Poor guy, looks like he's been there a while... forgotten. To all the nameless heroes heroes that fell fighting for what they thought was right against impossible odds. No one knows their stories, but it doesn't mean they should be forgotten.
In the world there are many forgoten warrior, who where once a hero's, a saints, the strongest.... But as time pass they all become sand. As time spare no one.
So true...in any battle in life there is the hero. Sometimes it is not the war that brings to hero to us it is the hero in our hearts that brings the battle to help each other out today. We are living in dark times and we need each other even more now than last year. We all have to be hero's to each other. Let us not fight about politics anymore. What is done is done. The leaders of this country is destroying it, but we have to stand up and not let that happen. We are better than that after all we all American's. We are hero's.
@@antionettewardell2151 Absolutely. Let us work together in love for our fellow decent humans. Forget those who are dragging us into these dark times, by complying with the inconsistent and tyrannical government rules and regulations. There's nothing we can do to open their eyes to the truth. We need to concentrate on those who have woken up. Those in denial about what the government is doing, will have no other choice but to awaken eventually. I do feel sorry for them because they don't seem to want to believe that the government are not doing what is best for the general public, and the truth is going to be a bitter and a very hard pill for them to swallow.
_My friend, you did it. You saved everyone, rest now my friend. I promise that you'll be remembered as a great hero and your actions will not be forgotten. Farewell....._
In his final moments, he thought only of her...her eyes, her smile, her laugh. He looked up and saw her as if she was right in front of him, she was bathed in light and it was as if time itself had slowed...he reached out for her struggling to breathe, she reached back gently taking his hand and he suddenly felt a warm feeling flow over his body as the pain started to fade away. He had missed her so much that when death came, he welcomed it as an old friend. This legendary hero, this mighty warrior, took his final breath holding the hand of the woman he had loved more than life itself.
He pushes us out of the area. "FALL BACK! I'll hold here! GO!" "Jen!!!" I cried to him. "GO!!! I'll hold here to buy you guys time!" As he looks back at us sword at ready watching the path. "COME ON! Well fall back together man! Jen! Come on!" Extended my hand to him. "Come on!" He looks back at us. "Someone needs to stay here. You guys are to wounded. I'll hold.. GO!" "Jen?" Holding back my tears. "Go. You guys go." Our comrade next to my side tells me with his hand on shoulder. "He's right... We need to fall back." Jen looks at us and smiles. "Go.. I'll meet you guys on the other side." We fell back... We waited... we waited....
Thank you for this playlist I keep coming back to it and it never gets old. Whether to write my novel, study, or simply sit and think of all the lost heroes that I owe, this playlist is a gem.
Title: Slowly I have so much inspiration, ideas, and creativity. I want to do something about this. I want to. I cant. I really can't do it. Something is holding me back like a cover in a chain trying to escape. I can't escape. So I'm stuck in this forever dark-Abbys. As I watch my family and friends enjoy the good life they receive as I stood back and watch them grow. So, I cover myself with a mask and a hood over me. Stand by as the world fast forward. Further away from me as I stood there, watching. Slowly, soon I'll be forgotten. Slowly, turns to dust as the wind blows away from my existing. Slowly. Maybe, one day, I'll find my own light.
How beautiful but also sad as well but also there is a beautiful and strong woman voice in the background art thanks you for making beautiful music over the years for everyone to listen to even me so thanks you again and keep up the good work
"Never forget that at some point in time there was a brave warrior, the greatest of them all that trust and give his heart to who he thought were his faithful friends, betrayed by envy, he never fell he stood to the end with honor until the dark cloak of night covered him and the beauty of death gave him her deadly kiss..."
That is... THE BEST Dark Souls fanart I have ever seen (if it is). No matter what this is an amazing music piece and the image is just... I have no words to describe how good it is
@@ScarBrosBlackSmokeScarBrosBlac it gives you the freedom of interpretation. There are no limitations for your imagination. That's why this catching element fascinates me so much
The final light has shone Down upon the last bastion of hope He sinks upon his weary knees Having fought for not his nation Nor his people, not for fame nor glory But to bring forth the dawn of one mor day For his love whom he held so dear.... Rest now oh weary warrior, your job is now done Let your eyes close, your heart rest Your soul shall carry on...
- So kid, is this the end you wanted? - ...No i wanted, a quiet and slow life. With the one i love... But if with this i can protect them, then im happy i took this road. - Is that so, a warrior with a Hero dead. - Hehe with it did become a Hero, did't i...Ahh, im so tired now. - Now you can finally rest, kid.
