History SoulCalibuk 2: History Prology http://www.soulcalibur.com/history/index.php NightMare (Con tui khoái, cho lên đầu ) Raphael (cũng zậy, hè hè ) Astaroth Casandra Cervantes Ivy (dangerous = nguy hiểm, tức là tui sợ ý mè) Kilik Maxi Mitsuruji Taki ( oá nhìu người dùng, wen oá rùi) Talim (chưa nghiên cứu kỹ, nhưng chắc cũng thường thui) Voldo (cũng hơi nguy hiểm) XiangHua Yunsung Yoshimitsu ( có thể hồi máu, khá wái chiêu + tưong đối zê) Charade ( con nè bắt chước các con trên, hổng cần wan tâm) Strategy & move list: Cơ bản về SoulCalibur 2 : Move List: (phần move list tui chỉ đưa cái link đến trang Web có thui, hổng đưa ra ở đây, rài lắm, mà mỗi con có zài cái stance khác nhau nữa) Có 2 trang Web có movelist chi tiết( dưới chữ kí tui đó). Đây là cái link cho mí bác lười tìm nè: http://www.soulcalibur.com/souls/index.php (dành cho các bạn mới làm wen) http://www.guardimpact.com/sc2/_movelist.php (dành cho ............cao thỏ, có hướng dẫn chi tiết đặc tính từng đòn, nhưng mè hơi khó đọc đó ) Strategy: (mí con hay nói trước và tui chỉ đề cập đến điểm hay và đặc biệt của con đó thui) NightMare (mạnh nhất, đẹp nhất, khủng nhất v.v.. nói chung nhất tuốt) Raphael ( zề lý thuyết đây hổng phẻ con nhanh nhất nhưng thực tế thì đúng zậy) Ivy Voldo ( zõ cào cào, zõ bọ ngựa, zõ cá.....ươn v.v...) Taki (chưa thấy rì hay cả, chỉ thấy nhảy nhót lung tung là giỏi) Talim (zề lý thuyết là fastest character, có tới 2frame nghỉ lận) Astaroth (trâu bò húc, mass throw) Casandra ( bắt đầu từ con nè thì toàn oánh kỉu bình thường, gặp NightMare của tui thì chết chắc ) Cervantes Kilik Mitsuruji XiangHua (lũ còn lại hông thèm để ý tới) Other Phần nè bạn nào có kinh nghiệm rùi hãy đọc không mụ đầu đó. ( những thứ khác, ví dụ những kỹ năng GI, UB, iFC, iWS, Guard Cancel v.v.. và vài nhận xét của các cao thỏ zề các con. Tất nhiên những cái nè đều của người ta tui chỉ cop zề thui) GI_strat_XA Soul_calibur_guard_cancel Soul_calibur_unblockables ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- History SoulCalibuk 2: http://www.soulcalibur.com/history/index.php Transcending history and the world, a tale of souls and swords, eternally retold. Anonymous size=15]Chosen by history, a man becomes a warrior. Engraved into history, a warrior becomes a hero. Song by a 14th century troubadour Countless legends surround a sword known as Soul Edge. Some claim it was the ultimate weapon. Others refer to it as the "Sword of Heroes." ...A phantom sword with immeasurable power of the spirits...the key to eternal youth...treasure without equal...a panacea to cure all illness... There are even those who consider it the "Sword of Salvation." Although no one could ever be certain of the sword's whereabouts or true identity, various rumors and folklore spread across the world. In reality, Soul Edge was comprised of twin blades that fed on human souls. In the latter half of the 16th century, a warrior on a divine mission for the ancient god of forge successfully shattered one of the evil blades. Tragically, shattering the sword produced the opposite effect of what was intended. The balance of power between the swords was destroyed, and the evil of the blades spiraled out of control; its malevolent energy diffused into the sky in a form of eerie light. The phenomenon, which later became known as the Evil Seed, scarred the world with its evil legacy. The remaining sword possessed the body of a man who took the evil blade into his hands and embarked on a killing spree throughout Europe. Macabre accounts of merciless killings spread fear throughout the entire continent. Yet the massacres ceased after three years. Four more years passed, and the horrors became a distant memory and people felt safe once again. ...No one knew. Four years before, a spirit sword named Soul Calibur appeared from the East, as if to answer the call of the raging Soul Edge. No one witnessed the final battle to the death where Soul Edge was shattered. No one knew that the spirit sword was left behind in the vortex of evil to stop the demon sword's powers. Most people were oblivious to the fact that the peace that followed was the result of this battle, and the spirit sword's existence remained a mystery. Unfortunately, the peace was merely a facade; the evil blade began spreading its influence, quietly yet surely, throughout the world once again. People unwittingly transported the sword to every corner of the world in the form of metal shards. These pieces of Soul Edge still embodied evil powers. With Soul Calibur lost in the void, it was only a matter of time before the evil sword's dark powers infected the entire world. The following tales of swords and souls are of those who pursued Soul Edge for their own convictions and reasons... -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Astaroth Age : Recently Resurrected, 7 Years Since Initial Creation Birthplace : Unknown, Heretical order Fygul Cestemus, The Grand Shrine of Palgaea Height : 6'4" Weight : 287 lbs. Birth Date : September 3 Blood Type : None Weapon : Giant Ax Weapon Name : Kulutues Discipline : Gyulkus Family : Servants of Ares, The God of War ----- size=15]There are several things that cause monsters. The first is the glory of God. Ambroise Pare, Animaux, monstres et prodiges The evil sword Soul Edge continued to gorge upon human hatred and threatened to envelop the entire world with its fragments... Hephaestus, the Olympian god of forge, was not the only god who took notice of the sword's power. But unlike Hephaestus, who bore misgivings about Soul Edge, the other god was genuinely intrigued with the weapon. To Ares, the god of war, the evil blade's cursed origins and nature were of little concern. He simply wished to possess Soul Edge for himself. Ultimately, the conflict of the two gods' desires began to unfold in the human world. Ares looked to a heretical order to help him obtain Soul Edge. The desert-dwelling cult worshipped him as Palgaea the Executioner. Receiving Ares' oracle to seek the sword, the grand priest Kunpaetku used the cult's black arts to create a golem. The grand priest named the golem Astaroth, bestowed it with a giant ax infused with a powerful curse, and sent it on a mission to search for the evil blade. Kunpaetku secretly desired Soul Edge for himself, for the sword bore a power that even the gods sought after. But deceiving a god was no easy task. Little did the grand priest know that Ares' servant, Ker-the agent of death- dwelled within Astaroth. Contrary to its creator's intentions, Astaroth sought after Soul Edge for the god of war. When Astaroth eventually found it, the sword was in a weakened state, having lost half of itself in battle. Deciding that his god would not be pleased with the blade in this condition, the golem followed the orders of Nightmare (who wielded the sword at the time) and slaughtered countless victims in order to strengthen the unholy weapon. Astaroth became the subject of bitter hatred for those who managed to survive his innumerable massacres Three years later, the blade had recovered its power, and the time was nearing for Astaroth to take Soul Edge from Nightmare's grasp. But Astaroth never saw his opportunity. Of all the souls harboring hatred for Astaroth, one soul with an irrepressible desire for vengeance reached Nightmare's stronghold in Ostrheinsburg and destroyed the golem. This man sought to avenge his comrades who were slain by Astaroth. Although from a human standpoint Astaroth was a wicked being, he was nevertheless the servant of a god. Immediately after his servant was destroyed, the infuriated god of war unleashed his punishment. The ground buckled beneath the man-who was already seriously wounded from the battle-and he disappeared into the earth. So sudden were these events that the man had nary a moment to rejoice in his victory. Soon after the battle against Astaroth, the revenge seeker's friends defeated Nightmare and shattered Soul Edge. They searched for the slayer of Astaroth for some time, but they eventually lost hope of finding him and left. For a while thereafter, peace returned to the world. Four years passed since that time. Had Astaroth simply been a creation of a mere mortal, it would have been an impossible feat. Nevertheless, the god of war's divine powers and Ker, the agent of death, along with the soil in Ostrheinsburg made it feasible. The Ostrheinsburg grounds, sated with the blood of those slain by Nightmare and cursed by their deep-seated hatred of him, acted as the perfect medium for Astaroth's resurrection. When he was destroyed, Astaroth lost much of the weaknesses he had obtained as a result of being created with the aid of human hands. Moreover, during his regeneration, his new body absorbed several Soul Edge fragments that were nearby. This made Astaroth far more powerful and merciless. Eventually, Astaroth must have remembered his purpose, for he hefted his familiar ax and vanished into the mist. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Cassandra Alexandra Age : 21 Birthplace : Athens, Ottoman Impire Height : 5'5" Weight : Unknown Birth Date : July 20 Blood Type : B Weapon : Short Sword & Small Shield Weapon Name : Omega Sword & Nemea Shield Discipline : Athenian Style Family : Father Achelous Mother Nike : Brother Lucius, Older Sister Sophitia Sophitia married Rothion the blacksmith and gave birth to Pyrrha and Patroklos ----- Here I sit, forming men in my image, a race to resemble me: To suffer, to weep, to enjoy, to be glad-and never to heed you, like me. Johann Wolfgang Goethe, Prometheus It was seven years earlier that Sophitia, Cassandra's missing older sister, returned with the mysterious Asian woman. Upon her return, Sophitia explained that Hephaestus, the ancient Olympian god of the forge and fire, had given her a divine oracle to seek out Soul Edge and destroy it. Nobody believed her sister's fantastic story except Cassandra. She knew that Sophitia was not the sort of person who lied. She also witnessed the Asian woman extract a fragment of the evil sword from Sophitia's body, while treating wounds she received when one of Soul Edge's blades was shattered. Therefore, it was no surprise to Cassandra when Sophitia disappeared again shortly before her marriage. She was certain that her sister had left to contend with Soul Edge. As if to answer the concern of her family, Cassandra's sister returned after a few years, her face glowing with contentment as she spoke of cleansing the lands contaminated by the evil of Soul Edge. Soon after, she married a blacksmith, had two children, and led a happy family life. One day, after running some errands for the bakery where she worked, Cassandra visited Sophitia's home. As she looked into the sleeping faces of her sister's young children, she jokingly spoke to them. "Pyrrha, Patroklos, listen to me carefully. If you don't hold on tight to your mother, she might go running off again to carry out god's duties." Cassandra's sister smiled and laughed, then assured Cassandra that she no longer heard oracles from god. It was then that Cassandra's brother-in-law returned home after a day's work. The children jumped out of their beds and ran to greet their father, who carried in his hand a mysterious metal fragment. Fascinated with the metal scrap, the children grabbed it from their father's hand and tugged it away from each other greedily. The way they fought over the piece of metal seemed unnatural-almost as if the children were trying to take back something that belonged to them. Cassandra recognized the metal. It was a fragment of Soul Edge. Knowing exactly what her children's reactions meant, Sophitia collapsed, shrieking. Cassandra grabbed the metal away from the hands of the children quickly and shouted, "Dear Sister! What could be so terrible about this thing? What could this possibly do? Get a hold of yourself! And you call yourself the divine warrior who answered the voice of god?" Filled with anger, Cassandra rushed out of the house and ran to the Hephaestus Shrine. "Why are you doing this to my sister? How can you claim to be an almighty god? Answer me!" she screamed at the shrine, her voice reverberating throughout the desolate holy ground. Cassandra collapsed on the floor, worn out from shouting. It was then that she saw the weapon. It was the holy sword blessed by the god of forge; Sophitia and her husband offered it to Hephaestus after their marriage. Even after all this time, the sword had not lost its gleam despite being exposed to the elements for four years. Cassandra held the fragment of Soul Edge up to the blessed sword. The fragment resonated and gave off a faint wailing sound-almost as if it was frightened of the holy object. She realized then that Soul Edge was still alive. But she could not allow her sister to carry the burden, with a family who depended on her. Cassandra decided that she would put an end to the evil sword herself. Cassandra did not trust Hephaestus, but the power to defeat the evil was right before her. As night gave way to dawn, nothing disturbed the temple's tranquility. Cassandra was nowhere to be seen. However, something was amiss-the holy weapon was missing from the temple. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Isabella "Ivy" Valentine Age : 32 Birthplace : London, British Empire Height : 5'10" Weight : 128 lbs. Birth Date : December 10 Blood Type : Unknown Weapon : Snake Sword Weapon Name : Valentine (Ivy Blade) Discipline : Unrelated Link Family : Adoptive parents deceased, Birth father Cervantes, Birth mother deceased ----- She is the one who hides her secrets. Max Ernst, La Femme 100 Tetes Count Valentine, a practitioner of alchemy, was driven insane by his pursuit for Soul Edge-also known as the "Key to Eternal Youth." By the time of his death, his efforts to search for Soul Edge drained his family's fortunes and left one of London's most distinguished families in ruins. As if to pursue her husband into death, the Countess fell ill and passed away soon after Count Valentine's death. This left Ivy as the sole surviving member of the Valentine family. In reality, Ivy was not a true Valentine by birth. The Count and Countess found her abandoned in front of their mansion when she was an infant, and she was taken into the family as an adopted child. Ivy iscovered this secret only after reading a will left behind by the Countess in her death. But this did not matter to her, for the Valentines were the only parents she knew. Obeying the last wishes of her adoptive father, Ivy continued the search for Soul Edge and studied alchemy. During this investigation, she uncovered the true nature of the sword-it was an evil blade that feasted on souls. In order to avenge the death her father, who was driven insane by the allure of Soul Edge, Ivy vowed to use all of her knowledge to destroy it. She invoked strange powers through occult rituals to summon a mysterious individual who gave life to the whip-like, mechanical sword she dubbed "Ivy Blade." The sword, which had a will of its own, accompanied and protected Ivy on her journey to vanquish Soul Edge. When she crossed paths with Nightmare-the one who breathed life into her sword-she agreed to assist him in the "summoning of souls." Little did she know that it was all part of the evil sword's plans. Ivy realized it was Nightmare who possessed Soul Edge. She came to this revelation only after he was defeated and the evil blade was shattered. That meant that the beloved blade she had forged to destroy Soul Edge had life thanks to the power of the evil blade. She also learned the secrets of her true lineage. Ivy's birth father...he once wielded Soul Edge and was manipulated by its wicked powers! Shaken by the horrifying truth, Ivy returned home and locked herself away in a dark laboratory. She tried countless times to destroy Ivy Blade, which was now a symbol of her self-hatred and regret. She could not, however, bring herself to actually break the sword. "I am the same as this sword... Yes, the blood of the evil blade flows through me. The same blood..." Ivy Blade waited for its master's orders silently. After months of soul searching, Ivy emerged with renewed resolve. Her goal was no longer to destroy the evil sword, but to completely wipe it out of existence. As a vow to her commitment, she renamed her sword "Valentine." And when she acquired information about fragments of Soul Edge being scattered throughout the world, she immediately departed on her new journey. Ivy intended to destroy every fragment of Soul Edge, anyone who carried its tainted bloodline, and anyone contaminated by its evil. Nothing would stop her from destroying the root of the evil, even if it meant killing the innocent-there would be no exceptions. The only thing that mattered was obliterating the evil sword's existence completely. "...Call me a monster, a demon if you must. I'll be happy to be called those names if it is the price I must pay to eliminate the existence of the evil blade!!" This was the beginning of her long, arduous journey. A journey where she would ultimately have to destroy herself and all that was related to her. Ivy's adoptive family name "Valentine" became a symbol of her will to live as a "human" even though the cursed blood of the demonic blade ran strong within her. