Conan/Cerberus

A valiant swordsman of a ravaged Earth seeks to defeat the demon-dog Cerberus, the new guardian of a terrible Emperor.

A fanfiction inspired by Conan comics. Thanks for reading, 

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Conan, the great savage-swordsman of the dark lands of Earth was wandering around after the great Punish Wars which saw the rise of the Emperor Osrich who'd established a terrible dark dominion of barbarian-invaders pillaging and raping the great villages once symbolizing the fertility of our blue planet. Conan himself was orphaned after his family was murdered before his eyes by wandering barbarians and grew up alone, traveling among roaming nomads on Earth and learning how to use the sword to his advantage along the way. He'd developed his skills at thievery, survival, and great advanced swordsmanship. He'd become a penultimate planetary warrior of demon-conquest, fixing his mind on the dominion/empire of the evil Osrich and scheming how to usurp his terrible throne of blood. Now, Conan was fearing the worst, since Osrich the emperor had employed his insidious wizard Red to create or engender a nefarious multiple-headed demon-dog named Cerberus, raised from the underworld itself, using tissue and blood cells from various strains of multiple Earth wolf-dogs or hounds of hell.

CONAN: Cerberus is a force of malicious wrath, and he's now Emperor Osrich's ultimate door-guardian, and I must destroy!

Conan met a gorgeous damsel along the way during these Earth ambitions, daydreams, and adventures. He'd helped various villagers and stranded 'knights' from the old days to rally forms of defiance against the barbarian rapists of Emperor Osrich, to create temporary 'stands' against their invading march on the planet. However, now Conan himself, the daring/valiant swordsman who had this special or 'uncanny' ability to swing his sword in a semi-circular elliptical swing to both disarm and decapitate his adversaries, the evil/dark barbarians of Osrich sent on horseback to rape/pillage the land. The gorgeous and lovely vixen-damsel Conan met in one of these villages he's defending is the fair Esmerelda who's as shapely as she is smart, and he promised her he'd destroy the darkness and be wed to her as her immortal courtier/groom. Esmerelda and Conan had a great affair, and she hoped he'd return to her warm tent on Earth after his daring defiance of Osrich was met with hopeful success or triumph.

Conan took his new dark-horse Nightmare and rode out to Emperor Osrich's castle and climbed its walls late at night under cover of darkness using a special rope and killed his guardsmen before reaching the inner-basement lair where the multi-headed demon-dog guardian of the Emperor's domain, the terrifying Cerberus lay, waiting for a 'worthy' adversary/opponent. The beast had found it in the valiant/defiant Conan, a man of great wits and agility and muscle and imagination. Cerberus was a smooth and demonic hound of hell, with multiple heads, each capable of intelligible speech! Cerberus noticed Conan crawling into his lair and wished to engage the daring swordsman-warrior in a conversation before testing him in a pure battle of sword-versus-fire. This would be an 'uncanny' chat, since Conan represented worldly intuition behind optimism, while Cerberus the 'beast' represented the dark wrath of unchecked ambition(s).

CONAN: You see I'm not afraid of your sinister powers, demon-dog!
CERBERUS: You can see great swordsman that I have the power of intelligent speech.
CONAN: I can see you have many heads, each full of the poison of unchecked vanities!
CERBERUS: You seek to defy me and the Emperor's reign on Earth, do you?
CONAN: What else?
CERBERUS: Why?
CONAN: I'm here to uphold the tangibility of human resistance to advancing cruelty!
CERBERUS: You're a killer, then?
CONAN: I'm a swordsman of old-times values, here to deliver a message...of dance!
CERBERUS: Dance, do you?
CONAN: You're nothing more than a beast-dog of wrath and unchecked insanity, Cerberus!
CERBERUS: If that's correct, why then must you kill someone/thing like me, great swordsman?
CONAN: All evil must be confronted with 'forms' of dance...and defiance, Cerberus!
CERBERUS: You speak with the honeyed-language of loved men, so let's see if you wield your sword too!
CONAN: I'll cut your tongue(s) before your craniums, Cerberus!

That's just what happened too. Conan, the great swordsman of Earth, full of intuition/bravado, hoping to return to the loving-arms of his fair-damsel Esmerelda, cut out the saw-talking tongues of the evil multi-headed beast-dog Cerberus before decapitating each of its/his heads and burning his dead corpse to ashes before burning down Osrich the emperor's imposing castle in the land of Earth. He'd return to Esmerelda's village and successfully entreat her father for his daughter's hand in marriage and in time become a fabled king of benevolent reign, overseeing the righteous agricultural tilling/mining of the land, so that diamonds and soil would become great 'trophies' of shared imagination, and so that humanity would finally transcend the spiraled-madness that Emperor Osrich created on this planet and enforced with his killing demon beast-dog Cerberus, now thankfully a 'pale memory' of a time best forgotten.

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