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AceSkyy22 β€” Kamikaze Warrior of the Gods

Published: 2007-08-01 21:15:08 +0000 UTC; Views: 5507; Favourites: 145; Downloads: 0
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Description This is one of the older unicorns I have... he's a couple years old. I really love him though. Made in psp7. I'll probably go back and edit some things on him... like his tail and mane to give him a fresher look. also fix some of the shading as well.

Name to the Gods: The Hallow, Kamikaze
Name to the Immortals: Kamikaze
Name to the Mortals: Warrior of the Gods, The Deliverer, Kamikaze

History:
The Story


Part I

Kamikaze was not born with the plethora of names that now surround him. He was born cursed Syrus, one of three sons born to Ares and Evil's Vixen and the only foal of the couple to survive. He was large for a colt, a black colt with silver eyes and bright red markings. His father was the lead warrior in the Black Renegade Herd. Ares began to train Syrus as a warrior just three days after his birth until he died in a battle. At one-year-old Syrus already had won seven battles with older more experienced unicorn which lead all around the young stallion to believe he was bound for greatness. Not only was he a skilled warrior but he also had an uncanny type of charisma that made others want to be around him. At a year in a half Syrus watched his father die before his eyes in a battle. Syrus tried to step in and save his father, slaying the brute that had attacked the herd and brought Ares to the Shrine of the Gods praying for the Goddess of Health to save his father. Syrus' calling fell on deaf ears, and at the Shrine he had cursed the name of all the gods, swearing to himself that he would never again pray to them for anything. He sat off in life now bitter towards the world, an emotion that fueled his fire to fight. It was not long before he took over a small territory in the Rift and began what is now known as The Great Herd. Slowly and surely Syrus brought his numbers up, his herd increasing to an unheard of size of 15 members in one year. Syrus' first two foals were born, Demmangus and Somalix, but both died about a month after their birth. Though his achievements were great, Syrus continued to grow bitter and hateful, never getting over the loss of his father and two foals. Though he healed a great deal of darkness in his heart he never picked a side to ally with because allying with darkness would ally him with gods, which he greatly detested. After three years of battles and leading his herd, his territory spanned more then half the area of the Rift and 58 members now belong in his herd. Syrus was at the peak of his empire now, four and a half years old leading the biggest herd to ever walk upon Feno's soils, and the gods had watched his climb to infamy. Syrus was a strong proud leader that everyone in the herd looked up to. Protecting his herd and name was his life. It was at this time the great plague reared it's ugly head striking first in Syrus' herd. The plague widdled down Syrus' herd to where it was just he. He had lost what took him three years to build in a matter of six months and there was nothing he could do to stop it. Already bitter and hateful towards life, the dark emotions that control Syrus' life was now spinning out of control and the once might leader attempted to kill himself to deliver himself from his pain, and this is where the gods made one of their best, and worse choices.

Part II

Syrus attempted to take his life to escape the misery that had followed him since he was a young stallion. It was probably the only time all the gods, light, dark and natural agreed that this mortal’s time was not over and that there was a greater purpose to his life than simply leading a herd. The gods sent Mora, goddess of healing down to heal the mortally wound leader and bring him back up to Mount Atlas. Mora did just that, healing the warrior and bringing him to meet the gods. Syrus' hate for the gods was immense, but the talent he had as a warrior was even more immense then his hate for them. Knowing his talent, the gods thought they could look past his hate for them and use him as a warrior, which could do their biddings. He would be the perfect unicorn to hunt down gods and mortals a like that broke the law of the land and punish them. Though all the gods believed this they wanted to test Syrus to make sure the role that they saw him in fit. Syrus' test was to fight the God of War, Mars and if he could win then they promised to bless the warrior. Though Syrus possessed an ungodly hatred for all the gods, the chance to battle one of them and make at least one of the gods pay for the pain given to him could not be passed up so he agree. That hatred was greatly underestimated by Mars about the tenacious mortal. Syrus won, though he received ghastly injuries that are still with him today. It was an embarrassment on Mars' part, losing to a mortal gave all the gods a good chuckle; the only ones not laughing were Mars and Syrus. Syrus cared not about being blessed by them, it was the chance to beat the gods, or a least one of them, which drove him to agree to the deal. At the end of the battle Zeus requested an oath of allegiance to the gods, in returned he would bless Syrus with immortality, the ability to temporarily change an immortal to a mortal, as well as bringing the dormant power that lies in all mortal's souls awake. This was the ultimate dilemma for a now soulless warrior. Syrus weighed the choices he had placed before him. He could return to his family now in the underworld with a restless soul full of bitter hatred, or he could agree to the terms placed before him and be powerful enough to take on all his enemies, god, immortal and mortal alike at the cost of his soul. Syrus stood before the gods, running the choices he had through his mind and eventually swore allegiance to the ones he hated most. If the gods realized how deep that hatred went, how dark and soulless Syrus had become and the power that lied dormant in him they would have never offered him the key to the destruction of both gods, immortals and mortals.