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Kilik Age : 23 Birthplace : Unknown, Raised in Ling-Sheg Su Templa, Ming Empire Height : 5'6" Weight : 139 lbs. Birth Date : February 9 Blood Type : A Weapon : Rod Weapon Name : Kali-Yuga Discipline : Secret Art of Ling-Sheng Su Style Rod Family : Murdered everyone at Ling-Sheng Su Temple where he was raised Master Edgemaster ----- Man reaches, stumbles forward, painfully, mistakenly sometimes. Having stepped forward, he may slip back, but only half a step, never the full step back. John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath Kilik was an orphan found abandoned on Ling-Sheng Su Mountain as an infant. The elders at the temple took him in and cared for him as their own. Martial arts became a part of his daily life from a young age, and Kilik became especially fond of fighting with the rod. By his sixteenth year, he became so proficient with the weapon that he was selected as the successor of the secret arts of the rod. The Ling-Sheng Su Temple had three sacred treasures, one of which was a rod known as Kali-Yuga. Becoming the successor of the secret art meant that this revered treasure would eventually be passed down to him. Tragically, the Evil Seed rained down upon the temple the night before the succession ceremony. Driven insane by the Evil Seed, the residents of the temple butchered one another in a bloody riot. An elderly man found an exhausted Kilik the following morning and saved him from imminent death. He was the lone survivor of the ordeal. The Ling-Sheng Su Temple, which had once flourished with martial arts students, was forever obliterated from the face of the earth. When Kilik awoke, he found himself in an old man's hermitage. Along with Kali- Yuga, Dvapara-Yuga, a mirrored sash that was one of the three sacred treasures, rested on his shoulder. Dvapara-Yuga belonged to Xianglian, another orphan at the temple who had been like an older sister to him. The Evil Seed had spun Kilik's destructive instincts out of control. When he regained his sanity, he was already wearing Dvapara-Yuga. He realized the sacred treasure must have cleansed the evil energy from his body. The only person who could have placed Dvapara-Yuga on him was Xianglian. And he had killed her. He had taken Xianglian's life. She would have survived had she kept Dvapara-Yuga on herself. Instead, she gave the mirrored sash to Kilik and lost her life after being overcome by madness. Why did she sacrifice herself in order to save him? And what was Kilik supposed to live for, when everyone he loved had been slain by his own hands? After a long period of self-loathing and blame, Kilik concluded that the only thing he could do was to destroy the evil resident within him. "The root of all the evil is Soul Edge," the elderly man said. He said this as if he had been waiting for Kilik to reach this conclusion by himself. "You, along with Kali- Yuga, which absorbs spiritual energy, have been filled with evil power ever since that fateful night. Dvapara-Yuga is the only thing that maintains the balance between good and evil." The old man, who lived alone in a remote region, turned out to be a martial arts advisor for the Ling-Sheng Su Temple. Under the advisor's tutelage, Kilik learned the secret art of the Ling-Sheng Su style rod and techniques to control the evil energy within both Kali-Yuga and himself. In time, Kilik left on a journey to destroy the demonic sword. During his travels, Xianghua and Maxi joined Kilik on his quest. They eventually reached Nightmare's stronghold but were surrounded by Nightmare's horde. Through Maxi's selfless actions, Kilik and Xianghua were able to slash their way through the endless waves of foes to reach Nightmare. They challenged their powerful adversary, and a fierce battle ensued. Ultimately, the power of Xianghua's Soul Calibur prevailed- they succeeded in destroying the evil blade. Dvapara-Yuga shattered during the violent encounter against Nightmare. It was then that Kilik realized the evil within his body remained under control, even without the sacred treasure. During the long journey, he had gained the ability to suppress the demonic powers within him. For some time, Xianghua and Kilik searched for Maxi, but could find nary a trace of the lost pirate. The two of them eventually went their separate ways- Kilik returned to his master in order to perfect the technique of neutralizing and purifying the evil energy over time. Four years had passed since the fateful battle. One day, Kilik sensed a malevolent aura- it had the same energy as the wicked, demonic blade. Soul Edge still existed! Merely shattering the weapon had not destroyed it. "If brute strength alone wasn't enough to destroy Soul Edge, would it be possible to absorb all of its powers into Kali-Yuga?" Kilik wondered. "Kali-Yuga can absorb any form of energy, so it should be possible to keep all of the blade's evil power under my control. Then I can try to purify it over time..." He then realized the enormity of his plan. Four years had passed since he'd begun his training, yet he had been unable to completely purify the evil inside his body. It would take a long time to purge the colossal amount of demonic energy possessed by Soul Edge, but it did not matter- his mind was made up. Kilik was willing to make the sacrifice as a means to atone for the deaths he caused. Even if it took an entire lifetime. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Maxi Age : 28 Birthplace : Ryukyu Kingdom Height : 5'8" Weight : 126 lbs. Birth Date : May 1 Blood Type : O Weapon : Nunchaku Weapon Name : Soryuju Discipline : Shissen Karihadi Family : Both parents deceased, his crew slain by Astaroth ----- We lose the certain things, while we seek the uncertain ones. Latin Proverb Maxi, the pirate from Ryukyu (present-day Okinawa, Japan), led a crew of trustworthy men and lived carefree on the high seas. Having traveled throughout the seas of Asia, Maxi looked to the west for new lands to explore and sailed a southerly route towards Europe. While docked at a harbor in India, he encountered Kilik, a young man searching for Soul Edge. Unfortunately, this proved to be a star-crossed encounter. The hidden evil resident within Kilik attracted unwanted attention from a horde of monsters. The ensuing battle took the lives of Maxi's crew, who were helpless against these nightmarish foes. Kilik and Maxi were the only survivors of the bloody carnage. After the massacre, Maxi traveled with Kilik and swore to seek revenge for his fallen comrades. Maxi was certain that Astaroth, the leader of the monsters, would appear before Kilik once again. Xianghua later joined their journey, and the three of them headed towards Europe. The travels through unfamiliar lands strengthened the friendships between Maxi and his new companions. Eventually, the group made their way into Nightmare's stronghold. Nightmare, who possessed Soul Edge, commanded his horde to attack the intruders. Maxi recognized them as the same monsters that murdered his crew; he knew that his sworn enemy was nearby. Almost as if to acknowledge Maxi's presence, a hulking silhouette emerged from the shadows. Maxi forced his companions to go on while he stayed behind to confront Astaroth. He used every ounce of his strength and avenged his fallen crew by destroying the golem, but at a price- Maxi suffered grave injuries during the battle. Immediately after Astaroth's defeat, the outraged god of war commanded the earth to swallow up the weakened pirate. Unconscious, Maxi fell into a river that flowed deep underground and was carried away quietly by its icy currents. Above ground, the only trace of Maxi left behind was his nunchaku. When Maxi awoke, he found himself resting on a riverbank. His mind was lucid, but he could not feel his extremities. He soon realized that he had suffered debilitating injuries that prevented him from moving freely. Fortunately, a person from a nearby village rescued Maxi, and took him to the village. With his vast knowledge, strong sense of duty, and likeable personality, it did not take long for Maxi to be accepted by the villagers. After some time, his strength began to return, but his arms and legs would not heal- it seemed unlikely that he would be able to return to his carefree, nomadic lifestyle. Nevertheless, Maxi was satisfied with his new life. He had exacted his revenge against the one responsible for his crew's death. Although he was curious about Kilik and Xianghua's fortunes, as long as the peace continued, he believed that they had vanquished the root of the evil. "I wouldn't mind spending the rest of my life here in this village," thought Maxi. Four years passed, then a rumor reached the village. "When the enormous man with a gigantic axe comes through... Nothing remains in his wake!" Maxi had a horrible feeling that it was him. The more information he gathered, the more convinced he became that it was indeed Astaroth. "That freak is still alive. How can I be here, living peacefully, when I haven't avenged my crew?" Unfortunately, his limbs still refused to move. As if he were reading Maxi's mind, an elderly village medicine man paid him a visit. "If you wish to gain something of value, then you must part with something of equal value," counseled the elder. Maxi implored the elder and convinced him to treat his injuries with his secret arts. The elder had found a peculiar rare metal fragment recently and used that precious item for the mysterious treatment. Several days later, Maxi left the village with the promise to return one day. In exchange for the restoration of his limbs to seek revenge, Maxi lost something just as precious as the slain comrades he swore to avenge- the memories of Kilik and Xianghua. