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Birth of HK

It all began in the year of 1984, when a strange sensation took place in the realm of the unknown. Something stirred about in the air, and was smelt by mere humans in a room, crowded with males and females who had a special gift to take care of people. One was looking at an intensifying opening of a person and the other was monitoring their statistics on a computer screen. Others, loved ones, surrounded this individual in hopes that life be ensured. Suddenly...

 

There was light.

An unordinarily huge beam of it too. I nearly went, blind.

 

Yes, it was I... Archon[HK] who had arrived into this succulent world of mankind and technology. Ah, yes... the lord and master himself had arrived.

 

I had realized suddenly that whenever you have lots and lots of blood on you, you were just born. And throughout the next few years you will not be able to recall any memory, that you may become rather courageous to do something extraordinary. Perhaps... lead a clan on a software program called "Battle.Net" in the mere future that awaited m-

 

Or at the time, I just really wanted to peepee all over the floor.

 

Nonetheless, I embarked onto this world at such an expense that I felt immediately anxious to get all of my goals accomplished within the next 12 trillion years. Because that's how long I plan to live.

 

And that's how long this clan will be around... at least.

 

Bewildered of my senses, I remain quiet and nauseous in my little plastic cabin that surrounded my outer…s… senses. And who did I see to my left? How could this be... was it in fact the legendary KoRn[HK]!? Could this meeting between me and a future HuntaKillaz Clan member actually be prophesized? Is this the actual spark that would ignite all power for the glory of the gaming clan on Blizzard Games? What could this have meant? Certain leadership that was immediately bonded between the two of us?! Did it?

 

No way, it was a girl. So I turned back, vomited on myself and cried for a few hours.

Nonetheless, I remain fearless amongst anything that comes about my will of leadership... I called myself Archon from the day I was born. Not Ryan Metcalf like I was named, before I got the chance to even learn words, spelling, what a clan is, who/where/what/why the hell is an Archon and what time it was.

 

Oh man I knew what I was doing.

 

But for the next 3 years, it's a lot of humping the ground and throwing balls/vomit/feces at people's heads or stomachs and then crying about it for 40 minutes... so let's skip ahead to...