Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28144855-20161006153517/@comment-26517142-20161015165802

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It was .... years back into the past... Several decades since the time of the Demon Lord's first resurgence...

A group of scientists gather around a vacant area, in an island far out into the sea. Their stares narrow down on one single subject of interest: a boy around the age of 5-6.

Battling with killer robots.

J'EL, the boy of promise for the last hope of Lescatie, jumps with ease at the attack of armored machinations coming at him using razors and saws. As the machinery aims at him, he jumps at the wall, then slams his hardened fist at the center of the robot's core. Igniting, it explodes, catching fire to other units as they followed its downfall.

The scientists gape in amazement. J'EL grabs at a robot's foot, crushing its joints. It beeps as it crashes to the floor. His head rams into a robot's leg and knocks it back before him ending it with a spell circle of water.

Men and women alike cheer.

And from the background, a Mamono-like goddess watches.

"Such a cute boy, and they use him for exhibition? Unsightly..."