《A Knight's Promise》Choices
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Soon after entering Hell's gate, they located the missing son driven to insanity his rage was overwhelming as they stood back to back his speed was beyond compare. With each strike, they were merely hitting shadows of himself as they took a blow compared to a thousand fists.
The knights were being forced into a corner when Victor ordered them into a tortoise formation to avoid getting killed by him. He ran out luring Kent away from the rest of the knights with a single punch from his pale bone claw gauntlet he sent him flying into a pile of corpses.
He ran towards his father grabbing a spear made of bone buried a few inches in the ground throwing it towards him. It managed to scratch his shoulder pouldron as he fired a bolt of lightning from his God killer spear hitting him in the chest.
The bolt managed to stun him for a brief moment as the knights broke their formation firing several cables restraining his arms and neck. They planted the cables into the ground restricting his movement while the other knights fired several shots of tranquilizer darts hitting him in the back, neck, left arm, and chest.
Each dart had enough sleeping agents that could put a man into a comatose due to the viruses inside his blood that could easily counter but they fired over 71 darts at the boy. The Knights held their ground as the drug was taking hold Kent tried to break free as he forcefully pulled the cable but the knights did not falter.
After 7 hours he finally fell unconscious cautious of the young knight knowing that he can still pose a massive threat to them they fired several more cables further restricting his movement.
Wasting no time Victor grabbed one of the restraint connectors from his belt and injected it into Kent's neck.
The Restraint connector paralyzed his central nervous system forcing his body to stop moving as he fell to the ground the Virus encased him into a nearly indestructible cocoon that cannot be destroyed from the outside.
Victor and the rest of the knights brought in a black box to contain him until they brought him into the Iron hide Fortress station.
The Iron Hide fortress is one of the stations outside of New Dawn that stands as the first line of defense to the Ark planetoid as it's hull is made of pure Xerrohmite and adamantine steel making it incredibly hard to destroy as it has enough weaponry to stop a 20,000 ship strong invasion all on its own.
Deep within the station's isolation chamber, they restrained Kent with rank 99 chains called the Restraints of discipline to prevent him from escaping. The chains have the ability to counter the strength of their wearer preventing them from breaking said chains and escape is near impossible when they are worn.
Victor came into the observation room to check in on his son as the templars tried to restore his mind it seemed that it was nearing impossible. They all knew that if Kent was released into the populace the possibility of a massacre would be extremely high. To prevent this Victor ordered the Templars to retrieve one of the sacred relics held and highly regarded by the Crusaegrums known as The mask of sanity.
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The mask was created by the 32nd Grand Knight Templar Kalvron Solvek, The mask was created to cleanse the mind from the Fear wave created by the demon champion Nerzorajk the mind breaker. Using said mask would cleanse the mind of the user returning them to their former state only if the mask remains worn.
It was a temporary fix to help him but it was not enough to completely heal his mind but it was good enough until they find a long-term solution. The Grand Knight placed the mask upon his head the virus perceived it as an attack on their host form and remolded the mask into a red-eyed bearded werewolf.
The mask was changed into the form of the Archduke of the forbidden plains in Requiem known as Barbatos in Zerrohnian mythology the beast took on the form of a werewolf. Barbatos Lupus Rex was the name of the beast as it stalks the night for its prey who had spilled innocent blood in its territory all who step in the Forbidden forest fear him as he wields a massive mace sword that could split mountains.
As the mask changed it took time for the mask's ability to take hold Charlotte prayed to Faith in hopes the mask could return her child to the way he used to be. Days passed after the mask was put on him and when he returned he was not the same though he was not extremely aggressive anymore he was cold, calculative, and lacked the morality and chivalry that he used to have.
Inside the Redridge manner the entire family along with those who he helped long ago aided in his rehabilitation and therapy. They noticed many changes in his behavior as he barely sleeps at night, rarely eats, spends almost 20 hours of training per day.
He was restless, to say the least anyone who tried to talk to him would always have his claws ready to strike at them should they make a move against him. The trust he once had in people was long gone what was left of him was merely a monster none would dare to challenge him and should they do they will die.
Over two weeks had passed since Kent returned staying inside his personal workshop just next to the Redridge clan manner. During this time the servants and Sentinels that watched over him said about the ancient metal forge lit up after many years of inactivity.
On the day before the trial, Kent emerged from the ancient workshop with a set of armor built for high-speed close quarter combat.
