They say truth is the first casualty in a war...But who defines what's true...Truth...Is a matter of perspective...It's something I learned a long time ago...Back when I got involved with the kengan association I just assumed it was just some group filled with old men with delusions of grandeur...if only that was true...There influence around the globe is much more than just having a spot in the underworld...If you were a politician, CEO, or even a god damn president...You can rope in sorry suckers into battles that don't involve them...Battles that could make them lose there lives...There was no escaping it...The moment you ever hear them even mention anything about the kengan tournaments your either exiled from your home country to escape from there grasp or hunted down in order to help keep their secrets...there is no escape from a group that knows your every step...There are only two options when it comes to that...Keep your mouth shut or expose them and hope you aren't going to be followed back to your home...Hell even if you did have evidence against them it would be impossible to get them to lose there position since well...It's quite obvious why...People in power want to make sure there little hobby isn't found out and always hoping to have just the tiniest bit more influence on things...they can bend the truths, Assassinate suspects that are on to them, or falsely accuse them of terrorism...there's no way of stopping them without them knowing...the only way is to destroy it from the inside...I knew all this...When I was just 15...The day I had my first match was one hell of a wake up call...I realized that you can be used to fight another for the pettiest of things...Hell you can get a fighter to fight over a hot dog stand or an empty piece of land that's no more than 12 feet wide...Our lives are nothing but tools for them to use against each other...Ive seen fighters retire from there profession...There bodies broken...There minds corrupted from the realization that they could die by the hands of some murderer over a god damn lollipop...Us fighters get to see there greed first hand...Lets just say it's far beyond just hoping you win the lottery...You could lose everything...Your status, your reputation, The legend you hoped to grow shattered in just one blow...The arrogant and naive do not belong in the matches no matter how noble of a person you are...This isn't your usual story where the hero gets the girl and saves the day...When I came to remnant I had this delusion that maybe just maybe I can be a hero...But that was just an excuse...what I really wanted...Was to show the world of remnant that no matter how hard they try they can never ignore the truth...The people pretend to be grateful to huntsman...In reality if they really cared about there world they would be signing up left and right to save it from the darkness...What I told Salem earlier was nothing but a lie...what I really wished to do...Was expose people to the truth...I've always hated liars...even if it was for a good cause I never really saw the point to it...all your doing is keeping everyone from seeing your failure from happening...At some point people are gonna figure out that there defense won't mean shit once the Grimm break through there walls...The people want the truth to be that the huntsman academies are there to protect them...If only they knew about the naive and hopeful becoming lambs to the slaughter in a war thats never going to end...But...
I would love to see the look on there face when I say I told you so...
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From Zero to Hero Vol.1 (Rwby x Oc x Kengan Ashura) (Under Revision)
FanfictionMiguel Alfaro is an ex-Kengan Fighter who has been through a lot and just wants to live his life in peace. But what happens when he gets something that will change his life forever...(Spoilers for kengan Ashura since I'm following the manga so you h...