In a bottomless part of the ocean, nothing can been seened within it's deepest depths. The waves swish and swash against the multitudes of rocks that are happened to be in the area. Amongst the rocks, however, is an old ship with a huge hole underneath it, as it was appeared to crashed on the rocks back in the day.
The ship itself was wrecked, the mass had tears from the strong winds that were dished among the numerous typhoons that cross upon the ocean. The deck itself was broken, as the wood chunks spread amongst whatever was left on the deck. Some of the pieces were literally scattered amongst the oceanic waves, slowly spreading out in the ocean.
In short, it was literally a ship wreck.
Yet, an eerie yet ever present blue glow present under the wreckage. The glow never left, never faultered...never was off. The ethereal light seemed to glow brighter and brighter as the waves keep getting stronger while being more wild, being restless and harsh.
The water seemed to rise...a whirlpool being formed in a rush of winds. The ship has rattled and planks of it was blew off from the extreme pressure that the winds delivered. The water kept rising and rising...until it landed upon the deck.
A vicious tidal wave occured, slamming the back end of the ship, causing it to get dislodged upon the rocks that were the reason it crashed. The ship landed upon the rough waves of the sea yet strangely it never shattered. The gales blew upon whatever was left of the mast, pushing the ship on a northern direction.
After that, the water had calmed down. The waves had disspasitated...the ocean's waves calmed down. The glow under the ship was no more.
Yet a figure on the deck was evident. Black cloth the figure wore on most of his body, coupled with a black pirate hat with the tradition skull patched into it. The figure had pale blue skin, seemingly ghostly and ethereal yet human-like at the same time. It's left arm was replaced with a claw, somewhat similar to a lobsters. On it's right, a scimitar that glowed blue, it's aura waving and swishing like the waves before.
The figure laughed eeriely as the ship kept pushing up northward. The waves amongst the ship seemed to get stronger and stronger once again, as if the figure is controlling the ocean.
"Looks...like...another adventure...another world to conquer..." the figure said as it looked at the horizon, it's eyes glowed yellow. It showed his rotten teeth as it kept laughing eeriely as the waves kept swishing against the ship yet none of the piece fall apart.
The figure used it's right foot to stomp upon the deck, as if it was expecting something to happen.
It did. The ship was covered in the similar glow that the sword has, covering it a light blue glow. After the said glow, the ship seemed brand, spanking new. No rotten boards nor broken pieces... it seemed like it was restored to it's former glory.
The figure maniacally laughed as it raised his sword to the sky. The waves followed the direction of the sword, shooting up to the sky. The water swirled on the ship.
"Captain Bane...here to conquer!!" The figure shouted a ghostly scream, echoing amongst the ocean line. The water waves harshly, as if responding the figures voice. The captain repetitively laughed loudly and maniacally.
The captain was reborn and back to fufill whatever he hadn't finished.
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Yet another backstory for ya'll! This time is the Tower Pusher himself, Bane.
His backstory has the same length as Balmond in terms on how straight forward it is...and how short it is. Unlike Balmond though, he has crossed paths with Franco, the Viking's backstory.
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