BEHOLD THE MIGHT OF KING ALPHONSE
Oh how the mighty have fallen to my brown-skinned feet. Such is the way of the world where technology is exponentially growing at a rate with which hu-mans will become cyborg monstrosities within the next few centuries.
AND HOW NOW, CHINESE GIRL? HOW NOW WHEN THE WEIGHT OF THE WORLD CRUSHES THE VERY FABRIC OF TIME YOU SO HOPED TO PROTECT? BUT THAT'S OKAY, GIRLS AREN'T ALLOWED ON THE INTERNETS.
But enough about me. Let me tell you a story about King Alphonse.
He was a fair and just king. Legend says that he was not formed of mere hu-man birth, but instead he was born from a sword of lightning striking the heart of Segata Sanshiro, the most fearsome God of Gaming to ever roam the Earth. As a single spark ricocheted off of Sanshiro's well-toned superhero body, a great fire engulfed the island of Alphonse.
All the native residents of the island were relocated to neighboring countries so they could wait out the fire, which raged on for three decades. Suddenly, on August 14, 1988 the fires imploded on themselves, and at the very centre of where the fire used to be, laid an intangible blue orb. Little did any man, woman, or child of the island nor surrounding areas know or realize, that the orb was not simply a sphere, but instead a concentrated Soul of Gaming spawned from the greatest game warrior in the known universe.
But alas, this sphere could not simply reside in the now-decimated isle. It craved a vessel to contain it's rich, nougaty powers of Gaming Perception, and so, it rocketed into the sky, vanishing out of sight of the island's Shamans, Druids, Mages, Warriors, Warlocks, Paladins, Rogues, and Hunters.
Very little time passed for the Soul of Gaming to find the vessel it intended to embed itself within, in fact, when it formed, a tiny baby boy was being born in a hospital halfway around the globe. The orb overrided the soul that the other Gods intended be sewn within his corporeal shell and instend thrust itself within his body and becoming one with the currently chinese-esque body the baby had at the moment.
As the boy aged, exposure to the sun darkened his skin and early stimuli caused his Soul of Gaming to flare even before he was capable of sentient thought. His abilities increased as every day went on, and despite the vice his flesh had ahold on him, he overcame most obsticles in his path.
Thus, this is where the story truely becomes riviting. Shortly into the young man's second decade in life, he stumbled upon the cave of Segata Sanshiro. Sanshiro could sense the Soul of Gaming within the boy's body, and though the boy's possible limit of sheer Gaming power both perplexed and horrified him within, he did not reveal as such. Segata Sanshiro realized he had sensed this energy before almost a decade ago, when the very same boy stumbled into his cave at the age of ten.
Somehow, the Soul of Gaming magnetically led the young king towards Segata's cave long before meeting him again. The Gaming Judo master sensed the Gaming grade of which was contained in the ore of his body, and knowing that one day he would have to train him at a later date, destroyed all the boy's memory of the encounter with a swift Falcon punch to the brain.
Now that the boy returned a young man, he was finally ready to recieve Segata's training, despite the future king's belief they had never met before, he was compelled to train under the master of masters. And thus he did, in a few short years the young man mastered every technique Segata knew and even developed and mastered his own. With that, he was granted with a headband displaying his newly forged rank and processed power of his Soul.
As the future king wandered the world after completing his training, he was led back to the isle of Alphonse. Many Communist governments attempted to use the island as a foothold against each other in their vies for power. The young master decided to put and end to this, and after sixty-four days, every faction of Communist government attempting to take the island was crushed under the sheer power the young man possessed.
The elders of the island recognized the power that emminated from the future king's body as the very same that was encased in the mysterious orb that was formed on their island over two and a half decades ago. As a thank you, the people of the island built the humble warrior a majestic castle formed from the magical floating mineral rock they were forced to mine while under Communist rule and latched the giant castle so it would hover directly above where the Soul of Gaming was formed.
To honor the warrior who saved their island, they crowned him king, and rather ironically, their hero revealed his name as ALPHONSE. And thus, he was crowned King Alphonse the Lionhearted. He still lives in his magnificent floating castle high above where his soul was forged, protecting the island it is attached to with his great power. Some say that there have been many who have attempted to challenge his greatness only to fall within seconds of a battle's beginning. Others say that King Alphonse's sensei also lives within the gigantic castle, and plays Guardian Heroes with him every Wednesday after work.
