|Shadow of the Colossus: The Sorrowful Tale of Wander and Mono
Author: Yours Anonymous PM
I just finished the game and thought I really needed to do this! Starts out with a short prologue just to sum up the legend of the Forbidden Lands and Dormin. Then the story will move on to focus on Wander and Mono's relationship. Reviews are appreciated. Constructive criticism is highly anticipated. Rated M just so I have room to go all out on this one! Thank you for reading!Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Tragedy - Chapters: 5 - Words: 3,013 - Reviews: 6 - Favs: 4 - Follows: 5 - Updated: 11-20-12 - Published: 10-03-12 - id: 8579751
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In a time not too distant from the memory of man, there was a prosperous kingdom to the South. In this kingdom, the people worshiped their god, whom they called Dormin. Bountiful were the harvests and plentiful were the people, but only by a heavy price. For Dormin demanded a human sacrifice every ten years in order to sustain his powers.
After ages of this abuse, the people gathered in secret to plot a way to destroy the god. Only one rose to the challenge. A wandering shaman from the North explained how his god had told him how he might seal away Dormin, for even the topmost kingdom had heard of the plight of their people. Anxious to be rid of their accursed oppressor, they agreed to the shaman's terms.
A few days later, the shaman sent messengers to every part of the kingdom, telling everyone to make their escape before he sealed away Dormin…and the land with him. Hundreds of people traversed the great expanse of plains, hills, forests, valleys, rivers and fjords. However, Dormin's eye was watchful and in his rage he sent his Shadowmen to attack anyone who was moving toward the Shrine Bridge.
Out of hundreds of thousands of people, only a few hundred successfully met the shaman and were escorted to the other side of the Shrine Bridge. When there was no one left, the shaman went to the Shrine temple to confront Dormin.
"I call upon the one who is named Dormin," he shouted up at the ring of light that shown down the center of the Shrine of Worship.
There was no answer.
"Dormin I summon thee!" and with that he withdrew a short sword from his robe, pointing it up towards the heavenly light. Then, with a low rumble, a voice deep as the core of the earth spoke.
"I am Dormin. Who summons me?" the shaman stepped into the light.
"It is I, the One who shall slay you!" the voice laughed mockingly.
"A human? Slay me? …A God? Ha!"
Then, all of a sudden, with an ear splitting shriek, the light from the sword split Dormin into sixteen pieces, and spread his power to sixteen great colossi throughout the land, and he was entombed thereafter.