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The Throne Welcomes you King of …
[CLONING OF THE MOON CELL – SUCCESS]
[CLONING OF THE THRONE OF HEROES – FAILURE]
[SEARCHING FOR ALTERNATIVES…]
[ALTERNATIVE FOUND!]
[BLUEPRINT FOR THE THRONE OF HEROES ACQUIRED]
[BUILDING NEW THRONE FOR USE – IN PROGRESS]
[BUILDING NEW THRONE OF HEROES – SUCCESS]
[SEARCHING FOR SUITABLE LEGENDS…]
[CANDIDATE FOUND!]
[INITIALISING RECRUITMENT OF LEGEND..]
Usually the execution of someone thought of as the worst criminal in history is a celebratory event, but not for this one. To the attending mass of people it was a rather solemn affair because the man to be executed achieved something no one has done before. He inspired a whole era to follow his footsteps, to reach his heights and to cement themselves in history beside him. But that is a story better told by someone else for at the moment the executioner's blades where raised one brave soul dared to give the man the opportunity to make himself unforgettable.
"Hey! You sailed to the end of it right?!"
At these words the grin on the man on the execution platform grew even wider than before.
"You found it at that place right?! Tell us"
To answer the soul and to mark his final words the man looked up the gigantic crowd in the plaza and raised his voice for all to hear.
"HAHAHAHA! My wealth and treasure? It can be yours if you want it! Search for it! I left everything in that one place."
With these words descended the blades into him and silenced a man but what these blade could not do is to silence the legend and the beginning of a new era that man brought about.
While the man thought how the afterlife looked like if it even existed he was brought to a strange place. The whole room he was in pulsated in dark blue hue with the marking on the walls and floor. He found himself sitting in a comfortable chair and opposite him was a little table and another chair filled by a man with a half mask and a smile.
"Welcome to the Velvet Throne" said the man with a slight bow. "I'm sure this isn't exactly what you have expected from the afterlife but let me reassure you this is not it. We both are here because I have in my possession a contract that might interest you." with these words the man swiped his arm atop the table and said contract appeared on it.
"Hmm so what is this contract for and most importantly how does it impact my freedom?" asked the executed.
"I'm glad I could pique your curiosity for it. This contract would not impact your freedom in the slightest, I might even go as far as to say it would give you some more freedom. But what this contract is for is fairly simple, it will give me the right to make a copy of you according to your legend in the living world"
"HAHAHAHA! That does sound interesting! But there has to be a catch right?" he said with a bright grin on his face.
"Well your legend would be participating in what is known as a Holy Grail War. It is a deathmatch between several chosen utilizing the people of legends as their partner. To win the Holy Grail War means to have one wish granted by the Grail." the man explained in rough detail.
"Sure why not? It seems interesting enough and part of gets to experience something new!" with these words the executed signed his name on the contract.
The masked man stood up and deeply bowed."It is a pleasure doing business with you. I will make sure that once a Grail War is over you will get the memories of your copy." he rose again and with a smile shook the hand of the executed man.
"Welcome and may you find what you search for here in the Velvet Throne, King of Pirates – Gol D. Roger!"
With a big grin on his face Roger shook the masked man's hand and disappeared in motes of golden light.
Mind you all this is my first fic and I hope you guys like it. Any meaningful and constructive criticism will be appreciated. See you in the next chapter