AND HOW NOW, CHINESE GIRL? HOW NOW WHEN THE WEIGHT OF THE WORLD CRUSHES THE VERY FABRIC OF TIME YOU SO HOPED TO PROTECT? BUT THAT'S OKAY, GIRLS AREN'T ALLOWED ON THE INTERNETS.
But enough about me. Let me tell you a story about King Alphonse.
He was a fair and just king. Legend says that he was not formed of mere hu-man birth, but instead he was born from a sword of lightning striking the heart of Segata Sanshiro, the most fearsome God of Gaming to ever roam the Earth. As a single spark ricocheted off of Sanshiro's well-toned superhero body, a great fire engulfed the island of Alphonse.
All the native residents of the island were relocated to neighboring countries so they could wait out the fire, which raged on for three decades. Suddenly, on August 14, 1988 the fires imploded on themselves, and at the very centre of where the fire used to be, laid an intangible blue orb. Little did any man, woman, or child of the island nor surrounding areas know or realize, that the orb was not simply a sphere, but instead a concentrated Soul of Gaming spawned from the greatest game warrior in the known universe.
But alas, this sphere could not simply reside in the now-decimated isle. It craved a vessel to contain it's rich, nougaty powers of Gaming Perception, and so, it rocketed into the sky, vanishing out of sight of the island's Shamans, Druids, Mages, Warriors, Warlocks, Paladins, Rogues, and Hunters.
Very little time passed for the Soul of Gaming to find the vessel it intended to embed itself within, in fact, when it formed, a tiny baby boy was being born in a hospital halfway around the globe. The orb overrided the soul that the other Gods intended be sewn within his corporeal shell and instend thrust itself within his body and becoming one with the currently chinese-esque body the baby had at the moment.
As the boy aged, exposure to the sun darkened his skin and early stimuli caused his Soul of Gaming to flare even before he was capable of sentient thought. His abilities increased as every day went on, and despite the vice his flesh had ahold on him, he overcame most obsticles in his path.
Thus, this is where the story truely becomes riviting. Shortly into the young man's second decade in life, he stumbled upon the cave of Segata Sanshiro. Sanshiro could sense the Soul of Gaming within the boy's body, and though the boy's possible limit of sheer Gaming power both perplexed and horrified him within, he did not reveal as such. Segata Sanshiro realized he had sensed this energy before almost a decade ago, when the very same boy stumbled into his cave at the age of ten.
Somehow, the Soul of Gaming magnetically led the young king towards Segata's cave long before meeting him again. The Gaming Judo master sensed the Gaming grade of which was contained in the ore of his body, and knowing that one day he would have to train him at a later date, destroyed all the boy's memory of the encounter with a swift Falcon punch to the brain.
Now that the boy returned a young man, he was finally ready to recieve Segata's training, despite the future king's belief they had never met before, he was compelled to train under the master of masters. And thus he did, in a few short years the young man mastered every technique Segata knew and even developed and mastered his own. With that, he was granted with a headband displaying his newly forged rank and processed power of his Soul.
As the future king wandered the world after completing his training, he was led back to the isle of Alphonse. Many Communist governments attempted to use the island as a foothold against each other in their vies for power. The young master decided to put and end to this, and after sixty-four days, every faction of Communist government attempting to take the island was crushed under the sheer power the young man possessed.
The elders of the island recognized the power that emminated from the future king's body as the very same that was encased in the mysterious orb that was formed on their island over two and a half decades ago. As a thank you, the people of the island built the humble warrior a majestic castle formed from the magical floating mineral rock they were forced to mine while under Communist rule and latched the giant castle so it would hover directly above where the Soul of Gaming was formed.
To honor the warrior who saved their island, they crowned him king, and rather ironically, their hero revealed his name as ALPHONSE. And thus, he was crowned King Alphonse the Lionhearted. He still lives in his magnificent floating castle high above where his soul was forged, protecting the island it is attached to with his great power. Some say that there have been many who have attempted to challenge his greatness only to fall within seconds of a battle's beginning. Others say that King Alphonse's sensei also lives within the gigantic castle, and plays Guardian Heroes with him every Wednesday after work.