"At the end of a tunnel, a scouting party sent to look for an enemy that mysteriously disappeared, found what looked to be a lone, heavily armored knight, holding the remains of a sword and shield in his hands. Around him were a countless number of bodies, and at his feet, laid the busted remains of what looked to be a feared Death Knight. A young woman steps away from the group, approaching the knight. "Father," she says quietly, "Rest now, we are safe. Mother is waiting for you." Her hand touches the armor, and the knight slowly kneels, before collapsing, the armor empty. "He was once the Captain of the Guard, and his duty was to protect the people, no matter the cost," she said, tears in her eyes as she looks to the others, "now let us go home, and let him have his peace."
Epic music has this incredible ability to make you feel like the hero of your own story. The monumental soundscapes and dramatic crescendos ignite a sense of determination and courage. It's the musical motivation I need to conquer challenges. ⚔🎼
It seems like I don't feel at all for a while. And music like this starts my heart and touch my soul so I could feel so much I felt before and even smth that I cannot feel in this world.
The fight, started out on the field, but later into the battle the fight ended up in the deep forest,were many died that day. The brave knights fought hard and the battle dragged into late night, but in the end the brave hero stood alone against overwhelming odds. Just as he slained another out of more than he could count, he felt an incredible pain sour trough his body as the long sword went trough his body. His sword fell out of his hands and just like in slow motion fell to the ground. He just stood there for a moment and then fell onto his knees. He looked up at the moon and the stars that filled the sky. After a short while it all went black and his head fell down. The last hero was gone, and in a castle far away a young princess stood and looked at the same moon with tears falling down, because she knew.
This. Is. Epic. The artwork. The music. I usually just play some things like this as background music, but these tracks drew me in to a portion of a different and beautiful world. I felt I was in the cave; but the slain hero still felt distant. I wanted to hug him even if he wouldn't know it. I wanted to carry his body and bury it in the land of his fathers and children. But I can't. If only I could, at least, embrace the people he left behind. Still I can't. But I can embrace the people that are near me. As you, too, can. Virtual hugs to everyone who may need it! :)
I understand it song , like went the last memories of the soldier before the death. He remembered about the things that touched his life , to die peaceful. A beautiful history... touch the heart deeply. I listen all days it song, make me to reflect about my life. ❤
"Hey. Don't worry about a thing. You've changed so many lives. You've battled wars so that people can finally live a simple life without all this bloodshed. You've helped people find closure. You've helped topple down the tyranny that once dictated these lands. You've made quite the work. And what you've done has echoed throughout all the kingdoms. Everyone knows your name. Your name is permanently etched into their hearts, minds and souls. They know your way. And they will walk your path for the better. I know you're scared to leave. I was scared to leave too. I thought that once I followed the light, I'll leave behind business I could not fulfill, promises I would break. That fear was gone when I saw you taking over my duties, even if I told you to never do that. I then thought...I don't have to worry. I don't have to be afraid. I knew you would lead the way. And you did. And you make me proud. You made all of us proud. Relax. You followed through with your tasks that time allowed you to. It's time for them to take charge. They'll be taking it from here now. And they'll know you'll be watching, even if you aren't there. Take my hand. Come. It's time to rest in peace."
everyone keeps making stories and stuff, and thats great n all but... that "hero" in the background has been stabbed in the BACK... why isnt anyone asking why he was betrayed?
Maybe the opponent he was fighting was a coward and stabbed him in the back rather than fight him honourably. I do know what you mean though, I too have been contemplating this.
The way I interpreted it was that he was fending against multiple enemies, and they had him surrounded. So while fending one side of enemies off, one got behind him and stabbed him in the back. A low move, but the only move that the cowardly enemies could do to take him down. His front was too fierce and too mighty for them to win against fairly.
That is a great input. Why was in stabbed in the back? I hadn't thought about that one. He was fighting a war and in war there is no rules of engagement. I have seen so many battles over the years in movies and such, you see in carnages with the men that are fighting they are just killing in any way possible. This image that the artist did was about a Knight and I always thought that the Knight had rules. This one rule was broken. Who was his killer and why?
This is literally the only place on the internet that has lyrics for Manic Hero. I've been looking for lyrics for that song for *months* and this is the only place I've found them. They're wrong in a couple places... but at least they're close enough for me to be able to figure out what's actually being sung.