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Heishiro Mitsurugi Age : 29 Birthplace : Bizen, Japan Height : 5'7" Weight : 143 lbs. Birth Date : June 8 Blood Type : AB Weapon : Katana Weapon Name : Shishi-Oh Discipline : Tenpu-Kosai-Ryu sai Family : Parents and siblings all taken by sickness ------ Carnivores never become corpulent. Anthelme Brillat-Savarin, La Physiologie du Gout Mitsurugi was born in Japan to a peasant family during a time of war. Nevertheless, this did not stop him from becoming a renowned mercenary. His reputation earned him nicknames such as "The Mercenary of War," "One Man Army," and "Demon." As a mercenary, Mitsurugi fought in and triumphed over countless battles. Every enemy who faced him in combat feared his invincible blade. That was until a new breed of weapon was introduced. Rifles known as Tanegashima were brought in for practical use by the famous shogun Nobunaga Oda. For Mitsurugi, who relied purely on his strength and skill, the Tanegashima was a serious threat. Simply by holding this "pipe," even the lowliest foot soldier could become a powerful force on the battlefield. Unable to accept such a preposterous notion, Mitsurugi looked for ways to defeat the rifle. Unfortunately, he could not find a good way to overcome the new weapon. Frustrated, Mitsurugi challenged Tanegashima to a duel, but lost when he was shot through the right shoulder. But this did not deter Mitsurugi's spirit. He resolved to defeat the rifle by finding a powerful weapon that would enable him to achieve this goal. It was then that he heard a rumor from overseas about Soul Edge. At the time, a man known as Nightmare wielded the giant, grotesquely shaped blade. Hearing stories of its immense powers, Mitsurugi set off across the ocean in pursuit of the sword without a moment's hesitation. He headed west towards Europe, where Nightmare supposedly roamed. Travels through foreign countries were difficult for Mitsurugi, who was unable to understand the languages of the places he visited. Nonetheless, he continued his travel, making ends meet by fighting battles as a mercenary. The added benefit of his mercenary lifestyle was that he was able to maintain his fighting form. But time was callous and unforgiving. Eventually, rumors that Nightmare had disappeared reached Mitsurugi, and Soul Edge's trail ran cold. Mitsurugi was still unwilling to give up, and continued his search around the world's battlefields for signs of the ultimate blade. Four years after his quest had begun, while visiting a castle near the Ming frontier, Mitsurugi stumbled upon the trail of Soul Edge. It was a metal fragment of Soul Edge that he came across by accident. Walking past one of the back alleys of the city, Mitsurugi came to a halt when he witnessed several assassins surrounding a gravely wounded man. When the assassins saw Mitsurugi, they pounced upon him, intending to leave no eyewitnesses behind. A vicious melee ensued, and Mitsurugi drove back the assailants, saving the man's life as a result. The badly injured man handed Mitsurugi a piece of metal-perhaps he thought that he would be unable to accomplish his mission with his wounds. He asked Mitsurugi to keep it safe. He seemed afraid to let it fall into someone else's hands, but he would not explain any further. Without another word, the man vanished into a dark alley. Looking at the metal fragment in his hand, Mitsurugi pondered, "If Soul Edge was so powerful, why would it shatter?" Mitsurugi had a difficult time believing the man who gave him the fragment, but there was no denying the sincerity in the man's eyes. "Besides," Mitsurugi reasoned, "why would a man on the verge of death lie to a complete stranger?" Soon after, a grave story circulated through the castle. Apparently, a servant of the Ming Emperor arrived at the castle, demanding the "Sword of Heroes." When the servant steadfastly refused to leave without the sword, the lord of the castle slew him, exclaiming that he could not turn over something he did not have. "War is coming," thought Mitsurugi. He sensed the same storm brewing that he had felt before in countless battlefields. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Nightmare Age : Unknown Birthplace : Unknown Height : 5'6" Weight : 209 lbs. Birth Date : Unknown Blood Type : Unknown Weapon : Soul Edge - Zweihander Type Weapon Name : Soul Edge - Male Discipline : Original Style, Styles memorized of Soul Edge Family : Unknown ----- What a chimera, then, is man! What a novelty! What a monster, what a chaos, what a contradiction, what a prodigy! Blaise Pascal Pensees At one time, Nightmare committed countless cold-blooded murders while under the control of Soul Edge. All who knew of him feared his crimson gaze and his strange, one-eyed, giant blade. Originally, he was the leader of a group of brigands known as the Black Wind, whose stronghold was located in the Black Forest near the Roman Empire. It was news of his father's death that drove him from his marauding lifestyle, resolving to find his father's killer. Hearing word of a sword known as Soul Edge, he became convinced that he could slay his father's murderer if he found this ultimate weapon. He searched through the battlegrounds in every region he traveled. Eventually, he came across a sword in a Spanish harbor that emitted a strange aura beside the corpse of its owner, who appeared to be a pirate. The dead body returned to life, covered in flames, as if to protect the sword. Upon defeating the apparition, he reached for the hilt of the mysterious blade. It was then that he heard the voice of Soul Edge, the sword that feeds on souls. It told him that if he used the souls absorbed by the sword, he would be able to resurrect his father. Accepting his new goal, the man's body began to surge with the evil energy of the sword. The energy became a beautiful pillar of light that pierced the evening sky and dissipated into the atmosphere. From that moment on, the man became Nightmare, the evil knight who would strike fear into every corner of Europe. Having determined that the power Soul Edge had at that moment was insufficient to revive his father, Nightmare attacked village after village to nourish the blade. Not satisfied, he sought out those with strong souls to feed the evil sword. The killings ended three years later, when Nightmare came across three sacrifices for his blade. One of them wielded a spirit sword called Soul Calibur, which possessed an aura that was the polar opposite of the evil power emitted by Soul Edge. The battle between the swordsmen took place in a vortex of hellfire and evil energy summoned by Soul Edge. After a raging battle, the evil sword shattered, and both Nightmare and Soul Edge fell into the collapsing void. With Soul Edge severely weakened, Nightmare regained some of his humanity. Along with lucidity came the horrifying memories of the sins he committed, as well as the fear and anger of those who were slaughtered by him. Moreover, he realized that he had been the one who murdered his father. Expelled from the void into an unfamiliar place, Nightmare disappeared into the night-the evil sword still in his grip. But Soul Edge was weaker now, and splinters of itself were left in Nightmare's footsteps. He knew Soul Edge must never fall into the hands of another man. He set off to go as far away as possible from human settlements. Yet each morning, he awakened to the sight of people slain by him during the night. While he slept, Soul Edge took over his mind and flesh, and he was burdened by this new guilt. Nevertheless, he did not choose to take his own life and end things easily. He knew that if he died, the sword would only find a new host to continue its evil ways. The only solution was to find a place where the evil could be imprisoned forever. Initially, the balance of power between him and the sword were equal. But as time wore on, his control over his body became irregular, and the sword held sway over him for slightly longer periods of time. The number of those who fell victim to the blade continued to grow. The sword healed itself gradually by feeding off the victims' souls. After four years, the sword had nearly recovered to full strength. The fragments of itself lost during its escape...The evil energy dispersed as the Evil Seed...Soul Edge's shattered companion blade...the other Soul Edge... With dominant control over its host body, Soul Edge, once again in the form of "Nightmare," began to pursue the fragments of itself that it had lost. It was on a quest to restore itself completely! But at the same time, he continued to fight the evil sword's plans with the little sanity left within him. