The Centurion rubbed the chin of his helmet once again, pondering the strange man's words. [color=f26522]"Very well. I accept your surrender." [/color] The man seemed to want be called Zer0, a curious name, indeed, but it was good enough. Easy to say, unlike some of the bizarre names of the Samurai. Why couldn't they have nice, simple, easy to say names, like Magnumus Agoston? 

Centurion did indeed glance over towards the indicated expanse. There was a man in black, the Hunter, walking over to it right now. But Centurion was more focused on the beautiful terrain before him. Almost as beautiful as the Empire.

[color=f26522]"It's beautiful, indeed. Travelling to that castle does seem wise. Perhaps we can parley with the Lord of this land. Do not worry, whoever they are, they will recognize an offical representative of the Southern Empire."[/color] He said confidently. Magnumus had not quite thought too hard about how he got here. It was magic, or something. Now he was in crazy world. He was still in his armor, still had his blade, and he still had his unflinching faith in God and loyalty to the Empire. What more could he need? This was all just new lands to conquer and explore. 

Ah, yes, but Magnumus realized the missing piece of the puzzle. A few people around him were beginning to notice it, and now he was too. There was two suns. The normal sun, and then a much more intimidating, sinister looking sun. Yes, indeed, that looked like pagan evil if the Centurion had ever seen it. And he had! Much more powerful than anything he had ever seen before. The most he had seen it do was grant the Viking Berserkers and Shamans great fury, strength, and immunity to pain. Or gave the Shinobi the ability to go invisible to the untrained eye. But this...was this connected to the light that had consumed him? Perhaps it was much more evil than even his normal enemies. It did not matter! The Centurion would destroy the evil being with a little help from these newfound allies.

[color=f26522]"Well! I reckon if we are to begin exploring this new land, we should get to know each other first. I am Centurion Agoston, Leader of Legions, the Light of Valkenheim, the Fire That Purges, and the finest among the Emperor's Champions!"[/color] He literally flexed his muscles triumphantly, listing off his accolades proudly. He glanced over at some of the people who had mentioned there names.

[color=f26522]"Let's see we've got...uh, 'Death'. Bit of a simple title, but no judgement here."[/color] He looked over the Courier. [color=f26522]"Glad to see you've come to your sense! Caesar's Legion is lame, my legion is far superior. My armor is made of steel, not tin, by the way."[/color]

He kept looking. There was a talking wooden puppet named Geno, the big dragon man, the armored woman Blazermate (it was very tight armor, how did she even fit into it?) and a few others. Like Tora, the annoying birdman. There was also just a man in a blue shirt who looked astoundingly normal. A woman who called herself Linkle was one of the first to come to the conclusion about the evil light. 

[color=f26522]"Do not worry, ma'am,"[/color] He said to Linkle, [color=f26522]"The light of the Empire shines brighter than any false god."[/color]

[color=f26522]"We can get to know each other as we continue towards that castle!"[/color] He pointed his gladius, gleaming in the sun, towards the far off objective. [color=f26522]"Onwards, friends. Glory awaits!"[/color]

With that, he began marching towards the Mushroom Kingdom's main castle. He had a quick pace about him but he was not trying to outrun his new allies. 

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