Apothic Story Part1

Posted in Apothic Story Part1 on August 16, 2008 by apothic

Apothic, once a trainee of the Military Academy, didn’t had quite a good experience with his colleauges…. Most of the time, he would journey alone into the dungeons without any help nor guidance from anyone. One blurry night inside the dungeon, where Hydras and fearful Dark Elves that lurks within the shadows…Apothic tried and strived to become stronger. Alone and hurt, hunters, knights, beastmasters and foemas came but ignored the injured Transknight…he was alone again. As he was sitting from the foul-smelled corner of the dungeon depth, he saw something…something evil…dark energy. He knew what it is so he got up from his weary feet and drew out his swords. As Apothic waits for the Dark Knight to come near…Apothic cut himself for adrenaline…bloodlust…to wake himself up from his wiggled state….
Knowing his body can’t take more punishment, he tried to escape, from the Dark Knight. Hiding from each hellish parts of the dungeon, trying not to be seen. Unexpectedly, Apothic heard a scream, a girl. Apothic forced himself to rise, heavy breathing, he threw away one of his swords.Apothic’s body had already taken its toll. He saw the Dark Knight cornering the frightened little girl, a foema. The massive blade of the Dark Knight rised up, getting ready for the kill, Apothic threw his sword at the eye of the Dark Knight. A demonic sound, loud and evil, filling up every corner of the dungeon. As the Dark Knight writhes in pain, Apothic ignoring the pain of his body, grabbed the girl from the hand, and saved her from her death sentence.

“Thh-thank you, sss-ss-sir…” the little girl said.

Apothic, with no emotion or whatsoever, collapsed while in a upright position. The Dark Knight followed Apothic. Apothic’s blood was all over the dungeon floor…and the Dark Knight can smell it.
The little girl tried to wake him up but Apothic’s eyes were empty. He fainted while standing. The little foema tried magic, she tried to heal Apothic but it was futile. His body had taken the toll of his ventures and his heart was ready to give up…
The Dark Knight saw the two, without mercy, the Dark Knight run towards Apothic, lusting for he’s blood. Apothic’s body reacted. It reacted as if it has a mind of its own. The massive sword missed the heart of the Transknight and went through the lower-left part of he’s body. Drenched in his own blood, Apothic gained conciousness. Grabbing the arms of the Dark Knight, Apothic gave the little girl time to run away.

“Run away…go…” Apothic with a weakened soul, with what little his heart can muster.
The little girl cried and cried, running towards the exit…the girl stumbled. Still whimpering, she looked back for the last time…and saw nothing but darkness…

“Gahhh…..” , Apothic still holding on.

The Dark Knight struggled to remove the blade from Apothic’s battered body. But instead, Apothic went deeper, to get closer….close enough for him to grab his sword imbued on the eye of the Dark Knight. Everytime Apothic gets closer…the wider, and deeper his wound gets…

“Hahahahahaha!! I like the way you think human!! But I want to hear you scream you Gut-filled MAGGOT!!!, shouted the Dark Knight.

“……………..”, Apothic saying nothing

Staring at the remaining eye of the Dark Knight. Showing no fear of death…the stare of Apothic is as cold as the depths fo hell…showing no fear nor pain. The Dark Knight did not like what he sees. The Dark Knight felt fear, frozed by that moment, the TransKnight took the little chance of borrowed time and gone deeper, getting close enough to handle the sword. He hacked downward, towards the heart of the Dark Knight…

Alone again, Apothic sits bleeding…and the fiends of the foul-smelled dungeon comes closer for Apothic’s human flesh….
Apothic’s wound began to rapture, he’s losing blood and nothing can be done. Apothic, knees above the dungeon floor, just waiting for his heart to stop…Apothic remembered the little girl he saved…and what she said…Alone again, Apothic sits bleeding…waiting…fading.

“Hmph…stupid girl…”, whispered the TransKnight

“To be continued….”

Apothic Story Part 3

Posted in Apothic Story Part3 on August 16, 2008 by apothic

An aura…like blood, leaking continously in a fog state motion, covering the surrounding area of the TransKnight…giving off the smell of death to every corner of the dungeon depth.

“Huff…hufff…”, the Transknights breathes heavily, a sign of unmercied stress throughout his punished body, but his eyes are like the pits of shadows…endless…undescribable emotion. It makes every soul, evil nor good, think twice to approach him…he is like death…choosing his next client…for hell’s occupation.

“Gaaah…”, the TransKnight coughing out blood, he had lost control of the godlike power, Apothic’s body collapsed once again. It is just his body is so weakened due to the events that had occured…but the power inside is so strong. It made him untouchable even for that little time…he is like a god….a god of death.