His helmet was heavily modified as it had a blue forehead camera, a white face mask with white fang's on the side of the four-guard it had a red visor resembling that of a demon's bloodthirsty eyes. It also had blue shoulder blades with a white armor set for both arms but the arms looked different from one another that being the left side is black with a red power core at the side of the elbow.
The right side is white with a green power core with white overlapping scale type armor with two blades on both elbows and the hands had vibration claws.
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On the side of his waist seemed to be a pair of side skirt armor with multi-direction thrusters small enough to give him a top speed of 180 kilometers per hour. Despite this strange-looking side skirt armor it seemed to house more weapons than it seemed.
He also had a pair of experimental blades similar to the Bone blade he used in the Hell's gate but more modern in design as it was codenamed Excaliburst mk2.
The knee guard's had a pile bunker spike on both sides with what seems to be a hidden holster system on both legs with black stripes with three black locks on both sides of each leg and black metallic boots with a white steel toe along with what seemed to be four-piston support system at the back of the boots that connect with the leg armor's back piston.
Chimera walked towards his brother when he just shrugged him off proceeding to the trial of Morality it should have been an easy trial for Kent before he became a monster. All eyes were on him as this trial will determine if he was still Kent Redridge the honorable son or would he don the crown as the azure demon king of the hell's gate.
Before the trial could begin he was given some time to gather his thoughts in the waiting room inside the arena. Before his brother could enter the room he heard a girl's voice talking to his brother but the voice did not sound familiar to him.
"Kent, What will you do?" The girl asked.
Only silence was heard from him aside from the sounds of the sharpening of blades.
"I know you will make the right choice... you are not a monster my friend... I know you won't embrace this path... I will always be watching and praying for you're choice made true... " The Girl whispered.
The girl's voice was soothing as if his soul was about to fall to sleep he shrugged off the thought and entered the room realizing there was no one inside aside from his brother.
They went to the Arena battleground to see the former judicator donned his knight predator armor once more. Without a moment to talk he furiously charged at Sorrhen cracking his chest plate with his fist before he could recover he grabbed his neck and tossed him into the air.
From his side skirt armor, he threw a volley of throwing knives at him hitting the key parts of the predator armor causing it to crack even more. Just before he landed Kent dashed towards him grabbing his leg before his face hit the ground and slammed him repeatedly on the ground as if he was a mere chew toy.
Sorrhen tried to counter by firing his pistol but he crushed it with his claws and threw him nailing him into the wall. Kent charged at him punched him repeatedly to the point his predator armor was already gone the other judicators declared the trial as his victory.
Sadly that was not enough for him as he kept punching the former Judicator to the point he was on the verge of dying. The Knights tried to jump in to prevent him from killing the poor soul Victor stopped them telling them all to watch what happens when one man's desire for power could result should they be blinded by their ambitions.
Though knights know no fear and fear no enemy, sadly Kent was no ordinary enemy they could face off against. Sorrhen pleaded for his life as he grabbed his leg and was simply crushed it beneath his bootheel.
Just before he dealt the final blow he remembered his first oath I who live shall be the shield of peace and the blades of war, Let my people live while I bare all sins to follow, Suffer not the true enemy to live, Should I tolerate those who lead and my people be rewarded of betrayal and suffering, Let none find me wanting...
With a deep breath, he opened his eyes releasing his grip walking away from the beaten Judicator though his rage was stronger than any emotion he had. His resolve as a knight was still with him though in his heart he knew that he is no longer worthy of the rank of Knight Lord.
Faith still recognized his effort and sacrifice to follow the ancient rules of the Knight's ordained by their founder and became a knight lord recognized by Faith herself.
His family ran towards him to congratulate his victory in the trial of morality though many had their doubt as his rage was truly frightening. Just before they could congratulate him a mysterious blue crystal-like orb appeared before him the air around the arena became warm yet cold to the touch as if it were a field of grass being kissed by the breeze of the eastern sea.
The templars warned everyone to get away from the orb as it had a magical aura around it meaning it was made by an unknown enemy. Just before they could jump in Kent touched the orb as if it were calling out to him the grand knight could hear the cries of a million souls on the other side of that orb he could tell there was a threat beyond it but would never dare to cross the lost son.
He reached out his hand as several other orbs surrounded him as they formed a 5-star spell seal with another orb floating above his head. Victor fired his pistol at the orbs but the bullets were stopped in their tracks he ordered every knight and judicator to stop the spell from invoking.
Before anyone could reach him, he suddenly vanished in a flash of bright light to where he may be none can say.
Only a small blue orb remained at the center of the arena where he was taken away only Faith knows where he is now and where ever he maybe let none find him wanting.
End of Flashback...
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