Once upon a time, a long time ago, there was a mighty kingdom ruled by a even mightier king. This kingdom was known as Camelot. This particular kingdom was home to some of the most skilled knights in existence. They were known as the Knights of the Round Table. These knights consisted of Sir Gawain the Galliant, Lady Percival the Brave, and Sir Lancelot the Swift. These knights and their king watched over their kingdom with the eye's of eagles, keeping it safe with their watch. Alas, all good things must come to an end, as the king, Arthur, slowly descended into darkness. As his lust for power grew, he sought out different ways to gain power, even going as far as to call upon the knight's of the underworld in his mad gamble for power. His knights looked upon him with shame and followed his orders with heavy hearts as they were forced to slaughter innocent lives. But the best of the three knights, Sir Lancelot, began to change. He was angered at how the king became so foolish. He began to close himself off from others as a darkness grew inside him. This darkness was not lust or greed, but extreme hatred for the king that slowly began to fester and boil within him. He began to plot an uprising. Lancelot cut down and slaughtered thousands of the king's troops as he descended further into darkness. Not even his fellow knights could stop him. He then challenged the king to one final duel to determine the fate of the kingdom. The battle lasted for days, neither relenting. But the king had an advantage, he had the scabbard of Excalibur, an artifact that gave the weilder immortality. Eventually the king overpowered his best knight, and defeated him, but before he could finish him, Lancelot vowed that he would get his revenge. This is the story of a fallen knight, this is the story of Lancelot's curse.
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