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"Hmm... that was quite the exhilarating feeling to wake up to."
"Say, miss... What's your name?"
"Mordred...
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Mordred Pendragon."
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Events are now set in motion.
Questions arise: Why now? Why there?
The answer lies in the past...
Moments earlier...
Camlann
In the bloody field where everything came to an end—lay the dormant King of Knights.
Time has been suspended; everything placed at a standstill.
The corpses of the proud Knights of Camelot and Mordred's Rebels lay frozen—No burial. No rotting.
Everywhere was quiet, until...
"Arthur..."
A woman's voice suddenly rang inside the King's head though he remained dormant.
"Arthur... It is time for you to wake up..."
The woman tried again to call for him.
"Do not forget your mission..."
As she kept trying, his eyelids finally twitched beckoning her to continue.
"I will be there when you need me..."
YOU ARE READING
The King's Return: Promised Victory
FanfictionTime is of the essence. every second wasted the imminent threat gets closer. The Holy Sword of the Planet has laid dormant for over a millennia after the "death" of its wielder... But now... the Once and Future King Returns one more time and is give...