These hero’s of legend, a brave band of warriors who had bonded much over their many months of traveling together, now as close as blood. They stood before their enemy. They had endured much and it all lead to this, The great evil that had cursed their land for a thousand years. They approached knowing they could very well perish in this battle, but as in all other things, they would do it together. Non of them were prepared when they walked away, having slayed this terrible beast. Non of them were prepared when only one of them would never walk out of that evil place.
The mighty swing of his sword came to a jolting stop as his foe's hand grasped the blade. The knight looked up with a fiery glint in his eyes. He would not fall. He would not let this foul creature from the Abyss terrorize this land and the good people in it. As its dark essence began to climb the blade, he pulled the Holy blade free from the grip of the demon before him. He sank to one knee from exhaustion. He knew his wounds were too grave, his body too tired, to survive this battle. The blade dipped, and the tip sank into the dirt. He thought of the people that lived their lives in peace and prosperity because of the hardship and turmoil he faced. He thought of his son, and the trials he would face in his life. He thought of her. Her face, her eyes, the way she looked at him when he returned after weeks away. He stood up, standing tall. He felt his strength sapping as freely as the blood that flowed from his wounds. One last attack. The demon bared its fangs and raised its talons. It charged at him as he swung with all his remaining strength. A warm sense of peace enveloped him, and as his blade pierced the demon's form, he released the blade. The creature howled in agony, knowing very well that its wound was fatal. It looked at the weakened knight with pure hatred in its eyes as it tore the blade from its chest and drove it through the hero's back as it returned to the Abyss. The knight did not feel the blade penetrate his armor. He did not feel his body fall to its knees. He only felt a sense of calm. A sense of warmth that forced him to look up. And he saw the light that called him. And as his head dipped, as his shoulders slumped, his soul walked towards the light.
After a 40 year long battle. One hero by the name of Drovak finally put an end to the madness spreading peace across the land. It took the death of the Kings right hand knight for them to finally realise the madness, how much it has actually cost them. They dared not move his decaying body for he died a heroes death and a hero he shall remain. Everyday since the war ended, the king would always go visit his oldest friend and tell him stories of what the world was now like. This brang a smile to his spirit enabling him to pass on to the next life, but he never stopped watching over the king.
26:32 He stopped running. "GO!" he cried. "It is not far now, the ship is ready" You can make it" "NO, not like this!" She cried. "We can make it, together.....all of us" She looked at the others. They were old, fatigued, weak. They had no chance. She understood why he was doing this but didn't want to accept it. "GOOOO!! RUN" He cried and turned around. Tears were streaming down her cheeks but she knew there was no other way. For them to survive, he would have to remain to buy them time They were not fast enough. "Run! Towards the port! Now Go go go go !" She cried at others and pushed them down the stony spiral case. They all ran. She followed them. She looked back one more time. He was not moving, his back towards her, sword in his arm his focus was at the approaching force crossing the bridge. "A hero" she thought. He was beautiful, powerful. God-like. This was the journey he chose and he would not have it any other way. Crying, she turned and ran to catch up with the others His heart was being fast but his focus was clear. For the first time, his purpose was clear. To hold them, for as long as possible. Nothing else mattered anymore. He unbuckled his body armour It was heavy. He took off his gloves, his leg armour and removed his helmet. Now he felt free and powerful. He could sense the ancient energy of this place running through him. The ancient ones were with him. His ancestors built this place. They were watching him. This was his judgement day. He smiled. They were not far now. He could see the leader. Large spear and shield in his hands. He was powerful, young and screaming like mad. Behind him, his entire force. They were at least 200 of them. "good" he thought as he gripped the hilt of his sword in one hand and his dagger in the other. This was it. The last stand. He would take those devils with him. Not long now, they were only seconds away.......... A power unlike any he has ever felt was soaring through is veins. He felt immortal. This is it .......He yelled from the top of his lungs and threw himself on the leader and with an animalistic force. With a powerful stroke, he thrust the dagger in his neck......the leader was dead before even seeing what has happened. he thrust his body aside and hacked brutally at next one, slashing through his shield, his leather armour and stopping inside his ribs. He ducked under another spear, he grabbed it and with a powerful stroke thrust his dagger inside the carrier's eye. The others have stopped. They were terrified. Within seconds he mercilessly slained 3 of them. They hesitated, he knew this was his moment as he roared like an animal and threw himself at the rest 200 against one. He has never felt so powerful. This place was feeding him energy and raw brutal power. .....................it felt like hours. His body was in pain, he was bleeding from many places. He has been stabbed many times. At that moment he heard it...the bell.....the others made it. The ship has sailed. She saved them and he has fulfilled his purpose. With last gaze, he looked around. Everywhere he looked, dead bodies lay. There were piles and piles of dead and dying. His sword was broken, his dagger still sticking from the forehead of his last victim. Not a single one made it through.... Another powerful thrust and excruciating pain, he looked down, a spear has penetrated his lower abdomen and another and another. .....His journey was over and he would soon join his ancestors.....with the remaining life he had in him he grabbed the neck of the two men who were the closest and threw himself off the bridge, with them...They screamed like children....... He was at peace. It did not hurt anymore....the valley below was approaching fast. He closed his eyes, smiling.....they made it. She will lead them towards new life. All was well.....
