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I would love to join this "Alliance" and use my powers for something. Just add me in the conversation. In the meantime:

After years and years of Experiment X, it is finally finished. I may now assemble an army of lost souls. My army. My brutal, terrific army. My army of no bounds. I will crush the world with my mighty fist. Strength lies in numbers... I have also assembled my battle gear. A suit worn by only by the gods themselves. It is imbued with the power of the dead, and the everlasting works of myself. My first target: Those dreadful damned zombies. Their bite seems to have a reverse effect on me. With every bite, I grow every so slightly stronger. I will capture these magnificent creatures, and use them for myself. Then, the Humans die. No longer will this world be free. I will show the world the power of Uinen the Dark...

Obvious "rule the world" plot. But seriously, if you make any conversations involving this that I can be in, please add me. Much appreciated.

 

As I fight more Zombies in a village, I search a small caravan. As I sees a book, dusty, and front cover scarred, I immediately read it.

"I feared this day, as the Zombie Bites starts to corrupt my Magic, I wonder what could be keeping the group. I always thought Spiritual Purification wouldn't end...But now there's no hope for anyone. I only saw Arkaium a few weeks before the Apocolypse. The Temple is still kept untouched for an odd reason. O where is our leader?...Where is everyone..? I still feel strange everytime I killed on of those Zombies, the Plague weakened me, it made me forget who I am. As I just keep on going, I keep feeling weak day after day.. I just hope no one died in those few days as it is one of the two things that affect our whole group. I finally surrendered to a Necromancer after battling poorly. He imprisoned me in a Prison deep...deep into the depths of a Kingdom. I managed to escape to this weird village, only to find myself caught by the Necromancer." The next page is ripped and is spilled with blood.

I take the journal and continues on searching for survivors. Justicebringer was getting more bright for some reason...That's when I realised. My sword tracks Spirits, as I continue on, I eventually find a Temple. Entrance is immediately granted to me, as I walk inside, the place seems corrupt, full of darkness. That's when I see a Dark Spirit, it talked in a Demonic Language, but as I've been fighting these foul creatures for months, I picked up some of their language from them, and in a book...
"Rah! Choo oo ings light wo darkness, mov ba choo ill oly ind darkness n te world, choo ill ee elite knight, hahahahhahahah! eeee rquast battle."
"What?! You... who brings light into darkness, get out of here. You will only find darkness here, and in the world, you will be another Elite Knight of the Zombies, hahahahah I request a battle with you. I will surely win this fight."

The Dark Spirit jumped out of its Dark Cloud and quickly draws its sword. This will be quite a challenge! I said to myself.

 

''Baldulf.. is that you?''
Yes he said, and I forced myself to focus my vision on him. He was in fear, but I saw the will to fight in his eyes.
He was fearsome, but that is the reason I chose him to become an officer. Fear is true courage.

''Baldulf.. The only possibility I've heard to bring back ones soul and force it into the *garghh!* -the decomposing body, is dark magic connected to a human mind, who has sold himself to Satan. *cough! cough!* We must find this Necromancer and destroy him, kill him in fire.
Otherwise the whole mankind will be doomed, and the earth become nothing but dust. But we are not strong enough.. You must find me medicine, or I will die. I am in huge pain, and I can barely resist the urge to ask you to end it, my friend.
O-ooh.. t-that.. pesky herbalist, called Shax, he wants to let me die to rise his class, only thing that stops him is you. I know his kind. He made miracles during Black Death, he does have the skill.. You must enforce him to serve us, and make a journey with him to find me medicine. Or this will be the end. I-I'm co-*pukes blood* -counting.. on you.. Baldulf..''

I can no longer hold myself, and fall on bed, fainting again.

(Huehuehue)

 

(Why does everyone hate the herbalist? :( I only want to slaughter you all with potato cannons and basil!)
The King is getting worse and worse. Everytime I look at him, his face has turned into a deeper shade of purple than before. I can't even ease the pain, not because I don't know how to, but because that pesky and somewhat zealous Baldruf is refusing to let me near the King anymore, almost like he doesn't trust me...

 

(Thought to say, bactra is not in this story because he didn't write his application seriously. I added the current characters to the OP, also added a new rule, go read it.)

 

(Shame really, Bactra just doesn't have very good english X3)

 

(By the way, my loyalty is neutral. I want to harness the zombies' energy to destroy mankind. Not work with them. Just letting you know. In the meantime:)

One of my loyal servants has come to me with reports of a Human king named Balduf. After a bit of research, I've come up with only one answer. The threat is from the inside. His wounds are far beyond the bounds of mortal herbs or power. His condition is worsening every day. I know how to expose of this threat. I'll go to Balduf right away. His life may prove useful to me. If he declines my healing, shame on him. I'll go into the very depths of his thought and memory, and expose of the problem from the inside. Meanwhile, my army grows more powerful and large than ever before. Only time will tell the outcome of this wretched place.

