Bastion Ridder was but a boy when war found the once peaceful village of Leafaria.
It was an all-encompassing war of might and magic, one that would throw the land of Crayosia into a spiral from which it would never recover.
The sins of his father would come knocking in the form of a laundry-list of foes, and only Bastion would be there to answer that call.
With his fathers spear in hand, and a slowly gathered crew of both rivals and companions, Bastion would crawl from the ashes of his home and seek out those responsible for its destruction.
It would all began one fateful day just within the gates of Leafaria...

I wrote a story some 21 years ago as a 15-year-old kid.


It was a story about a boy who would both loose everything he knew and loved in a single day and gain a laundry-list worth of his fathers old enemies.


I never got the chance to finish that story, you know?


Life just...always found a way to get in the way.


One Last Knight is based on that old story, lol.


I still have those 21-year-old notebooks lol.


I present to you all, the story that started it all!


The Seven S.T.A.R. Fighters & The Shicato/Ziron alliance.


Leafaria: A One Last Knight side story!


I never finished this, so I am going to post it a it was originally written all those years ago and then I will do my best to elaborate on/finish it for you all.


This is Bastion Ridder's origin story, folks!


Thank you all for your love and loyalty and for 122K views for One Last Knight!


I will see you all back over in Enverdolmal soon enough for Volume two!


Those are the first words I remember hearing after the muffled screams and a bright light.


After that there's not much I do remember besides someone smacking my ass.


I grew up pretty fast, I mean, one minute I'm sitting on my mom's lap at the tender age of three, the next I'm being pummeled by my father during my spear training several years later at the age of 10!


I remember sitting down on the cold, wet grass early that morning. My dad would dance around me, striking and flipping eloquently, showing me the basics of martial arts. 


He'd say as he'd jump high into the air and come crashing down, slitting a nearby oak in to two.


I would exclaim as he'd come over and playfully toss me into the air.


"It's all easy once you learn it well, keep to your training and I know that just as the sun rises, one day you will be just as good as your old man."


We'd play and train and wrestle all the day, rolling and laughing in the grass till dark.


And I don't laugh as mush as I used to...


The days are long and life's many challenges just wont let up.


But to my luck, Himora is with me, and as long as we stay strong we will never fail.


I am Bastion Ridder, and this is my story...


Chapter 1 - A random introduction.