Part III

Now a powerful immortal Syrus was sent to Feno anytime the gods agreed the law of lands had been broken. Since most gods were poor hoof-to-hoof warriors and few wanted the task of fighting a mortal Syrus was a blessing for them. His dormant power was still unknown to all, but he needed no powers except the ability to strip an immortal or immortality to win a fight with anyone since he was that skilled. He killed countless mortals and immortals across the world of Feno at the god's wishes, making their lives a lot easier. If a mortal cursed the name of the gods, or attempted to eat the fruit of immortality without the god permission, Syrus was there. If an immortal attempted to steal powers from others or the cursed the name of the gods, Syrus was there. The only one in the land able to safely curse the gods now was Syrus himself, which he did. Mortals all over Feno lived in fear of the God's new warrior, for he took the life of anyone who chose when upon the land of Feno. They heard what seem like fiction because the details were gory even for a unicorn with the darkest of hearts flinched at the tales. This is when Syrus' 'rebirth' happened. Mortals all over Feno gave Syrus a new name, Kamikaze. His old name was almost completely forgotten in a year’s time. Many mortals were so scared of the Warrior of the Gods they began coming to the shrine to pray for his mercy instead of the gods. Though Kamikaze had became infamous in Feno the fame could not heal the hate he had for the gods and now himself for selling his beliefs for power. Though he did swear allegiance to the gods, it was a shaky one to say the least. Kamikazes swear on his soul to do as the gods bided him to, but swearing upon a broken entity left plenty of room for trouble. Kamikaze became harder and harder to control, becoming more and more rebellious until one day the rebel took control. None knew of the power that had awakened in Kamikaze's soul for it never showed. The God of Fire and Kamikaze had been feuding ever since he joined the ranks of immortality and that feud hit a breaking point. They began an epic battle though it was a short battle. As the battle neared the end it appeared that Kamikaze had met his last moments scorched and burned lying upon the ground when his powers awoke. A blinding white light flashed in Kamikaze's eye for a split second and flames erupted around the god of fire with an intensity that was unlike even the god had ever seen. Kamikaze slowly stood to his feet, eyeing the god with his soulless black pits and the light of immortality that gods can see around immortals disappeared from around the god of fire, an ability that the gods had given their warrior, and he burned to death at Kamikaze's feet. News of Kamikaze killing the god of fire spread through every tip of the world and beyond. The gods decided Kamikaze was now out of control, but try as they might; they could no strip Kamikaze of the powers granted to him.

Part IV

All the gods held a meeting of what to do about Kamikaze. He was sill semi-loyal to them and still very useful, but a high risk to the safety of mortals, immortals and gods now. Hera suggested that Kamikaze should be chained under Mount Atlas in the Manor and only released when the gods needed his talent as a warrior. All agree with Hera and it was done. Kamikaze was chained by magic chains underground in what is known as the manor, were he remains now in complete darkness waiting to return to the surface world. Only the power of the god of war, the goddess of fate, the god of hate and the goddess of hope can release Kamikaze from his cell underground. Many of the gods wished they could control the powerful warrior, but all, even the gods have feared what this unicorn has become. With Kamikaze's story the gods have learned and created a new set of rules to follow. The could no longer give powers to mortals unless a new god is being created, and gods can no longer interfere in the course of fate of a mortal. Kamikaze's tale continues to strike fear through the hearts of all mortals, immortals and gods upon Feno, for his bitter and twisted soul still locked below Mount Atlas' soil.
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Comments: 18

LivingArtifact [2015-02-16 12:14:20 +0000 UTC]

A crazy looking zombie unicorn, at least from what it looks like.

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sonicdude01 [2012-09-25 20:09:19 +0000 UTC]

He has one hell of an amazing detail.

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LexAngelPinkFlame [2011-07-23 20:08:02 +0000 UTC]

Those are always fun though ;]

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AceSkyy22 In reply to LexAngelPinkFlame [2011-07-23 23:36:56 +0000 UTC]

Yea, he'll be pretty hard to remake... might be the last one done...

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LexAngelPinkFlame [2011-07-21 03:33:09 +0000 UTC]

I remember this guy when we roleplayed Ares and Evil's Vixen. =]

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AceSkyy22 In reply to LexAngelPinkFlame [2011-07-22 14:08:43 +0000 UTC]

Yup he's my baby! I love his story line. He's such a poor tormented character though >_<

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unicorndreams [2007-10-16 20:06:21 +0000 UTC]

there are no words to describle how amazing this looks!

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AceSkyy22 In reply to unicorndreams [2007-10-16 21:02:40 +0000 UTC]

Thank you very much

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muliticoloured [2007-08-02 08:36:05 +0000 UTC]

wow that is brilliant how do u do it i mean the effect around the hooves are amasing! i lov it is soo kewl

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AceSkyy22 In reply to muliticoloured [2007-08-12 17:56:02 +0000 UTC]

Thank you

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muliticoloured In reply to AceSkyy22 [2007-08-13 14:18:37 +0000 UTC]

thats ok

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Wildbluesun [2007-08-01 21:49:25 +0000 UTC]

That is one of the most awesome tales I have ever read. O.O It sounds so much like a genuine classical-world myth (except with a few grammar errrors). I can see Kamikaze battling with the God of Fire now...

