Dark Nights, Dark Knights

Prologue

Summary: This is a Chronicles of the Sword fanfiction, happening around two years after Chronicle 20. It's a blended universe, that is, a mix of the COTS and Soul Calibur universe. Pretend that Grandall, Dalkia and Halteese are somewhere in the north-west of Russia... trust me, it'll all make sense soon.

Disclaimer: I, Heaven-Monument, do not own the rights to Soul Calibur and the series, but I wish I did.

‘Soul Calibur’, ‘Soul Edge’, ‘Grandall’, ‘Cervantes de Leon’ and all related terms are registered trademarks of Namco Ltd. All rights reserved.

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Once there was a man who was revered and respected as one of the greatest sword fighters in the land of Grandall. He was extremely skilled with swords, lances, staffs, knives and the like, and was called to the Grandall Army in the mid 16th century. Eventually, he was asked to search all over the world for the ‘Sword of Salvation’, Soul Edge. His parents wanted him to marry before he left, and he obliged gratefully, marrying a beautiful woman, who was the daughter of an old friend of his father’s. She bore him a son, Lee, and a daughter, Elle, one year apart. He left soon after Elle’s birth, vowing to return as soon as he had found Soul Edge.

Eventually finding several fragments, enough to recreate a basic form, he made the choice to stop using his lance and exclusively use Soul Edge, which conveniently turned into a lance of similar size and shape, for its amazing attack power and solid design. He did not realise that Soul Edge was an evil sword, though.

When he returned to Grandall many years later, many of the townsfolk came to him with the news that the dread pirate and original wielder of Soul Edge, Cervantes de Leon, was searching for fragments of the evil sword, the man feared for his life and decided to search for the pirate and kill him.

When he found the pirate, he challenged him to a fight for the remaining part of the Soul Edge, Cervantes agreed and decimated him. As witness reports tell, Cervantes took the lance and sailed away laughing manically.

Soon enough, the news spread to the man’s family. His son and daughter were shocked, and readied to avenge their father at their mother’s request. They prepared their weapons, particularly Lee taking his father’s original lance, Blazecleaver, and Elle taking a basic Katana paired with a giant Shuriken, named Tobikage & Onimaro, respectively.

This is their story, of vengeance, courage, and loyalty, of two swords, two destinies, fiercely entwined.

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Well, there’s the prologue. Hope you like reading it, and don’t, I mean don’t forget to review if you can!

Heaven-Monument

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