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ACT III
The hero says that they cannot defeat the demon without acting as a team, as one. The Guardians reunite as the original Seven, and begin their journey through the dark city, to infiltrate the demon’s lair, before it can summon power to restore evil throughout the land.
Along the way, they advance their technology and become stronger than they’d ever been before. After surviving the perils of the city, they reach the lair, and again battle the demon. Unable to win as separate entities against the demon, they join themselves, seven literally become one, represented as a giant mech warrior, magic and technology combined for a massive defender of light and freedom against the demon. A battle of epic proportions, it takes place underground, on the land, in the air, in the sea, it is a battle for the world, and the two fighters know it. The Guardians finally defeat the Demon, and evil again is vanquished. The Guardians return to their respective cities, acting again as protector of the people for as long as need be.
As the group ventures inward towards the Emperor’s stronghold, the Guardians are amazed at the worlds’ changes, gone was sorcery and magic, replaced by industry and technology, and eventually, decay. As they continue their journey, they apply new technologies to their more traditional weapons and armor, as the closer they get to the kingdom’s center, the henchman are more powerful, and more effort is needed to continue on.
They finally reach the gates of the inner kingdom, which has over the years become a great city of ruin. Standing before the gates is a massive army of henchmen, and atop the archways to the interior, stands a shadowy figure that can only be their lost friend. A massive battle ensues, the greatest the world has ever seen, and the Guardians again triumph. They are broken and exhausted, but they must still face the Emperor, who is more powerful than ever. They begin to battle, six against one, odds seemingly unfair, yet the Emperor holds his own. Finally, the will and strength of the combined six finally overcome, and the Emperor is defeated as his sword shatters.
A sinister, rumbling laughter emits from everywhere. A great voice booms, it is the demon, resurrected. The powers the Emperor used to create his henchmen where small elements of the defeated demon, the sorcery the Emperor utilized helped collect the various remnants into a cohesive embodiment; every time a henchman was destroyed, the matter that animated it was enchanted to return to a central rendezvous, the embodiment of the long ago defeated demon. The last remaining piece to this puzzle was the heart of the demon, trapped in the sword wielded by the Emperor. The sword now broken, the demon is once again whole, and more powerful than before. Casting aside the broken Emperor, his role fulfilled, the demon retreats to its lair deep beneath the city, to finish its plan for world domination.
That night a great storm erupts, lightning crashes, and the statue is alive, once again. The hero returns to a world very much different from the one he remembers. He sets on a quest to rejoin the others in the Guardians, and solve the mystery as to why the world has fallen on such dark times. He seeks out the boy who resurrected him, and is told what the villagers know of this dark world. A dark and vicious warrior has declared himself Emperor, and has dispatched his minions throughout the land. Fueled by chaos and cruelty, these darkly magic henchmen are a terror to humanity. The outlying areas are the least unaffected, but the disease is spreading, more henchman come, soon the outer lands will be overrun as well. He promises the boy, and the rest of the villagers that things will be put right, he is no myth, and the Guardians will fight for good once more.
The hero knows what he must do, his mission is to awaken the other Guardians, and again cleanse the world of all evils…
Backstory-
A great darkness had swept over the land. Evil began to run rampant all over the kingdom’s countryside, manifesting itself into a great demon. Seven warriors were selected from each of the kingdoms townships to face the demon, and attempt to defeat it. Empowered by emblems of virtue, they were each given a token to increase their chances to survive the assault on the demon.
After a long and perilous battle, the demon was finally destroyed, its evil dissipated leaving an empty shell that soon began to rot away. The warriors were hailed as saviors, and were selected to be the police force of the kingdom, driving away the remnants of the evil in its simple forms. Time passed, and the need for the warriors, now named as the Guardians, was coming to an end. The kingdom was at peace, and the Guardians, by the aid of their tokens, had lived long past their years. The warriors decided to leave one behind, to protect the innocent, and alert the spirits of the others if the need arose. A watchful protector, sworn to live amongst the mortals in anonymity, kept his token, and took the tokens of the others for safekeeping. Every century, a different Guardian would come forth to serve time as the lone protector.
The centuries passed, the Guardians, became forgotten history; The statues that stood for so many years were considered decoration as a representation of their cities, not for what they truly were; a vessel from which the individual Guardian could be summoned, if need be. In the seventh century since the Guardians had left the kingdom, the Guardian whose turn it is to serve as the lone protector has long passed, for he is flawed in one small way, because of this, he fails to see that an enemy thought long gone, has rekindled itself like the flicker of the smallest flame…