Once upon a time, a princess needed a skilled swordsmen to help protect the land from the dangers of a dark magic user named Bateson. This warrior was chosen by the goddesses of light to defend the land.

"Please warrior, you are the only one who can pull the holy sword out of its resting place," pleaded the princess.

And without a word leaving his lips, the warrior left the kingdom.

The warrior made it to the stables and made his millionth time through the village. The villagers talked among themselves, the many villagers voices roared like thunder, nearly deafening the warrior. The warrior made his way through the crowd, heading toward the dark forest.

The Kingdom Village

The Dark Forest

Along the way to the magnificent forest of light, the warrior and his trusty steed where stopped by an army of ninjas. They where the guardians of the temple, and listened to no one's rules unless it was the goddesses law.

"Halt, identify yourself!" shouted one of the ninjas.

"I am here on the princess orders to claim the holy sword," explained the warrior in a calming tone.

"Ha, only the chosen hero of the goddess could wield the sword. How could you possibly retrieve it?"

The ninja's allowed the warrior to enter the forest of light to prove himself. Their he saw the sword, shining and glowing. He wrapped his fingers around the sword and gave a good pull. It magically was freed from the stone, its blade sharp and clean. The ninjas were stunned and proclaimed him the chosen one. With the sword at hand, the chosen hero made his way back home.