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Raphael Sorel Age : 32 Birthplace : Rouen, French Empire Height : 5'10" Weight : 159 lbs. Birth Date : November 27 Blood Type : A Weapon : Rapier Sword Weapon Name : Flambert Discipline : La Rapier de Sorel Family : Foster daughter Amy, Cut family ties with worthless relatives ----- A vice begins by choice. But through things such as heredity, intelligence, and mental exhaustion, this choice becomes something inexplicable, or is refined into something criminal. Jean Cocteau, Opium: Journal Dune Desintoxication During the 16th century, France was amidst religious strife. Raphael, the young master of the Sorel Family, grew up with the tumultuous age as his cradle, the scheming of noble families as his lullaby, and the rapier and medicine as his playmates. His cool, unemotional demeanor created many enemies, but his quick and precise decision-making and execution skills solidified the foundation of his family amongst the nobles. Unfortunately, Raphael made a critical mistake during the year of the notorious Evil Seed catastrophe. He discovered too late that one member of nobility supported by the Sorel clan became insane from the effects of the Evil Seed. Consequently, Raphael gave his enemies the justification to come after him. To make matters worse, treacherous members of his family who were thrust into the conflict surrendered quickly and offered to hand over Raphael in order to protect themselves. Raphael hid himself in an impoverished town to escape from his pursuers, which included his family members. But accustomed to a life of privilege without want, Raphael could not bear the cold and hunger he suffered in the slums. He most certainly would have died if it were not for a little girl named Amy, who hid the weakened Raphael from his enemies. For the little girl, helping Raphael was only a simple deed motivated out of spite for the soldiers. For Raphael, a man who until then lived by his own means, it marked the first time he owed his life to someone else. He felt emotions that he had never experienced before, and Amy became an irreplaceable presence in Raphael's life. Raphael's exposure to life in the slums made him see the world in a whole new light, and realize the meaninglessness of everything. Nobles quarreled constantly and only thought of their petty interests and self-preservation. And the commoners, tired of constant warring, had given up hope. The world was filled with people whose soulless, meaningless lives made them no better than the dead. Convinced that the chaos of war was no place to live a meaningful life, Raphael took Amy and left the poverty-stricken town. Avoiding war-torn lands, they moved to a town in the countryside. But even with the new surroundings, he could not get Amy to open her heart to the world. Even though her life in the slums strengthened the 10-year old girl's wariness of life and gave her a tenacious will to live, it erased any sense of hope she had for the future. Assuming a false name, Raphael befriended a rich noble to obtain the means to take care of the young girl. He employed his cunning to gain the trust of the lord and those around him. And when the opportunity arose, Raphael poisoned the noble and spread word that the "lord had left on a long journey." One day, Raphael found a letter with references to the Evil Seed- the turning point in his life - in the mansion library. He was fascinated by the information, and it wasn't long before he made the connection between the Evil Seed and Soul Edge. Soul Edge- a demonic blade that promises power in exchange for one's sanity. What if such a sword were thrust into the hands of the pathetic nobles? They would undoubtedly fight feverishly for the weapon, and ultimately destroy themselves. Commoners would be unfortunate victims of the war, but their existence mattered little, for they were no better off then the dead. It would all be worth it if the petty, war-mongering nobles could be eliminated to secure a meaningful future for Amy. But in order to accomplish his goal, Raphael needed Soul Edge; he was determined to obtain the sword by any means necessary. A grand, insane plan was brewing in his mind- all for the sake of a young girl. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Taki Age : 29 Birthplace : Fu-Ma No Sato, Japan Height : 5'7" Weight : 117 lbs. Birth Date : Unknown Blood Type : A Weapon : Ninja Swords Weapon Name : Rekki-Maru & Mekki-Maru Discipline : Musoh-Battoh-Ryu Family : Master Toki, Immediate family all taken by sickness ----- [color=blue]Do not suppose opportunity will knock twice at your door. Sebastien Chamfort, Maximes et Pensees[/color] Taki began her journey when her fascination grew in Soul Edge, the evil sword that resonated in the presence of her beloved sword Rekki maru. As a Fu-Ma Ninja, her specialty was the extermination of demons. She possessed exceptional fighting skills and excelled at forging weapons, which made her a valuable asset to the Fu-Ma clan. In fact, it was she who battled and defeated the dread pirate Cervantes, who was possessed by Soul Edge. After returning from her long journey, Taki attempted to fuse a fragment of Soul Edge into the demonic blade, Mekki-Maru. Much to her surprise, the Mekki-Maru began to surge with even more evil energy, making it difficult for even her to handle the sword. Taki saw that the leader of the Fu-Ma clan, Master Toki, became obsessed with Mekki-Maru. She deemed that it would be dangerous to hand the sword over to him, and left the clan. Thus Taki became a renegade ninja. Toki, however, would not give up so easily. He sent other clan members after her in order to retrieve the powerful blade. Pursued by her former clan members, Taki decided to destroy Mekki-Maru by pitting it against Soul Edge. She hoped that the two powerful weapons would obliterate one another. Unfortunately, by the time she found Soul Edge, its wielder Nightmare had already been defeated by a group of warriors. How would she destroy Mekki-Maru without Soul Edge? Taki tried to devise another plan, but her secret desire to master the sword grew stronger by the day. The decision was made. She grasped the fundamental skills needed to handle Mekki- Maru during her journey; she just needed to build her mental strength enough to overcome the evil influences of the sword. Around the time she mastered the ability to use the sword for short periods of time, several Fu-Ma ninjas appeared before her. Unlike previous encounters, these Ninjas did not attack on sight. Instead, they attempted to capture her. Unfortunately for the ninjas, they were no match for Taki; they all fell before her Mekki-Maru. "...I know they were sent by Master Toki...but why would they travel so far to these strange lands to seek me?" Searching through the strewn remains of the ninjas, Taki came across a metal fragment. Although weak, the aura emanating from the metal was unmistakably that of Soul Edge. The sword was not destroyed; it still existed in pieces. Taki then realized why the ninjas had tried to capture her. Master Toki was trying to gather information about Soul Edge in order to find all of the fragments. Undoubtedly, pieces of the sword, just like the one she held in her hand, were already in Master Toki's possession. Knowing the effects that Soul Edge had on those who wielded it, Taki knew she could not let it get into the hands of Master Toki. Even without the sword, the head of the Fu-Ma clan was already powerful. She was afraid to think about what would happen if Toki acquired the evil blade and received its madness. He could transform into a monster with unfathomable strength. Taki headed for Japan. She could not allow this impending disaster to occur in her homeland. On her way back to Japan, she sensed the presence of the evil sword. The metal she possessed began to resonate ever so slightly with the aura of evil. After she hastily sealed the fragment, she thought about what she should do next. Should she go after the fragments that her former master had, or exorcise the evil sword itself? Either way, time was running out. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [size=3]Talim[/size] [url=http://www.soulcalibur.com/history/Talim.php][IMG]http://www.soulcalibur.com/images/history/talim_concept.jpg[/IMG][/url] Age : 15 Birthplace : Village of the Wind Deity, Southeast Asia Height : 4'8" Weight : 93 lbs. Birth Date : June 15 Blood Type : Unknown Weapon : Elbow Blades Weapon Name : Loka Luha & Syi Salika Discipline : Wind Dance Family : Father Sanput Mohter Lidi : Grandmother Kalana (Village Elder), Bird Alun ----- [b][size=15][color=blue]Nature does nothing in vain...There are no Grotesquesin Nature: not anything framed to fill up empty Cantons, and unnecessary spaces. Sir Thomas Browne, Religio Medici[/color] The moment Spain declared the Philippines as part of its empire, Southeast Asia was thrust into an age of turmoil. The westerners introduced their new culture without giving any regard to the indigenous culture or people. The foreigners stayed near the shoreline at first, but it was only a matter of time before their influence reached all the way to the mountains. As if they felt the need to hide from the encroaching footsteps of the foreigners, a tribe of people secluded themselves in a small village nestled deep within the mountain valleys. The tribe honored the Wind Deity and lived as one with nature. Talim was born during this era into a family of shamans. She was raised as the Last Priestess of the Wind during a time when western influences grew stronger, and faith in the Wind Deity gradually waned. One day, Talim was reading the winds, just as she had done since she was a young child. That day, however, something about the winds felt odd. Unlike the normal, soft whispers of the winds mixed with murmurs of distant cities, the winds were tainted with an evil aura that seemed to devour everything in its path. The screams, hopelessness, and madness of faraway places carried by the evil aura surged into Talim before she realized what was happening. This occurred on the day the Evil Seed spread across the world. Talim crumpled to the ground and lost consciousness for days. The people of her village were on the verge of losing all hope when she finally awoke. Talim's eyes