before time hade a name the univers was created by beings of power the celestials everything they created was in light but now everything is in darkness. you will discover the past to save the future.
long live the prime
(A/N ok this is my first sto...
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Fade-in to an image of Beacon Academy.
Narrator: Legends. Stories scattered through time. Mankind has grown quite fond of recounting the exploits of heroes and villains, forgetting so easily that we are remnants, byproducts, of a forgotten past.
The gems in the image glow green and fade to show simple pictures of a man rising from the earth before being surrounded by creatures, barely held back by warriors.
Narrator: Man, born from dust, was strong, wise, and resourceful, but he was born into an unforgiving world. An inevitable darkness — creatures of destruction — the creatures of Grimm - set their sights on man and all of his creations. These forces clashed, and it seemed the darkness was intent on returning man's brief existence to the void.
Black sets in, then suddenly lessens as a light grows brighter and brighter until a gem rises from it and lowers itself into the hands of man.
Narrator: However, even the smallest spark of hope is enough to ignite change, and in time, man's passion, resourcefulness, and ingenuity led them to the tools that would help even the odds. This power was appropriately named "Dust".
The scene zooms out to show men shooting lightning, raising swords, and aiming rifles at the retreating beasts as a castle appears behind them.
Narrator: Nature's wrath in hand, man lit their way through the darkness, and in the shadow's absence came strength, civilization, and most importantly, life.
The castle zooms out to show a map of Remnant, which houses other buildings until they disappear in flashes of white and the map is lowered to show the scattered moon over a city at night.
Narrator: But even the most brilliant lights eventually flicker and die. And when they are gone... darkness will return.
as the camera shows an alley and in that alley is the lovely Roma Torchwick
Roma Torchwick
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Roma and four of her henchmen head down the alley from the shadows. They stop behind Roma, who reignites her cigar without touching it and grins before walking down the road, frightening nearby citizens as they make their way towards the shop From Dust Till Dawn.
Narrator: So you may prepare your guardians, build your monuments to a so-called "free world", but take heed... there will be no victory in strength.
Roma and her henchmen enter the shop, the camera lowering to a Boy wearing a hooded cloak with a crimson red that fades to gold in the corner of the shop, reading reports from his troops on his hollow watch.
Hollow watch
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