Welcome to Gaia! :: View User's Journal | Gaia Journals

Goldriff awoke in a dimly lightening room and slowly rose to his feet, feeling no pain. He looked at his chest and pulled his scythe out, still no pain, and holstered it on his back. The lighting faded and a cool breeze over took him. 'Where am I?' Goldriff demanded to know. A gravely voice answered: 'The Throne room of the Twilgiht Realm. You are dead, and you are to be tested.' The Room light up extravagantly and a sword was flung at Goldriff, he barely dodged out of the way, but it knocked his scythe away from his body. The sword landed in front of his face on the ground. Goldriff got up quickly and grabbed the sword from the ground. The Gruesome looking knight figure lunged at Goldriff, and one more he dodged. 'Alright, let's do this.' He confirmed. The dark figure lead a head on attack swinging furiously at Goldriff, but due to his training, Goldriff, quickly dodged the blows and flipped around, then over the Figures head. He stabbed at the Figure, but his blow was blocked. The battle raged on for hours, but Goldriff was getting tired, and the Figure wasn't tiring less than he. The Figure jumped back and charged an lighting bolt attack. Goldriff sluggishly got into a firm guard pose and braced himself. The blast hit the sword with great power and skidded Goldriff back a good 30 feet. He noticed the sword is now filled with energy, and leaped foward in one desperate final attack, and slashed the Figure down the center, sending a large, high voltage shock throughout the figures body and armor. He then quickly backflipped away and watched the Figure slump over. Goldriff noticed the Figure didn't move, he then went and picked up his scythe and then headed back toward the Figure, then it started to laugh. 'You're better than I thought... So tell me whats the thing you want the most in life?' Goldriff stood astonished, but then firmed up, he desided not to fight anymore. 'Honestly? Power, Revenge, and the death of demons. 'Wel,l I think I have a proposition for you; You see I can give you your life back and a portion of my power to defeat Osiritron... IF you get me something in return..' 'What do you want?' Goldriff questioned. 'I want a stone, not just any stone i want the legendary Mirror Stone. It's hanging around Osiritron's neck" Goldriff stood for a moment. 'It's a deal.' With that, the figure blasted him with a lightning bolt and he was sent directly back to where he was killed. Osiritron was still there. 'I'm back, you son of a b***h.' Osiritron's eyes began to glow with worry and he started speaking an incantation. Goldriff swung his scythe, and a wave of lightning shot out at Osiritron, but he teleported away, just after it made contact with his face. For months, Goldriff spent all of his time, tracking down Osiritron, and for months the power he was granted ate away at his soul. Four months later, Goldriff had Osiristron cornered. 'This is finally it, the end of the line.' Osiritron was worn out, tired of running, he had enough. 'Fine, let's end this.' He spoke. Foldriff promptly decapitated him, the stone's necklace flew into the air, and Goldriff quickly grabbed it. Before Osiritron's head hit the ground, Goldriff was back in the throne room to the Twilight Realm. Goldriff handed the Figure the Stone and felt the lightning energy that was loaned to him fade back into the Figure, although, He now had gained his own small lightning powers after using them so much. 'What's your name, anyway?' "Vangard. I will return you to living world" and then they teleported back. Vangard is about to leave, but Goldriff yells "Wait!!!....with your power we can defeat all other evil in this world. This is a golden oppritunity!" Vangard responded "Time will tell. For now, when ever you need me call forth my name in to the nights sky, as a 'Thank you' for the Mirror Stone." Vangard then vanished, leaving Goldriff alive again and no longer chained, and free to contiinue his crusade against the unjust.
-To Be continued-

After gaining the honor of having the training of a great knight, such as his father, Goldriff was ready to set off into the world. Taking up the family armor, and a new scythe, Goldriff walked out of his house for the last time in years. His ventures were meer child's play to him, untill he found a lead that would lead him to the man that killed the farmer. After learning of this, His heart filled with anger and he thought of nothing be to avenge the farmer he knew as a father. After killing a long list of mediocore demons, he came face to face with the man whom lead to the destruction of his early life, Osiritron. Goldriff raised his scythe, after 12 months of searching and battling, he finally made it to his destination, but four shadow demons held him back and down to the floor and quickly chained him down, then took his scythe. Osiritrion then told him about how this was all -his- plot, to save the world from the man who would set free Vangard. Goldriff had no idea what he was talking about, but then Osiritron continued on. He spoke of how Goldriff's cause became tainted with a lust for revenge and was no longer pure, as he had foretold. Goldriff tried to explain that the vengance was pure for the cause of good. Osiritron wouldn't hear it and lifting up Goldriff's scythe above his head. 'Go to Hell, you abonination!' Then Osiritron impaled and staked Goldriff into the stone ground through his chest, with his own scythe. The was a scream of agony and Goldriff swore he would get his vengance, then he breathed his last breath. Goldriff's body and scythe dissapeared, much to Osiritron's dismay, and was cast down into the Twilight Realm.

Gaia Name: Goldriff
Name: Goldriff
Status: Hunter / Protector / Knight
Race: Human
Age: 17
Weight: 162 lbs.
Height: 5'11"
Gender: Male
Physical Description: Medium shagged red hair, fair complexion, darkened eyes of green. Light plate armor over chainmail with his family's emblem on the torso of the plate. He carries a Scythe on his back, fastened on by a leather strap. He wears metallic boots. He stands firm and defiant against all odds.
Power Description: His abilities with a scythe go unmatched, and he's quite the acrobat.
Weakness: Sharp objects, getting hit with stuff, the usual human weaknesses.
Weapon: Scythe
Personality: Sometimes sarcastic, other times serious, sometimes caring, it's kind of like a stream in that it's never always the same.
Bio: The son of a Knight, yet outcasted as a farmer's son when he was a child, due to his mother's heritage. He was raised in a wealthy farmer's care, and did work in his wheat field. Being an energetic child, he would mess around with the wheat scythe as a weapon after tending the fields, he would also mess around in the nearby forest at this time, increasing his acrobatic skills. One night, when he was 13, the farm was ransacked and burned to the ground while Goldriff was out in the forest. He rushed back after seeing smoke to view the farmer, whom he knew as a father, laying impaled on a stake, all the way to the ground. He rushed to the farmer's and a life changing, and ending, conversation took place. After finding out he was a descendant of a knight, from the dying farmer, he was told to go to his father's house, and the directions were given in the farmer's dying breath. Goldriff arrived at his father's house, and was quickly embraced. He found himself feeling truly at home in the years thereafter, training with his father. After a half year, his father took him out hunting demons to follow the family tradition, and seek revenge for the farmer. After 2 years of training, Goldriff's father gave him the family armor and a lot of money, his father told him to go out and purge the world of evil, in the name of justice. Goldriff has been on his own for a year and a half now, and faced several foes, but due to his unique weapon of choice and fighting style, he has quickly overcome all his foes... aside from one.
(To be continued)