The Darkness brings the sound of wings.
The Hyren swoops and turns.
A watchful eye blots out the sky,
And like a beacon burns.
- Night Hyren Arderial Dream Creature
In a time not so long ago there was a magical website called Now inside this magical website billions of people who were so obsessed with anime wrote their own stories to them and posted them on During this time there were great fanfics written some were funny, some were serious, some were good, and some were bad. Most people were happy with the fanfics not many flames were sent to authors but there were a few. But from the darkest depths of the human mind they came without warning. No one knew what had happened until it was to late the evil ones had already infested with their fanfics and flames raged across the land like never before. became as cold, dark and barren as a desert at night.
These evil abominations became known to the world as Mary Sues and the authors were called Mary Suethors. They wrote stories about new characters in the anime. Now Original Characters or OC's as they are called were know to happen but these Mary Sues had specific attributes. These characters were disgustingly perfect in every aspect of their character and they disrespected the canon characters and fandoms. They were evil times with stories about characters unimportant to the real story, that were so insanely perfect you knew they would win. Mary Sues would rot the brains of anyone that read them and destroy their love of fanfictions. It was dark sustenance for dark hearts. Foul knowledge wrapped in shadows. It breeds nightmares for all who read them.
The Mary Suethors were unstoppable they would crush through the flames and even the critiques by writing more until the flamers and critiquers got tired of trying. They would not listen to reason they listened only to dark summonings, those who would say that their fanfiction was great. Many who dared read their fanfics were enveloped in a thick, whirling darkness filled with vile shapes, sounds, and smells. Grotesque creatures would circle about them, laughing giggling, being disgustingly perfect. Gravity seemed to change directions. The darkness swirled about, tugging at their clothes, their hair, and their body. They became mindless slaves feeling that because they made an effort they should put that they did a good job. This made them grow stronger in force making them feel that they did a good job so they would write more.
Their spreading darkness intimidated many but darkness is only intimidating until someone holds out a light. The few that started a resistant never gave up their critiques they fought hard and brought down many. Soon others followed in their footsteps protecting the fandoms and the canon characters. The fight goes on today to keep fanfiction pure and clean. These brave writers formed a clan called The Spokers!
"Have you ever had a dream with and ending you never dreamed possible? I can put one in your little head tonight."
- Whall, Orothe Magi
