"Somebody called the Exterminator~?"

Jus' going to write some stuff up here, so it won't be forgotten OcO

"Six Heroes took an Oath to defend the world.. though they are of different origin.. They are the Shield of the Innocent, The Sword of the Righteous, Bound by Blood, Honour and Justice.. Can you guess who they are..?"

"Blessed by the Sun.. and The Moon.."
[A golden tint rushes by the screen, showcasing the golden armour of the Equestrian Royal Guard, a Captain's Insignia on the Shoulder. The Captain impales an enemy upon his spear, pinning him to a nearby tree, only to draw his sword as he turns into a green blur, slicing and dicing his way through the encampment, in the sunlight, his blade radiates with a blue light, slicing through any armour, in the shadows, the purple tints glow as he becomes one with the Night and the Dark, seeping through enemies, draining their essence, on the other side of the encampment, he sheathes his blade, walking down the path as his spear returns to him]

"The Shadow.. moving silently.. an Unseen Killer.."
[A otherwise innocent figure approaches a walled off facility, dressed in black and red, a sword sheathed at each hip, once the guards get close to investigate, shadow tendrils strike, pulling them into the dark as she pulls out her blades, only to become one with the shadows, her neko ears flicking as the shadow morphs off of her, forming several clones, the facility goes entirely dark as the guards are heard briefly screaming before going silent, afterwards, the same girl reforms where she began, only to sheath both swords to then blurr out with darkness, leaving behind a thin black mist]

"The Steadfast Protector.. Unyielding and Loyal.."
[A female figure, dressed in silven armour, blue dress with white tints, golden hair and a blue ribbon stands infront of hundreds of soldiers, grasping onto an invisible hilt, her angel blue eyes spring open as she stares down upon the approaching army, they open fire with everything they have, only for her arm to extend, a sheath appearing in golden and blue colour scheme, blocking every attack they make before she rushes forth, swinging, dodging, slicing and stabbing, once at the center, she raises the blade upon high, it's invisible shroud is torn apart by a bright, golden light, with power gathering before she swings the might blade, unleashing a heavenly torrent of destructive force around her, laying the enemies to waste, she then jams the blade back into the ground]

"Large as a mountain.. Drinking Rivers of Alcohol.. Not quite the Ideal Hero.."
[In a tavern on the outskirts of town, a large 3 meter tall man sits, drinking mugs after mugs of beer, four soldiers enter the tavern before pointing at the ragged clothed man, a soldier runs up, slashing his sword along the man's back, but the sword shatters upon impact as the drunken man turns, barely capable of standing, with a thud the soldier is sent flying out the door he came, the man stumbles onto the floor with a beer mug in hand and a mace in the other, the three remaining soldiers end the same as the man stumbles out of the tavern, humming something in a drunken haze, not quite the Hero anyone would expect..]


"The Fallen.. heroes and legends.. who have turned to Greed.. Power.. and Corruption.. or simply lost hope.. They spearhead destruction and death in the name of the Fallen One.."

"A Keen Marksman.. A Master Swordsman.. Assassin.."
[Two guns adorned on his armoured back, a blade down between both as he breathes through his mask with a sigh, holding a picture of a familiar neko before clenching it, throwing it aside before drawing his blade, becoming one with the sword in a dance of death as a red blurr is all that's seen as the military forces are sliced expertly, those further away are shot through the eyes, at the end, bullet casings fall to the ground, and click goes his blade back into the sheath before he sits back down, sighing as the corpses fall, a raven landing on his shoulder]

"A King.. A Tyrant.. A Demigod.."
[Dressed in Gold and Red, backed by a large wall of red circles as far as the eye can see, he approaches by an army numbering the thousands, each adorned in different types of armour, to which each circle steadily reveals a different blade before flashes are seen, with the circles unleashing waves upon waves of weapons upon the approaching army, demolishing them entirely before he pulls out a strange, cylinder blade, with the different joints starting to spin, the remainder of the army's last vision, is a large approaching red wave of mayham, destroying the ground, shattering the earth as their bodies are obliterated, this is where the camera cuts off]