Ignore the artwork! Let's just talk about the comment!

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AceSkyy22 In reply to Wildbluesun [2007-08-01 22:59:27 +0000 UTC]

Yeah, my grammar is pretty bad >_<.... but I think the story turned out well. I actually have a little follow up thingy to go with it... I'll post it here. The first is set just before the old gods died from the plague. The second is after they died and he is wandering the cave. Needless to say, he's a tad bit crazy lol, being locked away in a cave is not an easy thing to deal with.


~Six Months Ago~

Kamikaze stood in his shackles, his dark eyes closed, not asleep, never was he ever asleep. The haunting voice of his herd calling out to him echoed through his mind "No, I'll save you," His voice came as he thrashed trying his hardest to get free from the chains and save the illusions that were calling him. His notrils flared as he calmed back down, his chains dragging against the ground, bound down underground for a year now. No light, no voices of real unicorns, nothing except darkness. "You gods are cowards," Kamikaze growled "You cannot lock me away for eternity, I'm not a problem you can merely cast into the shadows" He hissed darkly. He pulled his left leg trying to free it from the grasp of lady hope's chains in vain. He had no clue that above him at the top of Mount Atlas' peak his key was begin to die and wither away like the members of his once glorious herd. His ears perked at the sound of a shakle falling to the ground. He couldn't hear it, but his back right leg had more mobility, the god of war's shakle had been release from his leg. Kamikaze looked up, wondering if the gods would attempt to make him do their bidding again, to take another life. He had killed so many now that all the faces were no lumped together, another life was nothing, but he would be free again, free to roam the surface and at that chance he would never come back to Mount Atlas except to slay ever last god that stands in the name of no one, but his own. Another shakle fell to the ground, releasing his front right leg, lady hope's time was up on Mount Atlas, though Kamikaze didn't realize with every chain that fell to the ground, another god joined his family. The goddess of fate also gave into the plague nearly freeing the poor tormented soul. Now all that was left holding him in the darkness was hate. "You are all I run on and yet you are holding me back," Kamikaze mummbled as he tried to break free, he was so close, so close to escaping. "Give me my life!" He screamed fighting to get free. He fought long and hard to get out of the magic chain, but no luck. Kamikaze huffled falling to the ground of the cave. He could hear his father telling him to get up, like had when he first was learning how to fight. "I'm trying dad," He said in a broken voice "I'm trying..." He said again and heard the click of the last manicle fall to the ground. His ears perked up and he slowly rose to his feet. "Are playing a trick on me?" He hissed at the gods though they couldn't hear him, they never did, no one ever heard him. "Do you tease me now? You have my life and soul, at least leave me my pride." He said. After awhile he realized that the chains were really and truly gone. He stood and looked around, though he saw nothing. He started wandering around the Manor's mazes, searching for a way out.



~Today~

Kamikaze had wander for months in darkness looking for the exit to the Manor. His black hooves clicked across the cave floors as he walked quietly. The sounds of voices urging him forward when he wanted to stop kept him going. 'You were close' He heard his father say 'Try again!' he said and Kamikazeclosed his black eyes and let out a heavy sigh. "Why can't you undo this curse?!" He yelled, his voice echoed through the cave and called back at him "Why can't you undo this cure?!" The stallion pawed at the ground "Why did you do this to me!? Why did you leave me here alone, you knew I wasn't ready to face the world." He spat and all that he heard was his own echo "Why did you do this to me!? Why did you leave me here alone, you knew I wasn't ready to face the world." Kamikaze closed his eyes, but then noticed something, a breeze. His ears swayed slightly, the exit, it was near. He followed where the breeze was coming from and the first time in a year an a half, light was brought to his dark black eyes, as he walked out in front of the Manor where the gods had locked their mistake away. His eyes were squinting in the sun burning, but it was a good feeling for once, it was the first time in more then a year his hooves touched grass. He took off to Feno, returning to his old territory, not looking back once at the cell he had been locked in.

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Wildbluesun In reply to AceSkyy22 [2007-08-01 23:32:28 +0000 UTC]

...I think I would give Kamikaze a hug here, if I wasn't so scared of what he'd do to me. Poor guy.

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AceSkyy22 In reply to Wildbluesun [2007-08-01 23:35:58 +0000 UTC]

lol, he eventually finds love though.... on a happier note A little ironic though is that his mate is Artemis, and she is one of the twins of Odeon, god of the storm. It's a strange situation needless to say.

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Wildbluesun In reply to AceSkyy22 [2007-08-02 20:11:46 +0000 UTC]

I'm so pleased. He had so much potential, and it was all wasted through anger and grief.

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khoyox [2007-08-01 21:20:25 +0000 UTC]

@.@ that is gooood!

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AceSkyy22 In reply to khoyox [2007-08-01 21:24:20 +0000 UTC]

Thank you very much!

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