Written by: Epicstu Wyyvernwriter

The EWCM Wyyvern Knight Listings as of now…

Trace, the Wyyvern Knight of Madness and Intellect

• Q, the Wyyvern Handgun of Madness
• William, the Wyyvern Tactical Knife of Intellect

Rock, the Wyyvern Knight of Rock n’ Roll

• Roll, the Wyyvern Stage of Rock n’ Roll

Akiri Gen, the Wyyvern Knight of Mechanics

• Helga, the Wyyvern BFG of Mechanics

Dennis Jedidiah Clanton, the Wyyvern Knight of Outlaws

• Belle, the Wyyvern Six-String of Outlaws

Zen Akira, the Wyyvern Knight of Ninjas

• Emikacana, the Wyyvern Kusarigama of Ninjas

Mirren, the Wyyvern Knight of Patience

• Agambir, the Wyyvern Walking Stick of Patience

Sullivan George Humphrey, the Wyyvern Knight of Peace

• Stella, the Wyyvern Staff of Peace

Aphrodite, the Wyyvern Knight of Love

• Amy, the Wyyvern Bolt-Action Rifle of Love

Amaya Breeze, the Wyyvern Knight of Winds

• Indra and Makani, the Twin Wyyvern Wing-Blades of Winds

Brek Chesler, the Wyyvern Knight of Fire

• Pyre, the Wyyvern Gauntlets of Fire

Aleister Keith Dimir, the Wyyvern Knight of Death, War, Famine, Strife, and Life

• Chastity, the Wyyvern Scythe of Death
• Sun and Tzu, the Twin Wyyvern Chainsaw-Swords of War
• Hubris, the Wyyvern Chain-Linked Incense Burners of Famine
• Magnus, the Wyyvern Artillery of Strife
• Addhar, the Wyyvern Scythe of Life

Ariel Douglas, the Wyyvern Knight of Waters

• The S.S. Skippy Dinghy, the Wyyvern Exploration Submarine of Waters

Filorra, the Wyyvern Knight of Nature

• Ace, the Wyyvern Spade of Nature

Timothy Rikkun, the Wyyvern Knight of Coffee

• Marrissa, the Wyyvern Coffee Mug of Coffee

Jane Karma Hart, the Wyyvern Knight of Drink

• Wapatui, the Wyyvern Shapeshifting Glass of Drink

Kale Agustus Pierre, the Wyyvern Knight of Food

• Dutchess, the Wyyvern Cast Iron Cooking Pot of Food

Magnar Maximus, the Wyyvern Knight of Destruction

• Bolas, the Wyyvern Flail of Destruction

Loki, the Wyyvern Knight of Law, Order, and Vampirism

• Birtha, the Wyyvern Plate Armor of Law and Order
• Alexandra, the Wyyvern Bastard Sword of Vampirism

Caramia Ceri, the Wyyvern Knight of Pleasure

• Amitosh, the Wyyvern Whip-Sword of Pleasure

Post Apocalyptic, the Wyyvern Knight of Deception and Anarchy

• Revelations, the Wyyvern Purified Spiked Chain of Deception and Anarchy

Dana Noel, the Wyyvern Knight of Truth and Justice

• Punishment, the Wyyvern Gavel of Truth and Justice

Morgana, the Wyyvern Knight of Darkness and Light

• Luna, the Wyyvern Ring-Blade of Darkness
• Solara, the Wyyvern Ring-Blade of Light

Risen and Fallen, the Wyyvern Knight of Good and Evil

• Holy, the Wyyvern Ax of Good
• Corrupt, the Wyyvern Blade of Evil

Playlist 48, the Wyyvern Knight and Weapon of Composer

• Playlist 48, the Wyyvern Droid of Composer

Chastity, Sun and Tzu, Hubris, Magnus, and Addhar, the Wyyvern Knights of The End

