and using his sword as a crutch.
"Then show me your resolve, foolish human, let those naïve words be your last." The creature laughed again. They clashed again and again, the clangs of steel echoed throughout the hall. Eventually the clanging ceased, and all noise stopped. The battle had ended. Everything that needed saying had already been spoken.
When injustice become the law, resistance become duty .( the white rose) This is an important quote to know , especially during our times.
There is good.
There is great.
And then there is EPIC.
Like this incredibly EPIC music piece. Oh, the depths of it!!!! It's loaded with all those hidden gems, string, piano, drums, choir, stunning melodies... it's all there. AND THEN it will take you on a wild and powerful rollercoaster ride of EPIC emotions. Every time you think, you've got it, it takes you on a different turn. It's surprising. It's beautiful. And it is absolutely unapologetically EPIC in every way. THIS is why I love music. Thank you @Epic Music World and THANK YOU @Emil Nilsson. Absolutely fantastic.
Wow! Thank you Sandra. Very kind words. These kind of reactions motivates me to write more epic music to share with you.
@@emilnilssonmusic Please please please do!!! You truly deserve it!!! I was literally just stating a fact. I cannot wait to hear what you will come up with next. Until then, I'll be replaying this one over and over and over again!!!! ;-)
I sat in Valor and Honor, only to rise to War...and realized peace is only in thy self and none other but those by my side
Knights Were History's Fiercest Fighters.
Knights were the most-feared and best-protected warriors on the medieval battlefield.
Everyone who sees this: You’re beautiful, and never give up your dreams, you are in this world for a reason! Lots Of Love
Dude, listening to this gave me a brand new story idea. Thank you so much!(Thanks to whomever made this song, and thanks to this channel for posting it.)
Thank you :)
Just yesterday in our roleplaying campaign, the knight of the group received a very special armour.
After the ceremony he took another oath; to retake and revive a city that had been overrun by demons centuries ago.
This fits just so well.
For those interested:
We're playing old-school AD&D 2nd Edition in the Forgotten Realms, the year is 1389, and he wants to free & rebuild Myth Drannor. :D
Being someone you want always came a price.
What is the price, you may ask?
Lets say that its something that you care.
On my case, I lost my love of listening to musics. And in return, I turned out to be a good father. To my sons and their sons, always remember, whatever you do, whatever you accomplished, whatever you get and did not get, you always pay the price, for the ghost of your ancestors will rise and collect something inside you.
when i wrote *on my case, i lost my love of listening to music* i meant nightcores and old original musics
Bruhhhhh
Break me down. Knock me over. Take my shield and shatter my sword. Beat me and chain me down. But I will rise each and every time. I will rise to protect what's mine. And I will fight until the fight us over. That's a promise.
Fight every day , the life is fight ⚜️
Is this a right wing dog whistle
As the mist cleared, the priest saw the figure- and he knew- that his god had answered- the champion, has returned to finish his quest.
Loved all of the tracks. Piano, violin, drums and Synth drop awesome 😍
Thank you so much Laura!
@@emilnilssonmusic your very welcome, thank you for the awesome tracks
✨Thank you for this one I Love the candles🔥
😌..💙Praise God it's another Good night for hanging out and vibing so Hey have a Beautiful Safe Peaceful night💙🔥.Give the Lord some Praise💚
🗞️
🕯️He's Good All the Time🕯️
Rejoice Everybody alot of Prayers went up to the Lord today from alot of Peace to Love..Something we all need in our everyday lives...Praise Thank and keep him first💚
I LOVE YOU...✨
@Ruth Gedamu Amen💫
🙋🏾♀️
This is what my guardian listens to when she's soloing Raids. She's really strong.
For Country & King, Knight's we are fighting!
Every soldier has their fears when at war. But one that keeps them up at night, makes them take that one more step, that one more charge into death itself. Is the fear that they will fall and there will be nothing left between them and their homes. So they fight until the crack of dawn, into the dead of night all for the hope that the line is held and no war comes back to their home.