@@specializedexpert7998 I could see it in my head when writing it, a sort of Dark Souls type of environment with a sun setting upon the bridge as a place of final stand. Would love to see a visual haha
That’s war not everyone makes it back but they can leave with a sense of honor and hopefulness knowing they died fighting for who they loved and what they believed in
" you was not killed by the enemy because the sword that price through your heart came form the back...all the tears and blood you shared as you went into the battles and as thank you was murdered by the ones you called brothers now rest in peace"
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Poor guy, looks like he's been there a while... forgotten.
To all the nameless heroes heroes that fell fighting for what they thought was right against impossible odds. No one knows their stories, but it doesn't mean they should be forgotten.
In the world there are many forgoten warrior, who where once a hero's, a saints, the strongest.... But as time pass they all become sand. As time spare no one.
So true...in any battle in life there is the hero. Sometimes it is not the war that brings to hero to us it is the hero in our hearts that brings the battle to help each other out today. We are living in dark times and we need each other even more now than last year. We all have to be hero's to each other. Let us not fight about politics anymore. What is done is done. The leaders of this country is destroying it, but we have to stand up and not let that happen. We are better than that after all we all American's. We are hero's.
@@antionettewardell2151 Absolutely. Let us work together in love for our fellow decent humans. Forget those who are dragging us into these dark times, by complying with the inconsistent and tyrannical government rules and regulations. There's nothing we can do to open their eyes to the truth. We need to concentrate on those who have woken up. Those in denial about what the government is doing, will have no other choice but to awaken eventually.
I do feel sorry for them because they don't seem to want to believe that the government are not doing what is best for the general public, and the truth is going to be a bitter and a very hard pill for them to swallow.
@@cymar1000 I feel that pill has been swallowed and they are now waking up to the fact that they have voted for the wrong person.
We owe them a debt: to ensure their death, struggle, and Greatness was not in vain. They live within us, if we look.
"A hero need not speak. When he is gone, The world will speak for him."
_My friend, you did it. You saved everyone, rest now my friend. I promise that you'll be remembered as a great hero and your actions will not be forgotten. Farewell....._
May Your Soul Rest In Piece
Friend I Miss You ❤️
In his final moments, he thought only of her...her eyes, her smile, her laugh. He looked up and saw her as if she was right in front of him, she was bathed in light and it was as if time itself had slowed...he reached out for her struggling to breathe, she reached back gently taking his hand and he suddenly felt a warm feeling flow over his body as the pain started to fade away. He had missed her so much that when death came, he welcomed it as an old friend. This legendary hero, this mighty warrior, took his final breath holding the hand of the woman he had loved more than life itself.
Love it 😊
Let's get him home
Woow, fantastic ❤️❤️❤️
. . .I'M nOT cRyINg!!!!
She forgot him and married another dude and living happily.
He pushes us out of the area. "FALL BACK! I'll hold here! GO!"
"Jen!!!" I cried to him.
"GO!!! I'll hold here to buy you guys time!" As he looks back at us sword at ready watching the path.
"COME ON! Well fall back together man! Jen! Come on!" Extended my hand to him. "Come on!"
He looks back at us. "Someone needs to stay here. You guys are to wounded. I'll hold.. GO!"
"Jen?" Holding back my tears.
"Go. You guys go."
Our comrade next to my side tells me with his hand on shoulder. "He's right... We need to fall back."
Jen looks at us and smiles. "Go.. I'll meet you guys on the other side."
