-GRIMOIRE CARD- A Warlocks last stand.

This is Fan made by me and was written on a phone So forgive any spelling and grammatical errors please and as always feedback is greatly appreciated as long as it is constructive. ------------------------------------------------------------------ Legend tells of a long fabled Warlock. His actions are timeless, the stories all have different conditions and events but at the core lies truth, through all the exaggeration and lies, sits the true story of this legendary Warlock. The exaggerations and half truths have been eliminated by the process of cross-examination, by reading and hearing all of the individual takes on the story, the constants were found and are pieced together in this report. It was during the Fallen invasion of Earth, civilians were fleeing a great city to reach our last stronghold, our last city, all other Guardians had long since retreated against their better judgement. The civilians were near starvation and have been pursued by Fallen for many days, all forms of transportation were out of fuel or rendered useless by the initial attack, they resorted to walking. A long and arduous task it was, the Fallen pursuers did not make it any easier on the poor souls. Using their last ounce of power in their radio called for help, hoping that a Fireteam of Guardians would stumble across the signal and save them from the horrors that followed. One lonely Warlock void of a fireteam heard they're cry for help, oddly enough it was an Exo, not an Awoken or a Human , an Exo, but this one knew the importance of an individual life and valued it above all else, because he had and will never feel, taste or dream he thought these as beautiful and worth saving. The Fallen were upon the civilians now and then the Warlock intervened, he ignored the warnings his systems gave him about using large amounts of Void light and the shear amount of enemies he faced. He conjured immensely powerful bolts of light and eradicated Fallen soldier after Fallen soldier, his robes usually built to endure such amounts of energy started to singe and burst into flame, he continued his destruction, the explosions of the nova bombs impacting the earth sent spine shivering news to the Fallen: they were losing. The continuity shifts between the tales, this is where the fables align once more. The reports say that when the battle ended however long it laste, the Warlock stood there standing above the destruction he caused, his robes tattered and burned, he was greeted with a man, an elderly man and he said "Why did you save us? Your just an Exo." "It is because of that fact, that I am believed to have no emotion and no regard for life, I want to know what it is like to dream, to feel the warmth of the sun, to breathe the air but I will not be able to such. Ever. I ask of you all, every one of you: Live for me, feel the warmth of the sun and experience a dream," he looks at the scorched earth underneath his burnt boots, then he looks at them again "Live for me, because this is the end of the line for me, this fight wore out my circuitry and melted my metal skin, I will stand here, and fight until I can no longer do so, a fleet of dropships are inbound for your Evac, I will hold the fallen back for as long as I can." A small voice spoke from the crowd "what's your name sir?" A small child pushed through the crowd "I have no name little one, I was never given one" she extends her hand to give him something, he kneels down and holds out his hand she places a small flower in his hand and says "Hero." He looks at the flower "Hero?" "Your name I'm giving you one, your name is Hero" then she gives the broken Warlock a hug and walks back into the crowd. The dropships landed and took off right before a second wave of fallen rushed the place they just were. The survivors looked at the Warlock standing there ready for one last fight. He looked at the flower in his hand one last time and unleashed all of his power into one massive explosion, decimating the fallen and the Warlock himself in the process. The survivors when asked "who he was" they simply replied "That was Hero". Guardian fireteams were dispatched to the spot of the Warlocks last stand. They looked at the Warlocks last spot and all that remained was his helmet, burned obsidian black from the energy dispersed. There was a single transcription burned into the ground "Live for me"