The dungeon demons approached the fainted TransKnight. The white foema casted a spell of blindess…giving her time to pull the TransKnight to a dark corner of the dungeon and covered both of them with a large-worned out Shield. Creating a comaflouge…the fiends had gonepass through them…silently, the white-trainee foema, gently heals, and putting herbs on the wounds of the battered TransKnight….leaving them both in the deep, cold, dungeon depth….only a small green emitting light from the little foema’s healing spell shows their existence….

After hours of hiding, the little girl scoped around. Scouting if there are monsters lurking by. She knows where’s the exit towards the cold plains of NifleHeim. She rushed back towards Apothic. Hoping this time she could carry the poor transknight…

Before she can lay her eyes on Apothic’s whereabouts, a fiend, lingering by, curious by the large-worned shield that is somewhat placed carefully at the corner of the wall…it gets closer. Too close, so close, it could hear the panting of Apothic’s Breathing.

The fiend did not have a change of mind. And began to remove the large shield covering Apothic from being detected.

“There you are…I had been looking for you….human.”, grumbled the Stone Gargoyle.

Lifting up Apothic’s body, it prepares to stab the heart of Apothic out of his chest to feed upon…

The Little white foema did not hesitate and cast again another spell. Opening her book of basic spells, nothing…everything was useless…she could do nothing but watch…

“Oh please, ArchAngel Kafma, please …please…send someone to save this man…He had saved mine and yet no one even came here to acknowledge his existence…he may have a dark secret…but still he is a man….a man with a soul..save him ArchAngel Kafma, he is worthy of your blessings….”, silently the little white foema prays….crying…hoping…believing…

She prayed someone might come, return the favor, for the TransKnight’s sake…and for hers…

An evil smile , the wicked face of the gargoyle, fantasized the heart of the human flesh upon its hands…

“I waited for sometime to eat something so … Fresh…”, with the obsessed smile, the gargoyle laughed…a silent giggle of fantasy.

Suddenly, the wall broke down. A magnificent explosion of fire bestowed upon the dungeon wall…a TransKnight appeared before the gargoyle…with his magestic lance, glowing with its powerful enchantments…did not hesitate but to rid of the minion of hell from existence…

“Freezing….SPIRAL!!”, the magic TransKnight casted a spell. Swinging his lance in a circular yet dexterous motion. It killed the fiend with just one blow. Freezing the gargoyle and breaking it into thousands of pieces with no foul-blood spilled…

Apothic lied down unknowingly. That he is saved from his delerious fate. The little white foema ran towards the magic TransKnight. Thanking him…

“Bless are you, soldier of the ArchAngel Kafma…”, and that same moment the little white foema fainted…tired, and scared…she was relieved for her face shows peace and tranquility…

“You are fine now little one…”, carrying the little foema.

“Nesphar!!”, the Magic Knight summoned his Mount. Putting carefully the fragile battered body of the Transknight on top of the saddle…and carried the little white foema on his back….

“The two of you had been through a lot. It’s time for these two souls to rest…”, the Magic TransKnight led the two out of foul-dungeon, and heads towards Armia…

“So…ArchAngel Ashfeer. What are your plans for these two mortals?”, said the mount of the Magic Transknight.

“Hmmmm…I cannot take them where we are going Nesphar. So I’ll leave in the hands of capable mortals who are able to nurture them.”, the Magic Transknight brought out three golden wyden bars…the rarest kind of Gold of all….placing them in small bag of the little foema.

“ArchAngel Asfeer…”

“Call me Cannibal…we had known each other for centuries and you still don’t address me with my nickname Nesphar.”, requested the Magic Transknight.

“Cannibal…do you think it is necessary for you to give those two mortals three Wyden Gold?”, said Nesphar with a confused look towards Cannibal’s glowing eyes…

“Oh that…have you read the wanted list of monsters on the town walls Nesphar? If not, it says in the list that anyone who slain the Dark Knight will receive an hefty reward from the Kings of both kingdoms…and I believe no one is ever going to believe that TransKnight and the little girl….”

“Hmmm…but still, you don’t need to go out of your way to help the mortals…they are bound what is bound unto them…it is part of their lives to die.”, said Nesphar.

“Maybe so…but mortals had so much little time and yet so many things to do…some times, Nesphar, we have to give them another chance…because I too, is curious of what the future holds of Apothic…yes,…Apothic….he has something no other mortal has…

“Which is Cannibal?”, asked Nesphar with curiousity…

“That is something you will see …and wait my friend…and I too don’t know what it is….but I felt it…the power inside the TransKnight while I was carrying him to put on your back Nesphar. Did you feel the energy…even though he is fainted and weakened?, said Cannibal with a excited smile.