We fell back... We waited... we waited....
but he never came
Alright roleplayer good job
An awesome script , thx , been practicing well on it
"Great work back there, kid. Now you can finally rest."
C n.
that hit hard :(
What's the quote from?
@@WarpstormChronicles I dunno... Quote just came into my head while listening this.
@@aereiq It's a great line.
Farewell my friend ,you will be remembered forever ,as a hero
This art just makes me kind of sad just looking at it
Dwayne Ford & Clara Sorace is a wonderful team that aims to be the best of Epic music
Possibly the saddest picture and title. A hero alone in a cave, the light of god saving his soul.
Suicide is a one way trip...
@@goldstarcwi if you mean that by the picture the knight there was stabbed in the back
@@pintobean6702 It was a clear suicide...
@@goldstarcwi how does one kill themselves by stabbing themselves in the back
@@pintobean6702 Ask Hillary Clinton.
Thank you for this playlist I keep coming back to it and it never gets old.
Whether to write my novel, study, or simply sit and think of all the lost heroes that I owe, this playlist is a gem.
Title: Slowly
I have so much inspiration, ideas, and creativity. I want to do something about this. I want to. I cant. I really can't do it. Something is holding me back like a cover in a chain trying to escape. I can't escape. So I'm stuck in this forever dark-Abbys. As I watch my family and friends enjoy the good life they receive as I stood back and watch them grow. So, I cover myself with a mask and a hood over me. Stand by as the world fast forward. Further away from me as I stood there, watching. Slowly, soon I'll be forgotten. Slowly, turns to dust as the wind blows away from my existing. Slowly.
Maybe, one day, I'll find my own light.
Maybe
How beautiful but also sad as well but also there is a beautiful and strong woman voice in the background art thanks you for making beautiful music over the years for everyone to listen to even me so thanks you again and keep up the good work
I completely agree with you
Clara & Dwayne this is a Masterpiece! Fantastic Music!
absolutely
True heroes are never forgotten, because the world we live in was created by their sacrifice. Thus we are their proof they lived.
"Never forget that at some point in time there was a brave warrior, the greatest of them all that trust and give his heart to who he thought were his faithful friends, betrayed by envy, he never fell he stood to the end with honor until the dark cloak of night covered him and the beauty of death gave him her deadly kiss..."
The song "Manic Hero" at 5:50 . . . that line is freaking raw.
A blank page become to something powerful this is why i love art
Amazing music !
Loving the orchestration of strings and piano in this, so emotional. Thank you!
So powerful ! These compositions are so deep and amazingly done. Pure gold to our ears ! Thank you for sharing this compilation.
What if he died protecting the one he loved? But she’s no longer there and maybe she never was.
That is... THE BEST Dark Souls fanart I have ever seen (if it is). No matter what this is an amazing music piece and the image is just... I have no words to describe how good it is
I am in love with this picture. It truly looks amazing, it tells such a deep story 😍😪
@@klpr3173 And many more stories can be unraveled, based only on this image
@@ScarBrosBlackSmokeScarBrosBlac it gives you the freedom of interpretation. There are no limitations for your imagination. That's why this catching element fascinates me so much
The final light has shone
Down upon the last bastion of hope
He sinks upon his weary knees
Having fought for not his nation
Nor his people, not for fame nor glory
But to bring forth the dawn of one mor day
For his love whom he held so dear....
Rest now oh weary warrior, your job is now done
Let your eyes close, your heart rest
Your soul shall carry on...
- So kid, is this the end you wanted?
- ...No i wanted, a quiet and slow life. With the one i love... But if with this i can protect them, then im happy i took this road.
- Is that so, a warrior with a Hero dead.
- Hehe with it did become a Hero, did't i...Ahh, im so tired now.
- Now you can finally rest, kid.
"At the end of a tunnel, a scouting party sent to look for an enemy that mysteriously disappeared, found what looked to be a lone, heavily armored knight, holding the remains of a sword and shield in his hands. Around him were a countless number of bodies, and at his feet, laid the busted remains of what looked to be a feared Death Knight. A young woman steps away from the group, approaching the knight. "Father," she says quietly, "Rest now, we are safe. Mother is waiting for you." Her hand touches the armor, and the knight slowly kneels, before collapsing, the armor empty. "He was once the Captain of the Guard, and his duty was to protect the people, no matter the cost," she said, tears in her eyes as she looks to the others, "now let us go home, and let him have his peace."