were filled with deep sorrow, and she cried without knowing why. By Talim's fifteenth year, it was common to see western merchants and explorers in her once secluded village. One day, a westerner brought a "vitality charm" to the village. The elders expressed concern when they saw the unusual metal fragment. They sensed that it did not belong in their village; it belonged somewhere else. They also felt that its presence would have an evil influence on those who came near it. Talim immediately recognized the evil in the piece of metal; it was the same malevolent energy that she felt on the day she collapsed. "I must return the fragment to its rightful place!" Talim exclaimed. The elders tried to prevent Talim from leaving the village with the metal shard. They feared that the purity of the Last Priestess would be tainted if she were exposed to the outside world. Her parents disagreed. On the contrary, they felt that by experiencing the world, Talim's purity and love of nature would grow. The young Sibyl left on her journey with her parents' blessing. As her village slowly disappeared behind the mountain range, Talim sensed the resonance of the same evil aura from other parts of the world. She could feel it in the winds that traveled across the seas and continents, circulating throughout the world. She knew that everything would soon be consumed by illness if the evil force continued to spread with the wind. Talim reasoned that there were more of these metal fragments. And like the one she possessed, unwitting people carried the pieces to all corners of the world. Talim knew she had to find all of the fragments and seek their rightful place. Although Talim had never set foot outside of her village before, she was not afraid-no matter how long the journey, she knew she would be fine as long as the winds were with her. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [size=3]Voldo[/size] [url=http://www.soulcalibur.com/history/voldo.php][IMG]http://www.soulcalibur.com/images/history/voldo_concept.jpg[/IMG][/url] Age : 50 Birthplace : Kingdom of Naples, Palermo, Italy Height : 6'0" Weight : 185 lbs. Birth Date : August 25 Blood Type : A Weapon : Katars Weapon Name : Manas & Ayus Discipline : Self-taught Family : Parents deceased, Master Vercci long deceased, Four brothers killed through warfare ----- [b][size=15][color=blue]Grace appears most purely in that human form which either has no consciousness or an infinite consciousness. That is, in the puppet or in the god. Heinrich von Kleist, Uber das Marionettentheater[/color] Somewhere in the middle of the Mediterranean Sea, there was a small island said to hold the treasures of a wealthy Italian merchant of death named Vercci. His riches were stored in a chasm known to thieves who schemed to plunder it as the Money Pit. Rumors circulated amongst them about the numerous traps that awaited foolish intruders and of the eerie guardian who watched over Vercci's fortune deep within the pit. Although Vercci was renowned for saying, "There is nothing that I do not possess," there was one thing he desired more than anything...Soul Edge. Vercci tried everything within his powers to locate the coveted weapon- going as far as leading a fleet of his ships on an expedition- but ultimately failed. During his absence, Vercci lost most of his fortune to a war that broke out in Italy. His possessions were the only things that mattered to Vercci. He took whatever treasures remained on his fleet of ships and hid it in a pit that he had dug with the help of his loyal followers on a small island in the Mediterranean Sea. Vercci rigged the chasm with countless traps in order to ward off treasure- seeking intruders. And for over twenty years, the Money Pit ensnared thieves who attempted to steal his treasure, just as Vercci expected. There was a man who stood watch over the treasure- a guardian feared by all who dared to enter the pit. He was Vercci's loyal vassal. The man served Vercci on his expedition, helped dig the pit, and after his master's death, defended the vault faithfully. After years of solitude in darkness, the man lost his sight and sanity. He even forgot his name, which was Voldo. All of this must have been trivial for him, for his only desire was to serve his master's will by protecting the treasure. But he had forgotten something. Something was missing. In the silence broken only by the death throes of foolhardy intruders, Voldo slowly began to piece together what he had forgotten- Soul Edge, the treasure amongst treasures. Voldo ventured abroad in an attempt to fulfill his master's last wish. He followed numerous leads, and he returned periodically to the pit to ensure the safety of the treasure and the working condition of the traps. The guardian focused solely on performing his duties. One day, after Voldo chased an intruder away, he heard his long-lost master's voice. Obeying his master's orders, Voldo followed Soul Edge's aura emanating from the female intruder's sword. And after a long journey, he finally succeeded in bringing back a single-handed sword that emitted a strange aura. Upon his return, Voldo found his master's pit flooded with seawater. Voldo sat quietly, barely moving, on his master's throne in the small chamber behind the statue of Vercci, which overlooked the treasure vault now covered by water. Voldo believed he had found Soul Edge. He had obtained the one thing Vercci desired. Yet he did not hear the voice of his deceased master... Four years passed, but it was as if time stood still inside the Money Pit. The guardian's duty of defending the Money Pit never changed. Voldo felt as though he would spend eternity in the silence of the pit, waiting to hear his master's voice once again. But fate brought Voldo back to the present. When he defeated an intruder one day, Voldo found several metal shards that possessed the same aura as Soul Edge. And although each piece was merely a fragment, they seemed to radiate the same amount of power as Soul Edge itself. Voldo finally understood why he did not hear his deceased master's voice. The sword he brought back was not Soul Edge. The guardian did not know whether or not the metal pieces were truly from Soul Edge, but he knew that the truth would be revealed if he searched for the weapon once more. Voldo collected the fragments, placed them on the throne carefully, and then ventured outside. His mission was to bring Soul Edge- the weapon his master desired to the very end of his life -back to the Money Pit. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [size=3]Chai Xianghua[/size] [url=http://www.soulcalibur.com/history/xianghua.php][IMG]http://www.soulcalibur.com/images/history/xianghua_concept.jpg[/IMG][/url] Age : 20 Birthplace : Ming Empire, Ling-Sheng Su Height : 5'0" Weight : 101 lbs. Birth Date : April 2 Blood Type : B Weapon : Chinese Sword Weapon Name : No Name Discipline : Ling-Sheng Su Style, Self-taught Style Family : Mohter passed away, Father also deceased, according to her mother ----- [b][size=15][color=blue] Live without regrets. Musashi Miyamoto, Dokkoudou[/color] Constantly invaded by Japanese Pirates, the great Ming Empire of the East was one of the countries that expended great effort to search for Soul Edge - believed to be the "Hero's Sword" - to protect its people and regain its dignity. Unfortunately, three such quests failed. The first two search parties never returned, and the third group, which had just returned recently, was also unsuccessful in finding the Hero's Sword. The failure of the third quest devastated the Emperor, given that the group consisted of warriors hand-picked from his royal guards. Xianghua was one of the members of the third group. She grew up in a family with a prestigious military lineage, and learned the ways of the sword from her now- deceased mother. Even after her mother fell ill and passed away, Xianghua continued to hone her skills and eventually became a member of the Emperor's royal guards. She was then assigned the prestigious honor of the search for Soul Edge, but her mission failed. Falling into disfavor with the Emperor for her failure, Xianghua was stripped of her rank of royal guard and reassigned to a menial position that she had no desire to do. Her family lamented her fall from grace, but Xianghua was content with her situation. In truth, she actually found Soul Edge four years ago. But the weapon said to be the Hero's Sword turned out to be an evil sword that had an infinite appetite for human souls. "Nothing good will come of this if I bring such a sword back to my country. I must destroy this evil thing!" Xianghua decided. She battled Soul Edge with the help of her companion, Kilik, and managed to shatter the evil sword within the fiery vortex created by the weapon. Regrettably, her mother's ket[/size][/b][/size][/b][/size][/b]
Chà chà công nhận bạn Soul Calibur 2 tích cực thiệt ... bỏ công sức ra "Copy' nguyên một trang wá dzài luôn ... MoD đâu thưởng EXP cho bạn này đi ... Mà hình như là SC2 kô có cốt truyện hay sao mà tui chơi dzìa nước rùi mà chẳng hiểu gì hết ?? Đã dzy còn có lão già Heihachi trong Tekken 4 nữa chứ ? Chắc có lẽ ổng vượt thời gian dzìa wá khứ để tìm cao thủ á ???