• Aleister Keith Dimir, the Wyyvern Dreadnautilus of The End

John Fucking Memes, the Wyyvern Agent, Knight, Weapon, and Wyyvern of Chaos

• John Fucking Memes, the Wyyvern Sphere of Chaos

Heaven and Hell, the Wyyvern Knights and Weapons of Deceit

• Heaven, the Wyyvern Blade of Deceit
• Hell, the Wyyvern Shieldwall of Deceit

Edward Michael Dimir, the Wyyvern Knight of Heaven

• Zesrial Dimir, the Wyyvern Blade who is Heaven

Satan, the Wyyvern Knight of Hell

• Frozen and Ash, the Twin Wyyvern Chain-Linked Daggers of Hell

As the last holographic Wyyvern Knight listing faded from the center of New Valhalla’s Arena Loki, the King of New Valhalla, stood up and walked out to the edge of his viewing booth. He spread his arms and the stands ceased there cheers. “Peoples of the Multiverse, Living and Undead, thank you all for staying here in New Valhalla for our Closing Ceremonies!” All cheered in response and then went silent again as Loki held his hand up once more. “Before we continue we honor the lost. The Ancient and Restless Gods and Goddesses of the devoured 700 Realms who have been eaten by Basilisk,” he continued, “and the Knights who have lost their Wyyvern Weapons during this tournament. Peoples of the Wyyvernwriter’s Multiverse! I give to you! Your one true God and his Heaven! Edward and Zesrial Dimir!”

Having witnessed all that had transpired, the peoples of the Wyyvernwriter’s Multiverse, both Living and Undead, roared and cheered in approval as Edward and Zesrial Dimir walked to the center of the Arena and stepped onto Roll, the Wyyvern Stage of Rock n’ Roll. Rock handed Roll’s microphone to Edward and all quieted down to listen. “I stand before all of you undeserving of your praise. I Unleashed Basilisk upon Atlas. I fed Thor to Basilisk, and I have failed to save Anubis, Set, Oya, Belona, Ares, and Sun Wu Kong from the same fate.”

Zesrial wiped the tears from Edward’s eyes and took the microphone from him, “this has been made right,” she said unto him before gesturing to Sarah Iron and the Nekolich as they approached center stage. In Stu’s hand he held a hammer. A lighting bolt with a thunder cloud at its peak.

Taking the Microphone in hand, Stu held the hammer high, “This is Cumulonimbus! I did not pick the name,” the audience laughed for a moment before Stu continued. “Sarah came to me when this hammer was a master-craft created by Hephaestus, the smith of the Ancient and Restless Gods, with an idea. Sarah?” He handed her the microphone and Cumulonimbus.

“In honor and memory of our one and only Thor and all the other Gods and Goddesses we have lost,” Sarah began, “I have personally hunted down the Wyyvern of Thunder and we have reforged Hephaestus’s masterwork into the Wyyvern Hammer of Thunder.” Then she spoke directly to Cumulonimbus, “there is no wielder for you here in this multiverse. Go now, out into the Void, and search Multiverses near and far until you find a Thor, son of Odin and God of Thunder, whom you deem worthy. We will all miss you and we wish you the eternal happiness that you deserve. You are free.” Then with a crack of thunder that shook the entirety of the Wyyvernwriter’s Multiverse, Cumulonimbus left the Wyyvernwriter’s Multiverse to seek out a Thor to call her own.

