Talk:Sir Alonne/@comment-77.146.164.61-20150110170256

For anyone who is interested by the musical theme of Sir Alonne, the Wanderer Swordman of the East, there is quite a great back story about what did happened to him... sir VaatiVidya ( one of the DS Lore maker of youtube ) did put a great story video about it... But because the music wasn't realy audible surely because of all those Freakin' Super Duper trumpets and drums and this Choral of Apocalypse ! ! ! ... ... ... "ahem" and because it's in Latin, it was easy to not get interrested by it... at least i think he didn't used it.

However, I've found on Youtube a translation that seems be quite good. Look at it :

You freely give it blood in war ;

Chained... the liberty of the chained !

Where are we ?

Your Kingdom ; My Iron King !

Gods himself, out of free will, gave us this lands.

Ah, but the Flame !

Where are we ?

They will not let you go by yourself. Go, but woe, if you see the Seeker of Fire !

You were hailed by the king's voice, forcing holy ties.

But if It saws the God bleeding the blood of gods,

He would take everything It wants !

See ? It wants the secret wishes of the Qween(s), as life does wants.

See, he who seek the fire : turning allies to violence !

Go forth, saved !

But woe, if you see the Seeker of Fire !

For the King, discerned from the calm,

Maybe, He and the Qween, both were from the Dark.

He departs now... Depart !

Wow... just... wow ! I think that everything is said just here  : Alonne couldn't take anymore the cruelty of the Iron King : the one that seeked the Fire, as many monarchs before him and after him... And so, Alonne left him ! The powerfull King was alone, once again.

The Iron King felt betrayed by his own right arm... and such an arrogant monarch, full of wrath and hatred couldn't accept it ! And so, he came to his how domain. He fighted all his faithfull soldiers who followed Alonne and left the army of the Iron King... To finaly meet his friend, for the last time : the one that did help him to become who he is ; a brother across the battlefield ; a swordman so powerfull that The King himself saw him like a True God of war... but a god able to drop blood : and so, able to die !

In this terrible fratricide battle, the two warriors crossed the iron and the flames, knowing that the line couldn't be crossed again... What could have been the feelings of Alonne at this right moment ? Pain ? Sadness ? Fear ? No one will ever know...

'Cause in the end... only a true monarch had remain... and as a true monarch : he became all alone.