KingdomWrighters

Akira, formerly a Knight of Melandra, having lost himself years before in battle. Yet there he was, being hugged by his daughter after she and her friend defeated him, or rather Akonis, crying against his shoulder as those in the crowd stared in awe for this discovery. Questions came about, how was it that Akira was here? It seemed impossible to most, even to the King and others around as they watched the dark aura fade away from Akira. His armor, now fashioned in a silver and blue coloring as it was once before, covered in scars and looking damaged, as if he had fought hundreds of battles. Having fought many battles under the guise of 'Akonis' it was a wonder that such armor kept him alive. "How.... How did you..." What was shocking for Akira was the simple fact that Chloe admitted that she knew it was him. "I watched... Every time you came here... Every time you fought, though your helmet was different... Your armor recolored, your fighting style was the same... I kept