TO SC2:Ông dịch ra đi,không dịch thì nửa điểm cũng hổng có nữa là.Big Bllody guy ui,bác dịch tới đâu gòi^^
Tời ơi sao mí bác cứ viết tùm lum zô đây thế ? Tui dịch thì + ko dịch thì ko +. Zậy thui. Lại phải nhờ bác Kenji xoá hộ rùi.
To soulcalibur2 : hic hic , bạn bắt đầu làm tôi cảm động . Thú thiệt chưa thấy ai gan lì mà dũng cảm như bạn ^^ . Rồi , tôi sẽ phụ một tay . Gì chứ dịch Anh - Việt là nghề tay trái của tôi mà . Nhưng giao trước là tôi chỉ dịch phần history của mấy cô bé thôi nhé ^^ . Còn mấy tên vừa to vừa xấu như Asta hay Nighty thì còn khuya à . To unholy fire : SC2 cốt chuyện hay lắm đó , mà phải nói là cốt chuyện từ SE đến giờ đều hay cả , chán một cái là bản tiếng Anh chỉ có history của bản game trên Arcade thôi . Chính vì vậy nó thiếu hết vài nhân vật ( có cả Mina và Sophitia mới là đau khổ ^^ ) . He , "chơi về nước mà không hiểu gì hết" , xấu hổ quá ^^ .
Hè, NightMare thì tui phụ trách là chắc òi. Kẻo ko ngưởi ta lại thấy con mình ghê oá, hổng dám oánh với mình nữa thì chết.
Sau đây là đoạn mở đầu của Soul Edge series , hy vọng ai chưa chơi sẽ thấy thích , ai chơi rồi sẽ thấy ... thích hơn ^^ . Bối cảnh hơi cổ xưa nên các bạn hãy tưởng tượng một chút , giống như đang chơi Heroes là tốt nhất ... Soul Edge : Truyền thuyết về thanh gươm huyền thoại : Ma Đao ( Soul Edge ) ( ghi theo lời kể của lão gù Wm.Bones , tại quán trọ Fairweather , năm 1572 ) -...nhớ lấy , những lời đồn đại về thanh gươm có thể xẻ dọc cả bầu trời là có thật . Thanh Ma Đao tồn tại . Nhưng có bao nhiêu kẻ muốn chiếm hữu nó thì có bấy nhiêu kẻ phải chịu một số mạng kinh hoàng . Anh bạn biết Vercci , kẻ bán thanh Ma Đao đó đã lãnh một cái chết thảm khốc thế nào rồi chứ ? Tên cướp biển Cervantes de Leon là người cuối cùng sở hữu thanh gươm ấy , đến nay hắn đã biệt tăm . Ma Đao là một thanh kiếm bị nguyền rủa , lão dám chắc với anh điều ấy . Hãy coi chừng , không phải chỉ mình anh tìm kiếm nó đâu . Mười chiến binh vĩ đại nhất cũng đang trên con đường đó . Đối với người này , Ma Đao là vật cứu rỗi , đối với kẻ khác , nó là chìa khoá của địa ngục . Không ai trong số họ có thể trở về mà không phải trải qua tử chiến . Chỉ có trái tim chân chính nhất và cánh tay mạnh mẽ nhất là sống sót mà thôi . Người ta nói rằng : cầm trong tay Ma Đao mang trong người quyền lực cực điểm , nhưng anh phải lựa chọn , vì linh hồn anh và quyền lực ấy không thể sống chung ... Soul Calibur : Do lịch sử , anh thành người lính , Qua lịch sử , anh thành một anh hùng . Đây là truyền thuyết về thanh gươm và ý chí , vượt qua không gian , vượt qua lịch sử , mãi mãi tồn tại với thời gian ... ( Theo lời hát một một kẻ hát rong thế kỷ 14 - không rõ tác giả ) Truyền thuyết bắt đầu từ Cervantes , tên cướp biển hung tợn nhất của bảy biển . Sau khi hắn chiếm hữu thanh song kiếm mang cái tên "Ma Đao" chiếc thuyền Arian của hắn đã gieo rắc kinh hoàng khắp vùng đại tây dương . Đến một ngày kia , linh hồn hắn hoàn toàn bị Ma Đao chiếm đoạt , Cervantes đã tàn sát tất cả thuỷ thủ đoàn cũng như dân cư nơi bến cảng con tàu đang đậu . Sau trận thảm sát đó , hắn đến sống tại đống đổ nát của quán trọ "Black Tail" . Thoả mãn với những linh hồn mình vừa cướp được , Ma Đao cũng nghỉ ngơi và chuẩn bị cho sự ra đời của một thanh kiếm khác .... Suốt 20 năm sau đó , những lời đồn đại về thanh kiếm lan ra khắp thế giới . Có người nói rằng đó là vật cứu thế , có người nói rằng nó là món vũ khí tối thượng ... Chỉ có vài người , do tình cờ run rủi , được tận mắt nhìn thấy thanh kiếm ấy , và họ đều nguyền rủa số phận của mình khi nhận lấy cái chết khủng khiếp . Tuy nhiên , cũng có một chiến binh dám đấu tranh với số phận , đó là Sophitia , nữ chiến binh thần thánh , theo lời dạy của thần Hephaestus . Sau một trận chiến sinh tử với Cervantes , cô ta đã chém gãy được một trong hai thanh song kiếm . Không may cho Sophitia , những mảnh vỡ của thanh kiếm găm vào da thịt khiến cô bị thương rất nặng . Cervantes , điên giận vì một nửa của mình đã bị phá huỷ , vung thanh kiếm còn lại trên đầu Sophitia ... Chính vào lúc đó , Taki xuất hiện . Bởi sức mạnh đã giảm đi một nửa , Cervantes bại dưới đoản kiếm của Taki . Taki hoàn thành nhiệm vụ của mình , thu nhặt những thanh kiếm vỡ và dìu Sophitia ra khỏi chiến trường ... Khi Siegfried đến , anh ta chỉ còn nhìn thấy cảnh hoang tàn đổ nát và xác chết của Cervantes . Siegfried bước đến gần , cầm lấy thanh kiếm còn lại trên tay của Cervantes . Đúng vào lúc đó , xác chết của tên cướp biển bùng cháy , những oan hồn đang chiếm lấy thân xác của Cervantes ! Trong ánh chớp ấy , trận chiến sinh tử lại bắt đầu . Thanh Ma Đao , trông thật năng nề trong tay một thanh niên nhỏ bé , gầm rú và xé nát bầu trời trong cái nhìn điên dại của Siegfried . Lửa bùng lên ... Khi trận chiến kết thúc , trên bãi chiến trường là cái xác cháy đen của Cervantes , một gã