I'm totally delighted !!! Amazing ! Bravo !!!
Epic music has this incredible ability to make you feel like the hero of your own story. The monumental soundscapes and dramatic crescendos ignite a sense of determination and courage. It's the musical motivation I need to conquer challenges. ⚔🎼
It seems like I don't feel at all for a while. And music like this starts my heart and touch my soul so I could feel so much I felt before and even smth that I cannot feel in this world.
Better to die on your feet than on your knees . Respect to the millions that chose that path before the end 👍🏻
Indeed
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Bellissimo ❤️🌟
The fight, started out on the field, but later into the battle the fight ended up in the deep forest,were many died that day. The brave knights fought hard and the battle dragged into late night, but in the end the brave hero stood alone against overwhelming odds. Just as he slained another out of more than he could count, he felt an incredible pain sour trough his body as the long sword went trough his body.
His sword fell out of his hands and just like in slow motion fell to the ground. He just stood there for a moment and then fell onto his knees. He looked up at the moon and the stars that filled the sky. After a short while it all went black and his head fell down. The last hero was gone, and in a castle far away a young princess stood and looked at the same moon with tears falling down, because she knew.
@Jordan D Ohh wow, thnx alot :)
OH MY GOOOOOSSSSHHHH!! NOW I'M CRYING!!!
@@dominicstarr3065 ❤❤
Good writing.
@@Vinselot692 Thank you :)
Wonderful
this is epic, the instruments in each one of these pieces just mix together really well giving the songs a grand feeling
What if he died protecting the one he loved? But she’s no longer there and maybe she never was.
Thats very hurt
Or he
Oh wow, the first song. I put this on to write to, but that voice is too enchanting to turn away from
Super Dramatic Epic songs
This. Is. Epic.
The artwork. The music.
I usually just play some things like this as background music, but these tracks drew me in to a portion of a different and beautiful world.
I felt I was in the cave; but the slain hero still felt distant. I wanted to hug him even if he wouldn't know it. I wanted to carry his body and bury it in the land of his fathers and children. But I can't.
If only I could, at least, embrace the people he left behind.
Still I can't.
But I can embrace the people that are near me. As you, too, can.
Virtual hugs to everyone who may need it! :)
It's so awesome for writing my novel that i don't want to quit this video^^
I understand it song , like went the last memories of the soldier before the death. He remembered about the things that touched his life , to die peaceful. A beautiful history... touch the heart deeply. I listen all days it song, make me to reflect about my life. ❤
Una música muy bella 🎶💓
This is gorgeous.
Him: God Is That You
God: Yes...Now Rest My Child You Did All You Could And You Fought With Strength And Power With The Holy Spirit🤍✝️
thank you, today on my birthday I will listen and I will get pleasure
FANTÁSTICO ÉL CANTO Y CORO DIVINO DE MARAVILLOSAS MUJERES KE ELEVAN MI ALMA, ESPIRITU, MENTE Y CORAZON.... 💖🙏🙏
👩🚀❤️👨🚀👌✌️ Dankeschön
So beatiful and magical.
Fantastic!!!🙂❤🪓
ESPETACULAR..LINDA MUSICA...EMOCIONANTE...
Outstanding 👏🏻👏🏻
"Hey. Don't worry about a thing. You've changed so many lives. You've battled wars so that people can finally live a simple life without all this bloodshed. You've helped people find closure. You've helped topple down the tyranny that once dictated these lands. You've made quite the work.
And what you've done has echoed throughout all the kingdoms. Everyone knows your name. Your name is permanently etched into their hearts, minds and souls. They know your way. And they will walk your path for the better.
I know you're scared to leave. I was scared to leave too. I thought that once I followed the light, I'll leave behind business I could not fulfill, promises I would break. That fear was gone when I saw you taking over my duties, even if I told you to never do that. I then thought...I don't have to worry. I don't have to be afraid. I knew you would lead the way. And you did. And you make me proud. You made all of us proud.
Relax. You followed through with your tasks that time allowed you to. It's time for them to take charge. They'll be taking it from here now. And they'll know you'll be watching, even if you aren't there.
Take my hand. Come. It's time to rest in peace."
You di it my friend...farewell
OMG, What a epic master piece.
The music is very Epic and beautiful
Love love love thousands times
Very beautiful songs, thanks!
“Even if it took this long, everyone knew you were the good guy along buddy…now get yourself some rest, you’ve earned it.”