I am a spark of life that dose matter in any place I walk i am a gift of hope drawing close the gift of God that called me a angel of hope
This is an awesome set of songs with the one the coolest artworks I’ve seen on EMW
Thank you for all that fun today!!! THAT was sooo good!!! Happy Monday!!!
@@sandragrecki6283 thank you too, I love spending time on those premiers and talking with you and the community.
It was fun and I hope to see you next premier 😄
@@connorg.3381 Me too!!! I'm sure we will. And give Grey some extra cuddles from me today :-)
@@sandragrecki6283 🤣🤣will do
Through the valley of darkness I walk lighting the way for others fighting for people who will never know my name
Part 4: Into the Breach, Unbroken Blades, Children of the Flames
Eckhart sidestepped past a strike and slashed the daemon's neck open. They had passed the first wall, and were currently pushing onwards to the second line of defence. 5th comapny had split off to flank around, so the Lord-Captain only had his 2nd.
"Set up firing positions. Barricade both flanks and turn the centre into a killzone."
They were stranded. Unable to push forward, dutybound to not go back. He parried another blade and brought his sword up in a decapitating strike. His company was comprised of veterans, one of three veteran companies. Besides his, 1st and 6th were also elite companies, but his was the only one that ever made it to full strength.
"Get heavy weapons set up on the barricades!"
Another enemy rushed at him, but he struck first now. Its lifeless body fell at his feet.
"And where are the shields?"
As he asked, three squads stepped forward, shields raised. Behind them, others placed their guns on the shoulders of their shield bearing brothers and opened fire.
Eckhart nodded at Ordil "Start pushing at your command."
Ordil nodded at his Lord-Captain "Step!"
The line took a single step forward, pushing the horde of daemons out before them, then slamming their shields into the ground to form a wall. As they halted, the brothers behind them opened fire again.
"Step!"
They repeated the process, the daemons now weary of them, but unable to halt them. if they got a soldier, the one behind him took up his shield, and the one behind that one would take the place in the second rank.
"Step!"
They were moving too slow. The daemons were recovering, pushing back. They were not nearly as effective or organised, but they had sheer numbers on their side.
"Lord-Captain, we can't keep this up!"
Eckhart nodded for a moment. They were too few. He sliced open the stomach of another daemon and surveyed the battlefield, then opened his communication channel.
"This is Lord Eckhart on the eastern approach, immediate reinforcements requested."
Lord-Captain Donatio Heard the request and he saw his chance. 6th company had been sitting in reserve for the past weeks, biding their time. And Donatio was done waiting.
"Telleport strike on the eastern approach. We're going to war."
A flash of light, like a lightning strike broke the battlefield apart. 2nd company had been warned and had thus been prepared. The daemons had not been. They were blinded and disoriented for a moment, which grew to become surprise as 6th opened fire into their ranks. They were clad in heavy terminator plate, and brought heavier firearms to bear. As such, they created several openings in the mass of onrushing daemons. Openings the line of 2nd company were quick to utilise.
Eckhart and Donatio met for a brief moment on the battlefield, and silently gave eachother a nod. Then they turned towards the enemies as one and lead the charge towards the second line of defence.
They were faltering. Drenmar knew it and Arkio knew it. Karion Arkio gave the older Lord-Captain a nod "So this is it then?" Verdin Drenmar smiled and reloaded his gun, now standing back to back with the younger Lord-Captain "In a blaze of glory then?" They moved as one. Drenmar lined up shot after shot from close up, bodies being torn apart by the explosive ammo, while Arkio moved his shield to intercept any blows directed to his friend, and used his axe to make short work of the attackers. Lieutenant Etrus Fein joined them, sword raised "4th is down to 30 men. We're covering 18th company's retreat, as you ordered."
Arkio looked over at Drenmar "I can't convince you to go with them, can I?"
The old man shook his head "And leave all the fun to you? Not on your life."
They were being overrun, that much was clear. Their brothers stood in a thin line, about to break, when the ground shook.
