Would you kindly

Couldn't help it, had to throw in a Bioshock reference somewhere. But anyway, I was working in an Rp in T&C. I wanted to start a small history for a Mystery Dungeon Rp. This is basically what I have so far, but can anyone see any way I could improve my 'Thinking Aloud' style?

Chapter 1: End Of an Era

My name is Kein. I am what has come to be known as a Pokeslayer. Odd little word, isn't it? You would think such a title would mean nothing, but this one means everything. It's a title that has stained the names of both males and females, torn apart families, set fear to nations, and made legends of old.

Pokeslayer. I hate that name so much. It's only a title that cold blooded killers take. Those who kill for the pure thrill rather than actual need. We did fool ourselves. We always said we were doing it all for a good cause. We were idiots, thinking more good could come from killing than harm. It was our means to an end.

Let me tell you the tale of Pokeslayers. Long, long ago, the world was in turmoil. All that we had come to love was quickly approaching an end. The world's fate rested on the shoulders of two young explorers. A humble Torchic that went by the name of Derek, and a beautiful Pikachu named Maria. These two were inseparable. They vowed to stick to one another's side through thick and thin. A true match made through destiny.

After 10 years of adventures, they came to find out that they were put on this earth to do one thing; Save it all. You see, there was this star from space coming towards our Earth, threatening to wipe out all life on the planet. This Deathbringer, as they called it, had caused an untold amount of natural disasters years in advance. Through these natural disasters, the two partners became one of the best known exploration teams in all the land.

Because they were the best, they were immediately called to save everyone when the world found out about this Deathbringer. Their mission was to travel into the clouds bordering the edge of space and talk to an ancient Pokemon of legends named Rayquaza. With unparalleled determination in mind, they did what was needed and alerted Rayquaza to the presence of the Deathbringer.

Sadly, they came too late, and soon found out that there was no chance of stopping this falling star. Rayquaza gave it his all, but the Deathbringer proved to be too much for even his most powerful of attacks. In a flash of light, it all ended. Every ounce of beauty in the world was burned in the flames of this Deathbringer. Life was extinguished all over the world.

Destiny. Even more of a funny word. Our destiny is written in stone. Try as we might, we can't escape it. It was destined that this young couple would fail the world and leave it all to die. Or, could it be that these two scratched the stone somewhere along the way? They never changed their destiny, but they did manage to give it a few tweaks along the way.

Chapter 2: Tattered Dreams

These two explorers managed to do the unthinkable; scratched destiny's stone and changed the future of all. What was meant to bring about the end of the world only managed to severely wound life on earth. Life, thought wiped out in some parts of the world, came back to the face of the earth and began to rebuild. With a common goal in mind, everyone banded together to make something great out of what they were given.

Hope, it was there. It was strong and alive for so many in the world. Everyone knew they were given a second chance at life. Everyone was thankful for it all and just wanted to make this world of theirs a livable place. Well, almost everyone. For some, their entire world collapsed in one swift blast. Some were left with nothing. Everything they once cared about was taken from their arms, never to be seen again.

Defying all odds, this Torchic survived. Through the help of a ghostly presence only known to him as Gardevoir, he was saved from the blast. He had found himself alone in a small rainy forest, weeping over the fact that his partner was gone forever. Maria, the one person who stuck to him through thick and thin was now gone. He was alone in the world, both sad and angry.

Through time, his anger built. He had done so much for this world, yet he wasn't even known anymore. The only people who ever mattered to him were dead. His anger quickly turned to madness. He was a threat to everyone around him, even himself. With this madness came seclusion. He disappeared for years, not letting anyone know what happened to him, because, in all reality, there wasn't anyone left to care.

And so, the world continued to rebuild. The realization that more organization was needed came to the minds of thousands. It didn't take long for a central government to form, one that everyone thought would be for the best. This government took the money out of the hands of the working Pokemon and divided it equally to ensure the same rights to all. With this government, a completion came within a few short years. The world had been restored, and life carried on once more.

Chapter 3: The Rise

They should have known. They should have learned from history. So blindly turning over all their power to a central government and expecting it to go well. A mistake that would cause the death of thousands and burn a new name into the minds of generations to come.

By the time everything was back to normal, the government had grown. No longer was it just to help everyone rebuild, but it was there to keep everyone in line by any means necessary. Arguments were made that the government should step down, but nothing that strong would be willing to just give it up and go back to the ways things once were. Anyone who opposed the government ended up dead or missing. It was beginning to turn into a living hell.

Through all the fear, brave souls rose to the challenge. They would stop at nothing to see the government fall, and go about bringing it down by any means necessary. These Pokemon, they were called Pokeslayers. A group of vicious psychopaths with only one goal in mind. They soon became the best of the best at assassination, warfare, mind games, and caught the eye of the main government.

Death, it was the only thing they knew. Kill the people they were there to free before the government could recruit them into the ranks and turn them against the Pokeslayers. The old, the young, the sick, the poor. It didn't matter to the Pokeslayers. Anyone and everyone was a possible target.

And so, though the years, the Pokeslayers became feared by all for their brutal and twisted ways. It was their means to an end, and there were plenty of them to go around.

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