Once our cities lit the whole world. Now we huddle under the shadow of the Traveler, in the last place it protects. It is so very fragile, this small blue ship, our home. From across the ruined earth they came, seeking shelter from the storm.
No one knew what had happened to the Traveler. No one understood what had happened to the world. But they heard the whispered call. They came from the wild lands, gathering in secret enclaves, slipping through the howling ruins of shattered cities, hoping to find the coast, find a ship, pick up the trail of an impossible dream. Humans and Exos marched in the refugee columns, cloaked in moss and shattered memories. And among them came the Ghosts, beginning their search, heading out into the wilderness. It was a time of vast suffering and terrible evil. But there was one hope: the promise of a refuge beneath the Traveler.
Titans stood in defense of the first pilgrims to gather below the Traveler. They ushered them to safety, tended to the wounded and scared. They stood as warriors, a pillar of hope and strength.
The devastation was widespread, humanity almost wiped out, the portions that remained were weak, vulnerable, every face was haunted, hollowed by the loss. An attack at this point would be catastrophic and could snuff out the light once and for all. Leaders emerged from the ash and Four Orders of Titans were formed. The first defenders of the city. Their first priority was to construct a mighty wall, a defensive structure for which the enemy would break themselves on.
Humans were not the only species crippled by the Darkness. Another species, floated close by, rejected by the Traveler, and they began to claw their way back from the devastation. They are The Fallen and their scouts had been watching.
The Fallen sensed the weakness of the city, the defenses not yet finalized and so they planned an attack. They planned to take the City, take the Traveler and see to the own survival of their civilization.
The alarm sounded, fear spread like a plague through the City. A Fallen army amassed to the north, beyond the Wall, beyond the unfinished, broken wall.
Reports flooded in, from each lookout, on all faces, it was not one Fallen Army, it was six, a simultaneous coordinated attack on the City. The city was forced to divide it’s defenses and the Titans prepared for battle.
The Four titan Orders assembled. They did not know yet but there were names in that room that would soon become legend, immortalized in the history of the City, the first defense of the city. The Iron Lords, Felwinter, Jolder and Timur were amongst the faces. There was also one other, an exo, who stood towards the back.
They sat upon the Dawn of War, upon their broken wall with strength and courage. If they had fear, they did not show it. Their defenses were stretched across the wall. They would make a stand, each guardian will hold their line until death. Each guardian was only as strong as their comrades to their left and to their right. Any weakness in the chain would result in failure.
The Fallen attacked, simultaneously releasing a barrage of artillery fire, they charged towards the wall with deafening cries. The fall of the city seemed certain.
The command echoed, down the line, to hold position, as the sky lit with artillery fire.
In perfect unison, the Titans formed a shield at the very last second, every Titan position, perfectly spaced, a Hunter’s knife could not even slip through the gap. The fallen had taken the bait, in their aggression, they had miss calculated, they had mis-judged the cunningness of the Titans. If they had fired at the wall itself, a different outcome would have occurred
Weapon caches laid upon the wall at regular intervals, the Titans loaded their launchers with lighting speed and took aim. The command echoed down the line again, precise and confident “Take out the tanks”
Victory was within reach and for the taking. The barrel of their launchers extended just beyond their shields.
Smoke filled the air as countless rockets hurtled towards the Fallen tanks, still scrambling to adjust their aim.
The Fallen were once thought to not fear, but on that day, it was almost palpable.
The Kell sneered and order a retreat, without their artillery an assault was useless. They could not afford any more loses
The Titans had decisively repelled the Fallen, the Iron Lords were born yet another stood, This exo was not content with hiding behind the walls. Victory was not enough, he would lead a crusade against the Fallen to ensure their permanent defeat.
I just could not help myself! Received the final comic today and had to finish the video! Surprise. This was 5 weeks in the making, I am too nervous to stick around for the comments, I will check after work tomorrow and get to the ones I missed today. Fan Funding is now an option from my home page (never expected, always appreciated). This is a hobbie and any donations will be put back into covering the cost of making Destiny Comics to further improve my channel and give back to the community. Hope you enjoy
Welcome back Guardians. This video comic book is based upon the grimoire cards of Destiny, however it is probably closer to fan fiction than fact. I will provide some details in the description below with references so you can see exactly what I made up and what is in the grimoire cards. If you want to see more of these videos, please make sure you do these three things, drop a like, leave a comment and also share the video on Twitter. Every scene in this video is completely custom, you will not see it anywhere else, I have paid an artist to make this especially for me, I created the script and completed a draft story board and he brought it to life. His name is Zach Bradley and link to his art channel is in the description below. Let’s begin.