Ancient Urastes towered over his brothers as he moved the machine that housed his body. The old Dreadnought focussed his sights on the thin line of Blades still holding the line further on, and charged. The Ancients had been roused to war, and near fifty of the venerable warmachines now charged forward, followed by two full companies in support. They cut through the daemons' lines like a mastercrafted blade through flesh. Urastes still fellt the rage and the statisfaction of a kill. Yes, he would drive himself onwards, into the heart of the enemy.
Arkio smiled beneath his helmet. The Ancients were a magnificent sight, and even more so in the momentum of a charge. It was up to them to not be outdone. He rallied the remnants of his company, and gave his orders.
"Blades of the Last Light, Children of the Flames of the Burning Planet! Charge!"
They echoed his order with a warcry "Duty! Loyalty! Retribution!"
I've been hopping from each of these videos to find the continuations of this comment. Keep up the good writing
@@Somebody-do8ee I will, nice to see people enjoy them
@@Didierpelupessy Did you improvise this story spread out across these videos or is it like a little book project. Either way it's pretty cool and does give some great D&D or story inspiration.
@@Somebody-do8ee I have the general outline of what is going to happen to everyone, and let the tone of the music decide the details
@@Didierpelupessy Niiiiice music is the best way to form a story. Excited to see what happens next!
A brave Knight who will lay down his life for you no matter what happens, if he fulls on one knee he will get right back up and start swinging his sword over and over to come back home to see you again, Knight like that should be called (HEROS)
I got hardcore chills form this one
Nice! :)
Beautiful thank you for making such a beautiful art and music with it..
I can wait!!.
For the 1% of people who read this article, I hope you will succeed in your life even more, a great and meaningful music video.❤️😍
You make great videos every day, I always support you❤️
Dang the music and image itself gets me thinking deep yo......
Those pain in the music💗
Okay but the thumbnails are out of this world what the hell
Another masterpiece, thank you.👍
This is dope!!
warrior mentality ! never give up
強さを引き出してくれる唯一無二の音楽。最強の称号を与えます。
いつもありがとうございます🙏🙏
１つの絵にいろんなストーリーが込められてますね😊🙇
どんなに強い騎士でも、闘いが長引けば膝もつきますね。
本当は膝はつきたくないでしょう。
重い鎧を着ても、信念とプライドで闘い続ける英雄もいたと思います。
自分の命が尽きるまで前に進み続けたことでしょう。
でも、争いは良くないです😊
お互いに得るのは悲しみだけです。
ちょっと思うんですね。
沼地の汚れた水を綺麗にしたいなら、どれくらいの時間がかかる？
底の泥をすくい、水を全部抜き、そこに生きてる生物を全て救いあげて？🤔
何度も水を入れ換えながら？🤔
どれだけの 年月がかかるんでしょうね？🤔
別の場所に新しく造れば？🤔
しかし、その沼地を綺麗な湖に変えたいと思うのなら？🤔
直ぐには出来ませんよね😊
沢山の人達が、同じ意識を持って手伝ってくれたなら？🤩🙌🙌🙌
時間も短くなり、楽になるような気がしますけど(*´ω｀*)👌
簡単にはいきません。
でも、そんな素晴らしい変容をとげた湖を見てみたいと思います🥳🥳
皆さんも私と同じかな？🤔と思いますけどね😊🙋(*´ω｀*)
独り言です😳🙏
A warrior isn't born....a warrior is made by blood sweat and efford.....try to be a warrior yourself and protect those who you think is the most special in your life....protect them at all cost make them happy make them comfortable underneath their skin and respect those who deserve it
Beautiful bravo 🎶🎶🎶🎶
Surrounded by swords of your brothers, you scarcely can recall their visage, and yet... merely looking at them, can you recall exactly who they were. But how is it even possible? To be able to recall such detail that you should not be able to know?
You reach out and touch the sword of your brothers. Hilts and blades quite still warm from their firey blood and determination.
As you walk through a graveyard of swords that each belonged to a brother, stretching as far as the grey fog would allow. For here, there is nothing but swords, stabbing into earth.
Eventually, you come to a sword that is different from the others. It is surrounded by candles and glowing ever so faintly.
As you kneel to touch the sword, you can feel a close bond with the brother that this sword belongs to... though you can't remember any reason to feel such sentimental value.
