Thelegendarysix

 It is the three hundred and forty eighth year of the  great human empire, man kind has expanded across multiple worlds and have created great colonies which they call home. Humanity has now started stretching out further, great fleets have been commissioned to go fourth in the name of peace, exploration, and friendship. There mission to explore the universe far beyond that which humanity knows, to interact with new life forms, and cultures. But as humanity begins its expansion to the stars beyond, some have cast there gaze upon humanity, some wish to know more of them others view them as a threat to there long standing order. As with everyth

True Name: Archer Dervain Azmarati Previous names: Arcalian Swordwind, Marcus Ironhal, Duraian hammerfall, lerand strongbow. Alias: The black arrow/ the Night blade/ judgment / Shadow lord. Race: He is a young Drazon prince cast from his home world banished for all time Age: A million Height: 6'3 weight: unkown Occupation: Mercenary/bounty hunter/ assassin/ Sword master. Gender: Male Build: He is well muscled Skin tone: tan Hair color/style : Short and spiky: Light brown (human form), White hair (Archer form), Red hair (Drazon form), long flowing spiked hair a mixture of white and red (Awakened form) Eye color: Lavender (normal -

At the dawn of my life, the beginning of my story i was simply a soldier who fought beside my kin against anyone they sent me against. Eventually i went in search of my own path, but as i made my way across the universe, and as i went i learned new ways of fighting, i met new friends and made new enemies. I stood on the edge of the defeat only to swing the tide of a battle back in my favor.  I was a student that eventually became the teacher, and i let a new generation and they led another generation, and i fought beside my students and there student’s and so on down the line. People saw me as a hero, but i never thought so highly of my

 The seireitei laid in flames, those who long had stood to protect it, were now running from place to place. Squad four was spread out far as well as any other seated or unseated officer that could use healing kido. The blood war with the quincies had ended, even former captains were out rushing around helping to rebuild or heal the wounded, even orihime inoue was among the relief squads. Many lay dead, captains, Lt's and officers alike, many company funerals would be performed today, and many spots would need to be filled in the coming month. Shunsui and ukitake stood there, overlooking the carnage of the battle field. "What a terrible loss

prelude Long ago before the human raise there existed a race of warriors, that lived on a distant planet. They were known as the drazien, a race that loved to fight, and were experts at it. They were immortal untouched by time or disease, only to be killed in battle.  It was on this world that a baby made his sole cry to the universe, But it did not last long for the kid, was soon sent into space on a pod, an exile do to his strange nature, of not looking drazien, he had lavender eyes, and light brown hair. so from that day on he was condemned to the fate of never having a home nor a name, a lone soul sent to wonder, survive or die the vast

                                   Prelude to the future It is said that war can only give birth to more war, but if that is so then it is to late. For war has been mans way of life, since the dawn of time, what ever the prize, one person will always kill another leading to another rage, and killing another. Leading to a cycle that goes on and on, it is as if it is a waltz, that never ends. ~ Kenra. Humanity had its weak spots, and its biggest was that it ended up eventually turning against those who sought to protect them. Thus was the way of the hero Dervain Azmarati. After he defeated the fallen king Algarius they banished him, exiled

 Inside every living thing lives a dream, each of us has are own hope to the future. When that is threatened people fight for what they believe in, to hold onto that light. Thus it was the way of this world, were a dark king declared him self a god, and tried to crush the dreams of his people.  But as all people, when there dreams were threatened they rose against the king, but they also fought each other, thus the great war begin, it would last for several thousand years, claming the life's of countless warriors.  Once the dust settled a island were the great battle had taken place was covered from shore to sky with the blades, nothing grew