The Justitator
Judex et Magistus
fugite ergo a facie gladii quoniam ultor iniquitatum gladius est et scitote esse iudicium
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"Then be afraid of the sword for yourselves, For wrath brings the punishment of the sword, So that you may know there is judgment."
-Job 19:29
There is a Legend that is uttered amoung the people in the land of Volendurm. It goes as follows:
In ages past, when tyrants and kings warred, and the wealthy squandered all they had. When the people had naught, and aristocrats threw their children to the spears. In those dark ages when Emperors thirst for men’s blood and flesh were never sated. In those times where mother earth grieved tears of blood, and the gods in heaven hid their faces, there was a man that arise from the battle scared earth, and mutilated bodies of the dead.
Near the end of the 400 years of war, In the battle of tregess, where numbers of a hundred-thousand men slew each other to feed their families, their generals, indeed pleased of the blood stained earth, grinned at this spectacle. Amid such chaos, A man, wearing nor waving the armor or banner of the warring countries appeared on the blood stained horizon, fighting both armies as the armies themselves fought against each other.
This knight, no inhuman being, who towered at seven, no eight, forearm lengths, who wore a battle –torn suit of armor unlike anything seen before, made of heavy metal that would not bend or brake in heat, battle, or arrow. His shield was the size of a man, and twice the weight, which he wield with great ease with his mighty right arm. His weapon, made of the same crude metal, stained with the blood of many, was unlike anything seen. Legend tells that his blade, appearing to be liking to a spearhead, slashed like a sword. Like sharkskin, the edges of the blade tore at anything nearby with fatal results.
But oh, was this man quite the warrior! With a bash of his mighty shield, he tosses a twelve count of men, with his great sword, he cleared all those who stood in his way. Clad in armor from head to toe, he moved faster, but without excess of motion to accomplish his deed.
How did this battle that appeared to have no end, ended you ask? The knight cut a path to the generals, jumped unto their wagon as they were fleeing and thrust his fine sword into their chests.
There are many legends that surround this figure, more commonly named “The Jusistator”, many of which consist him slaying kings and emperors with massive armies, who unjustly kill and take all that belongs to the people they supposedly are to govern.
“Emperor Slayer”, “King killer”, “Aristocrat beheader”, Of all the legends and myths concerning this being, one thing is clear—Emperors, kings, noblemen, and all figureheads charged with governing the people: Beware, least The Jusistator comes to bestow judgement upon you.
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