You kneel in front of the sword, and gently pull it's hilt towards you, ever so gently.
A thought, rings out. Louder than any thought. You feel these words in your bones, in your very soul.
"How long must I fight?" The voice speaks.
"As long as you must." Came a reply not unlike your own voice.
You look over your shoulder and see the ghosts of the brothers standing behind their swords. Blue flamed candles illuminating their spectral bodies in eerie glow.
Yet for every ghost, they all share a single face... yours.
Then you realize suddenly... they are not brothers to you... they *ARE* you.
The voices you heard were nothing short than self reflection in a cosmic sort of way.
You stand, as your ghastly selves smirked slightly. "A warrior must fight when the times call for it." They chanted.
You look forward to your sword held in hand, As a new ghost rises up where the candles had been lit. He smiles, as he gently lays his ghostly hand on your shoulder and says, "the times when the hardest decisions must be made, are the times when you will make the best decision. Fight hard, live hard.... and die harder."
You nod your head, as your ghostly selves reach for their swords and raise them high and chant it back. "LIVE HARD, FIGHT HARD! BUT ALWAYS! DIE HARDER!!!"
though you question many things still, the ghastly graveyard, and why is it full of only yourself and no others... you push them to the back of your mind as a bright light envelops you, and you soon fade in consciousness.
When you awaken... you are no longer in a graveyard of swords, nor a graveyard at all. You lay in a field of grass. Trees behind you sway and creak in otherwise silence as a pleasantly warm and gentle breeze sways through you.
In your hand, you hold a sword, unlike the ones in the graveyard... or was it? The memory fades as quickly as you try to think about it. Before long, it is all gone.
You get up from the grass and begin walking, to where? You don't know, but it is all merely begining.
Unbeknownst to you, the ground in which you awoken from, the grass was singed in the appearance of a large and ornate sword, a sigil burned into the earth to mark the journey that you would undertake once again.
Awesome... this was posted on my birthday. Thank you.
Amazing how the picture is made so realistic and the music and the instruments that are being used are making it so amazing not only amazing but out of the world. thank you for uploading this kind of videos 😊
Such an awesome mix, love it!❤
Thank you! :)
We are the White Rose
We are sworn to Duty; Loyalty is our watchword
We will protect our Charges; We will Guard the homefires.
We are the White Rose
We are the Red Rose
We are sworn to Battle. We we are sworn persevere
in the faces of our Enemies, we will raise our Swords
We will Hold the Line. We will strive Forward.
We, will Endure the horrors of Battle, so others will not suffer that Need
We, are the Red Rose.
We, are the Yellow Rose
We are Honor, We are Vigilance
For the sake of our Ruler, we will stand at his back
Guard his every Side, Protect his every Step
We are the Shield against Harm
We are the Ward against Darkness
We are the Yellow Rose
We are the Blue Rose
We are the Impossible.
When others say it can not be done, call upon us
When others say the risk is too great, call upon us
When others have tried and failed, call upon us
When the task MUST be done, call upon us.
We are the Blue Rose.
Going to get a nap but when I return I'm killing some Dragons in skyrim to this!
Hell Yes!
Totally gonna play this when I have to fight alduin while at 10hp with no potions left
No matter what, just keep moving forward...
Hell yeeeeah! Fight the good fight! Love this already!
no matter how long i have to fight, no matter how many times i die,i will not lose hope or give up, i will continue to fight until my last dying breath, until my heart stops beating, for honor, for glory, for one, for all, blade always drawn until i bid thee farewell...
My father once told me that in life you ether Win or you Learn the L does not stand for Lost the L is a Learning experience, you learn from it and you make it a Win
RIP Dad
2021 - The win is now and holding it for generations...
Thanks all!
Have a perfect days to all! 🙂
Very beautiful music
Thank you 😊
Thanks Emil Nilsson
Thank you for listening! :)
I follow you my Lord to the end of time till my last breath my last Hart beat with you there's no end to infinity and beyond loyal truth Justice Amen 🙏 Nameste ❤️ Shalom 🌟 Victory and s yours last Man standing your will not mine mission acomplish like I promised my life is yours your truth last Man thank you for the honor is your your glory forgive them and don't forsaken them don't you cry father was ok see you soon together again there is nothing you can't do thank redemption is mine
Amen🙏
I'm losing my mind. I skipped the previous song on my "Wedding Processional Music Mix" playlist and this is what played next.... Is this supposed to be music for walking down the aisle?