Fantastic Music
Only the dead had seen the end of war..rest in peace heroes...we salute you all..
Superb inspiring things, holding them in mind can change me... Thanks for a bit of fresh breath!
ECEPCIONAL, MARAVILHOSO INCRÍVEL ESTA MÚSICA.
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The light is him respawning.
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everyone keeps making stories and stuff, and thats great n all but... that "hero" in the background has been stabbed in the BACK... why isnt anyone asking why he was betrayed?
Maybe the opponent he was fighting was a coward and stabbed him in the back rather than fight him honourably. I do know what you mean though, I too have been contemplating this.
The way I interpreted it was that he was fending against multiple enemies, and they had him surrounded. So while fending one side of enemies off, one got behind him and stabbed him in the back. A low move, but the only move that the cowardly enemies could do to take him down. His front was too fierce and too mighty for them to win against fairly.
You are right. Thats even sadder.
@@nerogeckomusic7616The hero was Cara Dune.
That is a great input. Why was in stabbed in the back? I hadn't thought about that one. He was fighting a war and in war there is no rules of engagement. I have seen so many battles over the years in movies and such, you see in carnages with the men that are fighting they are just killing in any way possible. This image that the artist did was about a Knight and I always thought that the Knight had rules. This one rule was broken. Who was his killer and why?
Pure epic. Have no words. Awsome.
"the mission the nightmares there finaly ... Over"
Merci on recharge les ÉNERGIES même celle de Merlin et bibi.. bon courage petite ÉNERGIE dans une grande ÉNERGIE qui se nomme la SOURCE
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Maravilloso y encantador!!🎶💓
This is literally the only place on the internet that has lyrics for Manic Hero. I've been looking for lyrics for that song for *months* and this is the only place I've found them.
They're wrong in a couple places... but at least they're close enough for me to be able to figure out what's actually being sung.
These hero’s of legend, a brave band of warriors who had bonded much over their many months of traveling together, now as close as blood. They stood before their enemy. They had endured much and it all lead to this, The great evil that had cursed their land for a thousand years. They approached knowing they could very well perish in this battle, but as in all other things, they would do it together. Non of them were prepared when they walked away, having slayed this terrible beast. Non of them were prepared when only one of them would never walk out of that evil place.
The mighty swing of his sword came to a jolting stop as his foe's hand grasped the blade. The knight looked up with a fiery glint in his eyes. He would not fall. He would not let this foul creature from the Abyss terrorize this land and the good people in it. As its dark essence began to climb the blade, he pulled the Holy blade free from the grip of the demon before him. He sank to one knee from exhaustion. He knew his wounds were too grave, his body too tired, to survive this battle. The blade dipped, and the tip sank into the dirt. He thought of the people that lived their lives in peace and prosperity because of the hardship and turmoil he faced. He thought of his son, and the trials he would face in his life. He thought of her. Her face, her eyes, the way she looked at him when he returned after weeks away.
He stood up, standing tall. He felt his strength sapping as freely as the blood that flowed from his wounds. One last attack. The demon bared its fangs and raised its talons. It charged at him as he swung with all his remaining strength. A warm sense of peace enveloped him, and as his blade pierced the demon's form, he released the blade. The creature howled in agony, knowing very well that its wound was fatal. It looked at the weakened knight with pure hatred in its eyes as it tore the blade from its chest and drove it through the hero's back as it returned to the Abyss.
The knight did not feel the blade penetrate his armor. He did not feel his body fall to its knees. He only felt a sense of calm. A sense of warmth that forced him to look up. And he saw the light that called him. And as his head dipped, as his shoulders slumped, his soul walked towards the light.
This was clearly a suicide...
@@goldstarcwi how'd he stab himself in the back? Lol
@@frischey He was going to testify against the Clinton's...
May he rise as a mighty warrior in the fallen army.
After a 40 year long battle. One hero by the name of Drovak finally put an end to the madness spreading peace across the land. It took the death of the Kings right hand knight for them to finally realise the madness, how much it has actually cost them. They dared not move his decaying body for he died a heroes death and a hero he shall remain. Everyday since the war ended, the king would always go visit his oldest friend and tell him stories of what the world was now like. This brang a smile to his spirit enabling him to pass on to the next life, but he never stopped watching over the king.
Oh de mi
Oh oh 😂 los
Oh o no oh oh
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A masterpiece!
