[ichijin]

Dear... mind if i link my SNT Clan onto this? SNT's a RPing clan as well >_>

Anyways i'll do the test as a start.

The empire loomed above it's vast army, the thundering march of it's troops and it's tyrant king flying on his dragon, above his so-called invincible army. The day was young, sunrise had already begun, Siran could feel the sun's rays hit his back, the sun rose, slowly lighting the battlefeild for the battle that is to come, the army's wall of shields stood at least 20 metres away from where Siran stood, his sword still in it's sheath, his silver hair shining radiantly in the sunlight, turning his head to watch the sunrise, as this may be the last sunrise he'll ever see. He observed with his scarred right eye, years of nothing but war and running has boiled down to this, a final stand-off with the tyrant's army and the tyrant himself. The king raised his giant sword, swinging it forward to indicate his army's charge, they broke their wall of shields and charged, their warcries filling the endless landscape, the barren wasteland that the empire stood on, the warcries blocked out all sound, Siran was sure he just went deaf. His sword clicked as he drew a fraction of it, the wound seemed to stop all sound for a split second, a flash of blinding silver and then another, the first wall of soldiers froze, their screams never came as their necks and chests burst what seemed to be an impossible amount of blood, much of the blood splashed onto Siran, the warcries stopped, they observed the bloodied swordsman, their eyes indicating fear. Siran slightly lifted his head, the soldiers stepped back in turn, they feared to be next, but there was no need to fear such a thing, as they would all be next. He charged forth, phasing out and reappearing in front of the wall, they flinched , their weapons useless and pointing towards the sky. Siran sliced apart their shields, then slicing apart their heads, then suddenly the whole entire army charged.

It'd be pointlessly long if i didnt stop it there