Chapter 1
This story will be told in third person and maybe a mix of first person.
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A long time ago on a distant world not too different from earth a great general was born; he was mighty able to lift boulders at the age of 3, sprint with the speed of a Night Saber at the age of 5, wrestle a Earthshaker at the age of 10.
The general's beginnings and end start with his dream, to be a strong and reliable soldier of his nation, and protect his family.
Throtand started as lowly footman, and worked his way up 10 years old hard work, effort and endless battles against the enemy nations and magical beasts; honing his body and skills to the highest degree.
10 Long years and he achieved his dream; he was a general a pillar to his people, a legend amongst men. His children looked up to him; they trained to be just like their dad a warrior of renown. His son Nazar, and his daughter Lily were both talented in different fields however. Lazar was a born mage, and Lily was a muscle headed girl not fit to lead, but to fight.
The mighty general Throtand was called into another war leading an army of ten thousand; he fought another 5 years gaining many victories further honing his skills. Then the unthinkable happened the enemy ambushed them. A traitor a fellow general by the name of Nazaru, told the enemy forces the location of his hidden camp.
Throtand cared for his blood brothers who fought with him in the war with an iron heart, but he also cared for his family in this country of theirs. Resolution in his eyes he turns toward his men and gave them his final order.
Throtand: “I don’t want to see any of you die in this desolate place my friends, so here is my final order go warn the others, protect our families.”
Throtand was confident how, could he call himself a father, if he couldn't even hold off cowards and a traitorous general for a mere 3 hours.
Soldiers with tears in their eyes gave a final salute and ran with all their might to warn the Emperor!. Throtand knowing his death will come soon let's out a toothy grin tilts his head and draws his blade.
The blade was a heavy great sword, gold trimmings in the center that are made so that they seem as if golden blood dripping down slowly, The guard and hilt were made of dragon bone the pommel shaped in a dragons skull and the guard shaped in dragon wings. The blade was made of the strongest metal available to the empire. The pride and joy of Throtand he spent everything gathering the matierals to craft this weapon.
Holding his blade in front of him staring at his reflection in the black blade, time seemed to slow down as he gazed it almost seemed as if hours went by, finally tearing his gaze away from the blade he looked at the enemy, the last battle of General Throtand.
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General Throtand charged straight into the center of the enemy forces swinging wildly blood flying, smearing the gorge walls in crimson blood. Seeing the display the enemy troops were bewildered but started attacking madly he was just one man!
Sacrificing himself and his own defense to kill as many as possible to buy time for his men he swung wildly no thought into his strikes, but they were skillful and disciplined.
Nazaru was deathly afraid, he knew these were the last glorious moments of General Throtand, and he knew that in these last moments the general would be dead set on seeing the traitor fall by his hand.
Throtand locked his eyes on Nazarus pale face and grinned evily, he felt a surge of power and charged straight towards the traitor in a last moment of glory and pride he decapitated the traitor, and roared with victory before dying to his wounds.
Dying is a strange thing sometimes death is just the beginning or it is the end for Throtand it is the journey to a new life and another glorious victory.
In the abyss what felt like ages Throtand finally saw a light.
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So what does everyone think? I decided to take this very seriously >Sad I read Ein gard and the first chapter spoke to me and I decided I want to reincarnate a general from a magic world into medieval earth!.
Of course I will only write more chapters if people enjoyed this setup and the begining. I am currently writing another chapter of Re:monkey in my spare time and another story I got a sudden urge to write. So technically I am writing 3 stories whenever I feel like it. So it may be sloooooow.
I really liked the idea of Lord General throtand and I hope everyone else does to.
Oh boy had no idea it'd be posted this quickly usually it takes a day or 2. I hope people like this I really wanna write the story of General Throtand dude seems cool from my perspective but that's because I can clearly imagine him. I didn't bother describing his looks because he will get new looks anyways.