Siegfried đang thở hổn hển vì kiệt lực và thanh Ma Đao đang cháy rừng rực trong lửa ... Linh hồn đau khổ của Siegfried đã bị Ma Đao chiếm hữu , tiếp tục con đường tàn phá mà Cervantes đã đi qua ... Trong đêm đó , vài ngư dân ven biển Tây Ban Nha trông thấy một cột ánh sáng cao vút chiếu thẳng lên bầu trời . Họ đâu ngờ rằng đó chính là báo hiệu sự ra đời của hạt giống quỷ , những thứ sẽ gây tai hoạ cho nhân loại ... Và thế là một chương mới của truyền thuyết lại mở ra ... Soul Calibur 2 : Có rất nhiều lời đồn đại xung quang thanh Ma Kiếm , nó là vũ khí tối thượng , là thanh gươm của anh hùng , là thanh gươm với quyền lực lấy từ linh hồn , là kho báu lớn nhất , là chìa khoá của bất tử , là thần dược chữa bá bệnh , cả là thanh gươm của sự cứu rỗi ... Không ai biết thực tế Ma Đao là gì , chỉ chắc chắn rằng nó được nuôi sống bằng linh hồn của con người . Vào cuối thế kỷ 16 , một chiến binh , với sự giúp sức của thần thánh đã đánh gãy một trong hai thanh gươm ấy . Thế nhưng , nỗ lực ấy đã khiến mọi thứ càng thêm tồi tệ . Sự cân bằng bị phá vỡ , những linh hồn ma quỷ trong thanh gươm thoát ra ngoài và lan toả đi khắp thế giới , được biết đến như những hạt giống của quỷ . Thanh gươm còn lại hoà nhập vào thể xác của một thanh niên , chiếm hữu anh ta , gây nên một loạt những vụ chém giết xuyên suốt châu Âu trong suốt 3 năm ròng rã ... Bốn năm sau trôi qua trong yên bình , mọi người dần quên đi kỷ niệm kinh hoàng ấy ... Nhưng ... Bốn năm trước , một thanh gươm với cái tên Thiên Đao ( Soul Calibur ) đã xuất hiện ở vùng viễn đông xa xôi . Không ai biết rằng chính nó đã cân bằng lại thanh Ma Đao đang trong cơn thịnh nộ . Mọi người chỉ cho rằng hoà bình đến sau cuộc chiến phá huỷ Ma Đao mà thôi , sự xuất hiện của Thiên Đao vì vậy vẫn còn là một điều bí ẩn . Bất hạnh thay , hoà bình không bao giờ bền vững , một cách vô ý thức , những mảnh vỡ của Ma Đao đã được chuyển ra toàn thế giới qua bàn tay của con người . Ma Đao chỉ tồn tại như những mảnh vỡ , nhưng ma tính của nó thì không hề suy giảm . Sớm hay muộn , Ma Đao sẽ lại gây tai hoạ khi Thiên Đao còn chưa được ai tìm thấy ... PS:Tôi định thêm phần chú thích nhưng làm biếng rồi , ai muốn hỏi thì hỏi , tôi sẽ giải thích thêm cho ^^ ( ghi chú : hỏi cái gì liên quan đến cốt chuyện thôi ) Quá hay^^ Kenji
he he anh SC 2 mún câu MP ấy mà mí người đừng có khắt khe wé anh SC 2 ui,em chỉ anh nè anh we bên vnecpress á,copy mí cái onfo về sport về,paste ua box sport là ngon cơm thui hà ráng lên nhe anh suck
chưa thấy tác giả topic dịch cái giè, chả biết là có thật mún dịch hay mún... chỉ thấy chú ling cày như điên *_* hehe, dịch cái story của Taki trước đi ling cố lên cố lên
Tui tặng mỗi bác 50 XP lấy từ của tui ra (bảo Kenji đó) cho mí bác từ nay đừng có post zô đây nữa. Zậy được chưa.
Zậy các bác post chỗ khác cho tui nhờ chút, chỗ này để giới thiệu SC2 kiếm gà cho các bác chăn mè. Hông mất công tui mở topic mới lại bị người ta bỉu câu bài..
To soulcalibur2 : tôi thấy bạn càng ngày càng lộ rõ là chỉ biết chơi có mỗi SC2 , tệ nữa là chỉ biết chơi có mỗi Nightmare . Đã vậy đi tới box nào cũng nổ long trời lở đất , hết chê lên thì chê xuống , bản thân không có bài viết nào ra hồn cả . Bạn có biết chiêu hay nhất của bạn là gì không ? Là chiêu "mấy bác không biết chơi game cũng như không có đủ trình độ như tôi nên mấy bác có nói gì cũng là tầm bậy hết , tôi chơi SC2 là đệ nhất thiên hạ nên ai ai cũng chỉ là dân hổng biết gì" . Đó là một chiêu ép tâm lý cực kỳ hoàn hảo . Dùng nó để chơi chiến thuật "keep away" là tốt nhất đó . Tôi chán quá rồi , chẳng muốn giúp bạn nữa đâu . Nói chung , lần đầu tiên có người làm tôi mất bình tĩnh được nhiều như bạn đó , bạn khá lắm . Nè , nếu có ngày đẹp trời nào đó bạn dời gót ngọc vào thành phố này , nhớ thông báo cho lớn lên nhe , tôi sẽ gặp và thử xem bạn đánh hay đến độ nào - hay chỉ biết mỗi chiêu "Fire in the hole" . Lúc đó lỡ có thua mười mấy hai chục ván thì đừng có ... nín thở tự vẫn đó nghen , tôi hổng có gì đền đâu . PS : thế nào tôi cũng sắp được nghe câu : "mấy bác tâm lý yếu thế làm sao đấu với tôi được" . Phải không soulcalibur2 ?
lol sc2 bao giờ vào TP?? nói thời gian cụ thể xem nào, hay là "maybe yes maybe no" đó?? @lingxiaoyu: cho cái Yahoo ID ta chat chơi
Tui nổ thì rõ òi, miễn bàn. CÒn bác twúc giận hay cái rì rì thì tui chịu. Mà tui quên nói trước là tui vừa oánh vừa đấu thêm môn võ mồm nữa đó. Từ trước tới giờ vẫn thế. Bác mất bình tĩnh rùi thì bình tĩnh lại tui mới dám vô. Nóng nẩy thế thì thà tui ở ngoài nè đấu võ mồm với bác sướng hơn. To rinoa: Vớ vẩn mà bác kiếm nhìu hơn tui. Kỉu nè tui có zẻ đắc tội với nhìu cao thỏ wá nhẻ. Sorry các bác nhá. Tại ngoài này chẳng có ai cho tui bắt nạt SC2 nên đành lên đây xỏ xiên các bác zậy, nếu có rì mong các bác thứ lỗi rùm. Còn tui mới zô mỗi box này đấy chứ, đã wa box nào chê đâu ???