I'll admit, it would make for an UNFORGETTABLE wedding processional!!
awesome music.
Thank you Jose! :)
i would like for these to be on a movie
mehn i love them
I fight every day and i am more strong than before always thank you Kai and congrats to the creator 🥰👏🙏🔥🔝💯
THE GREAT PAUSE BEFORE VICTORY...
Nice artwork
Great music !
Thanks! 😊
💖🎶excelente 🎼
Nice Motivational Epic 💪💪💪
can you make a Big playlist in one video of your stuff again? I use your music for work xD
Extrait du livre " les chroniques d'Eliantia" :
Argo se tenait à genoux, du sang coulait de son ventre et des commissure de ses lèvres, cependant la rage n'avais pas quitté ses yeux, il se pencha légèrement vers l'avant, croisa les bras, posant ses dagues sur ses épaules, prêt à se battre. Atsuhiko chargea, utilisant sa compétence "vitesse divine" pour prendre de court son adversaire. Argo reçu un coup de genou en plein visage, recula d'un pas, puis de deux. Atsuhiko enchaînait les attaques sans s'arrêter. Soudain, argo bloqua le rapière de son adversaire à main nue, gelant la l'arme jusqu'au pommeau, forçant Atsuhiko à lâcher. Puis, sans attendre, il l'attrapa à la gorge, dépassant de ce fait la vitesse divine, puis activa sa compétence unique "glaciation". L'air de la pièce se rafraîchit, des cristaux de glaces voletaient, la glace recouvrit petit à petit le sol, les mur, le corps de Argo et bientôt celui de Atsuhiko. Lorsque la brume de glace se dissipa, Nyla et Lyria découvrirent leur ami prisonnier d'une fleur de glace.
Il avait encore une fois sauvé le pays qu'il détestait et qui avait tout fait pour L'abattre et ce, simplement pour sauver celle qu'il aimait.
Ok tu m'a donné envie de lire a nouveau ...je vais de ce pas le commander
@@ikikuroasawa2941 il est de moi, je l'ai pas encore terminé et je sais pas si je vais le publier
@@joak9755 oh j'espère avoir la chance de le lire quand tu vas le publié bonne chance :)
One will fight till death...life is the name of fighting forever..
"an oath had been sworn that day. the day that young boy took up the old mantle of a knight. the mantle that boar the weight to crush men or the strength to raise them. he took the oath just like the ones before him and the ones after. you may ask why but its simple because a knight is someone who will be a tireless warrior for the people behind him. he will be their shield and sword that cuts away the monsters that hunt in darkness and offers shelter to the weary who seek support. a knight is a beacon of hope a beacon of strength but most of all a represents the peoples hopes and dreams for the future. a knight paves the way foreword with out expecting thanks or praise. for that thanks comes when a new boy takes the oath to continue pulling the chain of hope foreword. " - The sworn oath the Knights of Catharan
that was sooooooooooooo awesome!!!
Amazing,amazing 👏👏👏👏
great songs,!!!! amazing!!
I like the community in the comments of these videos. 💪😎
NICE LOVE IT
amazing
Time for a new Empire to rise
Spectacular🙏
The last knight who protect a box that has his love inside it. For Billion years he protected the box. Rumours at first then became a legend. In the end you became a myth my Warrior. And they say he will always keep continuing doing so until the end of time or his love came out from the box. Some say they saw a Knight move with a big box across the mountains, some said he was in the desert. Some say this and that but what we all know, he will keep fighting for his love.
Then came a man with a fezz and a bowtie came with a big blue police box.
-yes I’m talking about Rory Williams and The Pandorica with Amelia in it.
very good music epic
Fight to live... Don't live to fight
Unless you are Zaraki Kenpachi or a Saiyan!