The crowd cheered until Zesrial took the microphone in hand again and gestured for silence. “Let us now honor the Knights who have lost their Wyyvern weapons,” she said and they stepped forward. “Frayona, thank you for giving Life to our Multiverse,” she said unto Frayona and then gave her a hug, “the Kingdom of Heaven is open to you. Azaguth Hildegard, thank you for maintaining Law and Order throughout our Multiverse,” she gave him a hug, “the Kingdom of Heaven is open to you. Theresa, thank you for shining Light on those who needed it most.” she gave her a hug, “the Kingdom of Heaven is open to you. Morbida, thank you for balancing Light with Darkness for there can never be one without the other,” she gave her a hug, “the Kingdom of Heaven is open to you. Amdeo Drai, thank you for bringing so many loved ones together,” she gave him a hug, “the Kingdom of Heaven is open to you.” Then she turned to the Nekolich, who refused to allow her to grant the Vampire Archangel entry through her gates, and scowled at Stu before giving Vladamir Krovachoff a hug, “I wish you good travels, son of my first’s left hand. I will never forget you.” Then Vladamir left New Valhalla because after these ceremonies the Wyyvern Knight of Vampirism would hunt him for the remainder of his life. “And now I ask everyone to bow their heads as we remember the Wyyvern Knight whose name must never be spoken out of respect for his Wyyvern weapon. Long ago the Devourer defeated our Wyyvern Knight of Rap in fair lyrical combat and then ate him. Mary, the Wyyvern Microphone of Rap, to this day refuses to take a new wielder. He was the only Wyyvern Knight to ever meet this fate until the events that had transpired here before my fight with Edward and his Dead Snow. A Special thanks to the Wyyvern Knight of Time who came to us then, before his own timeline, to save all Life from that fate.”

There was a moment of silence before Stu took the microphone, “hey everyone,” he began with a smile. “It is so good to finally see all the Life I love before me. I do not know many of you. Those of you whom I do know I know only through my Undead. I am the Nekolich, but you may call me Stu. I love you. All of you. You have given this ancient rotting feline corpse happiness through nothing more than your very existence. I swear to you that I will do everything in my power to protect you from the Devourer of Life and ensure that Life never ends. Your graveyards are a sanctuary, your catacombs are a fortress, and your fallen loved ones are your heroes. Never be afraid of the Dead, we are only here to serve you.” Then the Nekolich handed the microphone to Edward and turned around to leave that he might go back to maintaining the defense grid that stood against the Devourer, but then Epic, the Wyyvern of Life, fused with him and they became the Wyyvernwriter.

“Ladies and Gentlemen,” Edward announced. “I might be your God now, but they have always been your creator.”

The Multiverse cheered as Epicstu looked upon their creation for the first time since the current Multiverse had began. Even without them, Life had found a way to expand and change in ways they could never have imagined and they saw that it was good. “I cannot stay,” they said in a duel voice. “For in this form I can be eaten by the Devourer. I cannot wait until we can be together again forever, for that day will come thanks to The Wyyvern Knights of Fate who tirelessly work to ensure Life never ends. I leave you now with his toast and ask that you say it with me,” the words appeared made of water for all to see, and all read aloud together with the Wyyvernwriter. “Here’s to you and here’s to me. Friends forever we will be, but if by chance we disagree. Fuck you. Here’s to me.” Then Epic and Stu separated and left. Epic went back to the Tower that does not exist within Heaven and Stu returned to his Undead Defense grid. The Living and the Undead cheered for their creator.

“Wait!” Woodsmann shouted, “before everyone goes home, we have one last fight.”

“That’s right folks,” said Mercedes. “According to the tradition adopted from the fallen Fennec Foxes of the Northlands all Wyyvern Knights must now fight each other in a single massive battle royal.”

Every Wyyvern Knight found themselves in New Valhalla’s Arena one last time. “3, 2, 1…” Mercedes and Woodsmann counted in unison. “Fight!”

“Look at them go!” Woodsmann praised.

“Truly an epic display by our Wyyvern Knights in shining armor,” Mercedes agreed.

“Hold on,” Woodsmann searched all cameras, “where is the Mad Wyyvern?”

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Within the Wyyvernwriter’s Multiverse outside of New Valhalla Trace fell to the ground hard and struggled to get back up. A wicked laugh echoed all around him, “you no longer have power over me, Yog Sothoth.”

As the Nekolich approached to help, “no!” William shouted to him. “Get out of here!” but it was too late and the interdimensional being overpowered and took Stu, the Nekolich, Writer for his own. “Damn you, Nyarlathotep.”

Nyarlathotep laughed again, “this Multiverse is mine and now no one can stop me. Not Heaven, not her God, and least of all not you.”