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Damn that first song hit really hard right away. I wasn't expecting that!
that 1st track "loss" got the water slide running for a bit there
Music for the soul
Wow nice song
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Me encanta la voz de la cantante me eriza la piel ❤
Amazing songs!
This music is so beatiful 😍😉😁🙄
His love singing of his death as the ones he's saves mourn the loss of a hero, a friend and if a true hero
And of a true hero
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He stopped running.
"GO!" he cried. "It is not far now, the ship is ready" You can make it"
"NO, not like this!" She cried. "We can make it, together.....all of us" She looked at the others. They were old, fatigued, weak. They had no chance. She understood why he was doing this but didn't want to accept it.
"GOOOO!! RUN" He cried and turned around.
Tears were streaming down her cheeks but she knew there was no other way. For them to survive, he would have to remain to buy them time They were not fast enough. "Run! Towards the port! Now Go go go go !" She cried at others and pushed them down the stony spiral case. They all ran. She followed them. She looked back one more time. He was not moving, his back towards her, sword in his arm his focus was at the approaching force crossing the bridge. "A hero" she thought. He was beautiful, powerful. God-like. This was the journey he chose and he would not have it any other way. Crying, she turned and ran to catch up with the others
His heart was being fast but his focus was clear. For the first time, his purpose was clear. To hold them, for as long as possible. Nothing else mattered anymore. He unbuckled his body armour It was heavy. He took off his gloves, his leg armour and removed his helmet. Now he felt free and powerful. He could sense the ancient energy of this place running through him. The ancient ones were with him. His ancestors built this place. They were watching him. This was his judgement day. He smiled.
They were not far now. He could see the leader. Large spear and shield in his hands. He was powerful, young and screaming like mad. Behind him, his entire force. They were at least 200 of them. "good" he thought as he gripped the hilt of his sword in one hand and his dagger in the other. This was it. The last stand. He would take those devils with him. Not long now, they were only seconds away..........
A power unlike any he has ever felt was soaring through is veins. He felt immortal. This is it .......He yelled from the top of his lungs and threw himself on the leader and with an animalistic force. With a powerful stroke, he thrust the dagger in his neck......the leader was dead before even seeing what has happened. he thrust his body aside and hacked brutally at next one, slashing through his shield, his leather armour and stopping inside his ribs. He ducked under another spear, he grabbed it and with a powerful stroke thrust his dagger inside the carrier's eye.
The others have stopped. They were terrified. Within seconds he mercilessly slained 3 of them. They hesitated, he knew this was his moment as he roared like an animal and threw himself at the rest 200 against one. He has never felt so powerful. This place was feeding him energy and raw brutal power.
.....................it felt like hours. His body was in pain, he was bleeding from many places. He has been stabbed many times. At that moment he heard it...the bell.....the others made it. The ship has sailed. She saved them and he has fulfilled his purpose. With last gaze, he looked around. Everywhere he looked, dead bodies lay. There were piles and piles of dead and dying. His sword was broken, his dagger still sticking from the forehead of his last victim. Not a single one made it through.... Another powerful thrust and excruciating pain, he looked down, a spear has penetrated his lower abdomen and another and another. .....His journey was over and he would soon join his ancestors.....with the remaining life he had in him he grabbed the neck of the two men who were the closest and threw himself off the bridge, with them...They screamed like children....... He was at peace. It did not hurt anymore....the valley below was approaching fast. He closed his eyes, smiling.....they made it. She will lead them towards new life. All was well.....
Underrated, awesome job
Should be an awesome scene script 😉
@@specializedexpert7998 I could see it in my head when writing it, a sort of Dark Souls type of environment with a sun setting upon the bridge as a place of final stand. Would love to see a visual haha
@@Chameleon569 me too 😂😂😂
I would really like to make a scene out of it .
But we are missing the production company 🙂
Que musica linda essa musica é muito linda top demais.
So my friend you finally did it but not with ending you wanted you’ll not be forgotten hero
Great Graphic
This how I feel already my final moment
Demasiado épico ufff 😔
wuuuuu.... really charming..
That’s war not everyone makes it back but they can leave with a sense of honor and hopefulness knowing they died fighting for who they loved and what they believed in
Bello,emocionante,nostálgico...como me encanta ésta música, me transporta a un mundo mágico!!!
" you was not killed by the enemy because the sword that price through your heart came form the back...all the tears and blood you shared as you went into the battles and as thank you was murdered by the ones you called brothers now rest in peace"