“Yes…cannibal…, I thought another ArchAngel rode my back without notification…and at that time I was confused if he is really mortal…or god…”, said Nesphar in a uneasy tone.

“Truly, Apothic is one of them….one of the Bushido…the mark on his hand says it all…”, says the ArchAngel Ashfeer.

“Let’s go Nesphar…we have souls to gather….”

To be continued…

Apothic Story Part 2

Posted in Apothic Story Part2 on August 16, 2008 by apothic

Apothic dreamnt of a simple memory…

“Apo!! Wake up Apo!! You’re going to be late for your Knightship…thingy…”, bouncing over Apo’s bed.

“Uggnhhhh…Go away…”, Threw a pillow at the little girl, and hastily covered himself with the blanket.

“MOM!!”, shouted the little girl.

“Apo. Breakfast is ready!!”

“Be right there!! Quit it already…”, going back to his cocoon state.

“Grrrrr….Wake….UP!!!”, pounding hisface with the pillow

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“Nguuuuhhh!!!”, gaining conciousness…

The TransKnight, forcing himself to get up, even though his muscles are torn apart and are in a verge of collapsing…

“Wake Up Apo!!”, the voice of a little girl keeps on repeating…

Apothic still trying to get up. Tears crawls down from his cheeks because of the unbearable pain…He forced himself to get up from his knees. He falls flat above the dungeon floor … he tastes his own blood and inhales the rotten corpse of the abyss… He tried once more….

“Wake Up Big Brother!! Wake Up!! Breakfast’s ready you sleepy head!!”, the voice from his memories echoes inside his head…

Still lying on the floor, someone’s shaking the fallen TransKnight.

“Wake up!! Wake up!!”, the little girl said.

The lifeless eyes of Apothic looks up, he saw a blurred image of a little girl…”Liedain…?”, said Apothic with little of curiosity.

“Wake up!! Wake up!!” ,Screaming the little girl.

“Liedain…is that you…?”, Apothic confused…

Reaching out to touch the face of the little girl, to recognize her….the little girl , without wasting time, went below the blood stenched shoulder of the TransKnight. Helping him, encouraging him to get up…

“Wake up…wake up… wake up…I can’t carry you…you’re too heavy…so please …please…..WAKE UP!!, shouted the little girl with all her might.

It sparked the weakened heart of the TransKnight.

“Liedain…I’ll be up (cough*) in a minute…”

While standing up, Apothic’s mind drifted in a distant memory of his past. He imagined himself getting up from his bed, giving her little sister a swift kiss from her cheek before going down the stairs to eat breakfast….

He kissed her Mom Goodbye before going to the KnightShip Ceremony. And shouting while drifting further away from his family…

“Mom!! I promise you! When I come back!! You’ll be proud of me!!”

“Don’t forget about me Big Brother!!”, Shouted Liedain with full of love

“We love you, Big Brother!!” Waving tirelessly for her Brother…chasing the gold-feathered Griffin.

“I love you too!!” Shouted Apo with all his might from the Skies…

Remembering the time he saw his little sister, Liedain. Her face, crying, while trying to catch up , trying to reach the Griffin that’s taking him away from her…

“Liedain…., I’m sorry…I made you cry…This time…never again…will I , or anything, makes you CRY AGAIN!!”, shouted Apothic furiously.

The fiends of the dungeon stopped from their march towards Apothic…they smell death. Some flee, while others stayed for the chance…

The little girl was surprised. Even though she was still a white-trainee foema, she knew it is impossible for someone, who is completely in a state of dying, can possibly unleash that much power….

And she saw something, a red aura….leaking from the hands of Apothic…

“Sssssss….foolish human. You think you can scare me with your hopeless shouting? Ssssss…”, said the hissing-hungry Hydra.

The monster attacked Apothic without hesitation and in a blink of an eye, the Hydra disappeared with only its black-fouled blood spilled on the blood-ridden chestplate of the TransKnight.

“I have to see her just once more…”, said the TransKnight

To be continued

I am Apothic…

Posted in I am Apothic.... on August 16, 2008 by apothic

Welcome fellow soldiers of the ArchAngel Kafma. I am Apothic. I am here to give you stories and maybe some tips about WYDGlobal. I am here to help and entertain if you see it fit in your likine. PLease do enjoy your reading at my stories…I will try to update as fast as I can if you are curious what will be the end of my story…

Thank you…Good day.

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