@@DonMajio both maybe?
Could I use this quote?
@@backupaccount6341 if you want
Fantastic... 👍👍
Literally how I feel when I start my no death run in souls 1
No matter how far we fall...We will always fight
Épico 💙
nice :) song
Очень жду😊💟
Fabulous!🙂❤👍
Thank you! :)
si pelear seria un tiempo y si tiempo fuera pelear dar lucha dar esfuerza dar todo nuestro limite dar todo de vosotros
dar la ultima fama de fuego se niega apagarse porque No importa cuánto tiempo tengamos que luchar
no importa cuantas batallas pelearemos siempre ganaremos con nuestro ultimo aliento
I fight would be a while and if time were fighting to give fight to give effort to give all our limit to give everything from you
Giving the last fame of fire refuses to go out because it does not matter how long we have to fight
no matter how many battles we will always win with our last breath
“I think Misrost will always have those willing to give their lives for the welfare of their nation. They don’t think much of politics and its debates, and they surely don’t want anything in return. Their highest hope is to achieve freedom for the countries in our region, and then return to live normal lives: work to earn a living, find love, and raise good families. They want to live, but as free honourable men, not slaves. This is why they postpone their personal dreams and accept living like strangers and outcasts. Regardless of all debates, opinions, political analysis, and empty talks, those persons will always form the cornerstone upon which all traitors break. They are the stone that shall grind the reasons behind your fears and concerns to dust. That’s because such persons never stop until they make what’s right prevail or die trying. Unlike what their enemies think, their death is never the end, but it’s always the beginning of something bigger, something stronger. Their legacy is like a candlewick, it dies, but the candle’s light remains. Otherwise, why do you think we are all here at this moment?” -Qotazio (The lost way to Misrost)
In a capital city, being attacked by a powerful army, the guards of the city and the army stationed there can't hold they're position for more times .
A knight gravely injured in a damaged armored in his knee on a temple right in front of a statue.
Knight: we are greatly outnumbered, the wall will not resist forever, oh God please helps us in this time of need, I don't care if I and my brothers die because of this but give us the strength and will to defend this city, this people, let us defend what's right at least this time let me and my brothers make our duty.
Then, suddenly after the knight started to go again to the frontline, a voice along with 5 ghost with armor say: we shall help your people but the sacrifice that you will have to do is more than what you are willing to pay, you and your brothers will be exiled from heaven.
The knight shocked for all the situation, stayed quiet for a minute or two, and then he responds to the ghost: even if not all of my brothers pay for this I will pay it not matter what, I will defend this city, this people, this nation with my life even if my soul ends vanished from existence.
The ghost clearly satisfied with his response says: bring the best warriors tou know that you know that will pay this price.
After the ghost end the knight immediately run towards the walls, after 20 minutes the same knight with even more injuries and hes armor more damage enters with 12 knights more, he kneels before the ghost and says: this are my brothers that are willing to pay.
The ghost a little surprised for the amount smile and says : then we shall begin, please kneel and pray with your heart and when you finish the power that you search will be yours.
All the knights kneels and star to pray immediately.
Meanwhile the first knight was praying the ghost says to him: even I am surprised with your people, I didn't expect so many Haha.
After that 10 minutes of praying and silence,
Suddenly the ghost says, loudly almost screaming: GO MY KNIGHTS, SAVE YOUR PEOPLE AND YOUR CITY !
The knights open their eyes to see that all of their wounds are healed and armors reappeared, they look even better than before the battle, all of them amazed for what they see wanted to ask what the ghost did but when they get up an search the 5 ghosts for response they find that the ghosts already vanished from the world.
The knights immediately went to battle, a ferocious and deadly one.
After three more days of battle they won but the 13 knights disappeared as soon the battle ended, no one knows were they went the only thing that they left behind it was a sword in which is written "when the dark attacks again pray, and we will return because we promised protect this land for the eternity "
From that day they are remembered as the guardians of the city, the ones who look to the abyss without fear. The eternals.
If there's a grammatical error pardon me, I am not a native speaker.
Bruh... That sounded awesome...
Es muy bonito 💓