(In other words, Monsteri, you must decline/ except my healing. I, or anyone, really, will have to roll a dice to see if the operation is successful. That's if you accept on the first place, of course.)

 

(Oh good, as long as you aren't working WITH the zombies, please, go ahead, feel free to destroy humanity. But, under no circumstances, will you EVER harm my thyme garden!)

 

(No no no masonmistel, Baldulf is Hella's character. And not even Balduf :D My name is Balrók. As for the healing.. let's see if you beat my gards!)

 

Still clashing against the evil spirit for hours, I'm getting fatigued at this. I finally realise, after all these hours clashing at him. He draws his Source of Power from the temple. If I purififed the temple, it'll probably stop and revert to its original self. Seeing Dark Spheres around the temple, I quickly cleansed it of its curse. As the Spirit was about to return back to its original self, it was shouting. As it happened, the place went bright and it set off a Celestial Light to be seen in the distance by everyone. After that event, it speaked to me. "Arkaium, I thank you for purifying me of this curse." I quickly asked who caused this. "This..All of this Death and Suffering was caused by a Necromancer, I do not know his backstory, you must find out yourself, and help the last hope of life...To defeat him. I bless your Legendary Sword, as I am the one who named it as 'Justicebringer'. Only will you, and the last hope of humanity have the right and power to bring justice to the Necromancer." I asked if it knows the whereabouts of Spiritual Purification Members. "I do not know where they are, I have only seen you visit the Temple before the Zombie Onslaught, you must find other humans, this is the only Sacred Temple in this world. The others are kept at a different world. I will give you a blessing of the Temple, good luck."

My body feels weightless for seconds as the blessing is handed to me, I feel.. Pure Energy flowing in my Chakra. As I bow to the Spirit, I leave the temple quickly, assuming that everyone in the world saw the Celestial Light.
I quickly set off once again to find human survivors.. I just hope there are...

 

I am growing tired of that simpleton Baldulf! He watches over the King day and night like some love-sick puppy begging to be kicked in the face. He won't even let me treat the King, and now he expects me to go on some kind of *spits on the ground* quest! There cannot possibly be a cure, I told him, after all, me and my crew of herbalists spent weeks trying to find a cure when the undead first started invading, and we failed, even though we had access to far better equipment than I do now. He needs to do better than that if he wants me to accompany him, especially since the King needs me here.

 

(Ohhhh, I get it now, I'm sorry. Change all that a said with Balrók. I'm sorry, I was quite confused.)

Balrók, you will feel the wrath of my power, you mortal. No one declines the godly healings of myself. Your guards will dine in Hell with my ancestors. On with my zombie plan. My army starts in mere hours. Those disgusting bastards will get what's coming to them. As for their leader: I have plans for him. He will serve in my army as all of his puny minions will. He can accept peacefully, or I will make him suffer.

 

(I didn't straight up disagree, but I guess I'm really not able to talk in such a bad condition and the guards have their orders :P Wondering how can you already know I've disagreed, but yeah go on. This is getting interesting)

 

(I read your mind! :) I thought you were meaning you disagreed.)

 

I do not like Baldruf. I think I have said that before, but threatening me at swordpoint to come with him? I mean, really, that's going a bit far! As it was, I politely accepted in exchange for him not politely gutting me and spilling m'gizzards all over the forest floor. We set off in about half an hour, to find a cure to an incurable disease. I can tell this is going to go well.

 

Incurable? That's bullshit! An once of my blood could cure several hundred people. This is why I am the key to this race's survival. I am the key to your destiny. To bad I hand nothing to no one. Except death, of course. Don't test me, pesky humans. It will only make me worst. Once I am through with these zombies, there will be a deal. I carry a special artifact given to me by the gods. I will use it once I've conquered the wretched.

 

(Just saying, but how on earth do you know what we're saying? We are miles apart, plus I somehow doubt you have gained the power to read minds ^^)

 

(I thought it was some kind of universal thinking. It's kind of hard to write in a direction when you have no conflict or someone to write to. I suppose you are right, but I'll somehow have to incorporate my character in YOUR conflicts, since I have none. I would like to fight Darren, but he isn't responding to my threats. I don't like straight out saying "LET'S FIGT, BIOTH!" I thought we could battle, since he only seems like the leader of the zombies, if I read his application correctly. Anyways, by all means, tell me something if you don'y like the way I'm RPing.)