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[h2][u]Prologue[/u][/h2][/center]

Camlann City, a small city on the far western coast of Britain, set upon a gigantic hill overlooking the ocean. It doesn't seem too different from any other British city, some local specialities, quirky neighbors, and demons. Demon hunting was a business some people came here for, either assigned a job outside of it to exterminate one within this city, or a demon hunter who lives here goes out to do the weekly cleanup. Despite this reputation, it isn't the home of any demon hunting agency, well until today... Or tomorrow... Well to be quite honest, this demon hunter hasn't decided on a name for his store quite yet.

Set upon some old speakers in a seemingly run-down and dusty old storefront was some old rock, seemed local. Doesn't look like it was worth much at all, maybe from a bargain bin. The old dusty floors seemed to creak voluntarily, yet for the moment they creaked with the sound of footsteps. Dust swept up with each light step, shoes of a quality and brand worth ten heavens above whatever these old floorboards were worth stood before a worn-down desk that the man living here was just given as a donation.

[color=9e0b0f]"This store ain't open yet, besides..."[/color], the one seated behind the desk reached for the gun on the table. Within a flash the barrel was already pointed at the visitor.

[color=9e0b0f]"We don't serve demons here"[/color]. The visitor laughed, placing his hand at his chest, mimicking a sincere laugh, before dusting off his shoulder.

[color=00746b]"Now now, perhaps we... Did not get off on the right foot, an invitation"[/color], he states, pulling out a letter, and throwing it between his fingers, sending it flying like a disk. The man with the gun caught it with his free hand.

[color=00746b]"A dear friend wishes you to see an important event. I daresay it is in your interest to attend... Mordred"[/color], the well-dressed man smiled as he stated so. His fine features, so perfect in complexion and shape, like straight out of a sculptor's store. For some reason this smile was no less than unnerving, but Mordred, the man who he had addressed, was unfazed. He spun the revolver, then set it upon the table again. Now looking to the letter.

[color=9e0b0f]"Get out of here"[/color], was all he said. With a bow the man turned to exit the store.

The shuffling of armor and a low hum of energy filled the street on front of the store. The dead of morning was scarce of people, and so there was no one to witness these knightly demons standing here.

[color=00746b]"Raze it"[/color], said the man, before walking off. Within moments the store was lit up, blades and pillars of light igniting explosions as the whole store was barraged, lasting a good dozen seconds before the dust settled. The noise rang throughout the street, people at least a dozen or twenty feet away were staring at the scene, some even calling authorities, or whatever they could. Normally, people saw one or two demons once in awhile in this city, and generally easy to avoid, but this... Was a whole squad of maybe several or a dozen.

There was silence, the knights appeared satisfied with their work, yet before they could turn and leave...

[color=9e0b0f]"To my dear friend, Mordred"[/color], the knights turned to the rubble as a hand emerged, pushing away a bit of loose wood,

[color=9e0b0f]"I write this letter to you in regards to my arrival in the city of Camlann. I was informed..."[/color], as Mordred read the letter, he was rising up from the debris, dusting himself up.

[color=9e0b0f]"That you were within this city. I have left it to Merlin to find you and deliver this letter to you, in good will. I hope it finds you well, for I would like to extend my invitation to you, for a momentous occasion in my rise, as a king of demons"[/color], the knight demons were on guard, ready for a fight.

[color=9e0b0f]"Yeah good will my ass... As jovial as ever Arthur. Now... Hm?"[/color] As Mordred was pulling out his sword Black Pride from the rubble, he noticed a bit at the end.

[color=9e0b0f]"P.S, I send to you a representation of my dearest dedication to being a demon king. Please, help yourself to my minions"[/color], shaking his head Mordred crushed the letter and threw it away. One of the knights fired a premature shot, the blast of light flew straight towards the black-garbed Mordred, yet diverted mid-flight. In a low stance and gun just outside of it's holster, smoking... The demon was taken aback, realizing what just happened, and the kind of person they were just sent to fight.

[color=9e0b0f]"I guess that makes you all disposable, well then, I'll just have to remember to ask Arthur to compensate me for this!"[/color]

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[center][h2]Camlann City, Main Road > City Square[/h2][/center]

The streets of Camlann early in the morning were quiet, dipped in dew with a light, cool mist pervading over it. The stone streets of the sleepy British city painted an old-fashioned picture of grays and blues, as the strikingly white and gold figure stepped through it. As he walked through the quiet streets, he looked to the sky, the human world was as he remembered. The only reason he could go to and from the human world and demon world, was the work of Merlin's powerful magic, else it would be impossible.

He looked around for a few moments upon reaching the city square. Set upon the middle was a gigantic fountain, with a huge statue diorama of some kind of goddess of water. Yes, afterall, Camlann was named for it's many twisting rivers. The 'crooked land' as it were. Yet he was informed by Merlin this place had a special property for him, and he felt it too.

He raised his hand, clicking his fingers. The snap felt loud enough that it appeared to echo off of the buildings themselves.

Emerging from the mist behind him was a small legion of demons, a few unique faces, and a number of knight-like demons. Amongst this number were his knights, and at the foremost was his most trusted, Gawain. He turned, and yet before he could speak, appearing from a glowing portal just several feet away from him was a well-dressed man.

[color=0054a6]"Merlin, just in time. I trust my good friend Mordred did not give you trouble?"[/color]

[color=00746b]"Not at all my king, one of his lowborn status and borrowed power could never give me any such trouble"[/color], 

[color=0054a6]"Careful what you say. He's always been a tenacious one"[/color], he warned. Merlin smiled and laughed slightly,

[color=00746b]"For someone who betrayed this dear friend, you speak highly of him"[/color], Arthur closed his eyes in thought, before responding to Merlin's remark.

[color=0054a6]"Of course, but I made my choice. I do not regret it. I have a vision to carry out after all"[/color], speaking of which... The reason he was here. He set his hand outstretched to his side, before a blade of light formed, and then fully materialized as his main weapon, the Caliburn. A sword with a radiant blade. He flourished it before setting it into the ground before him.

[color=0054a6]"By the right of destiny and my blood, open to me, the gates of my fate"[/color], as soon as he finished the chant, the sword he held within his hand seemed to cause a pool of gold to emanate beneath his feet, before the fountain itself began to be enveloped in a golden light. And then in not long, the entire square, and some distance around it also began to be bathed in light. And soon the light swallowed all until only white was left.

After some excruciating moments, Arthur, Merlin, and his knights, stood in the middle of a court, with a throne set upon the end. It seemed all too real, yet after a moment... It rippled, and the city of Camlann came into view for but a moment.

[color=0054a6]"It appears I may need a stronger... Key. No matter... Now if you told me correctly Merlin, having done this, this town has become a portal to the demon world too hasn't it?"[/color],

[color=00746b]"Not one of full power, but one of considerable power. It should go away after a few days perhaps. If I may recall, before we left for the human world, several demons and demon lords were on our tail weren't they?"[/color], he answers.

[color=0054a6]"That is true... Then very well. I am done here. Knights, you have your job for today"[/color], he says, pulling the sword out of the ground, the entire castle they stood in disappearing as he did.

[color=0054a6]"Eliminate all of our enemies"[/color]


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[center][color=ed1c24]Exciting, the RP has finally begun.
For the moment, I will describe the situation in Camlann City.

Demons have begun appearing at a large capacity. Even attracting lord demons. Currently, or rather, shortly after the scene above, the city is being evacuated.

For now, everyone is loose in the city, moments before demons begin appearing en masse.[/color][/center]