The last defender (K/da X oc)

Prologue part 1

First of all, I'm sorry for my English, I'm not a native English speaker.

Second of all, I'm planning to make 2 parts of the prologue because it got slightly larger than I thought it would be.

Third of all, All of the chapters including this one will be roughly 3000 words each.

Third person POV

In this world, there are people with auras and without auras, it was as simple as that. People with auras had mana flowing through their veins and they also developed powers while people with no auras stayed behind, slowly dying out.

Today, only 3 percent of the whole population of this planet did not possess an aura thus they had no mana and no powers. They also have been heavily discriminated against and left behind in technology. For example, there was almost no "normal" medicine left for people without mana. Most of the medicine has been replaced by a simple thing: Healing potion. At first, everyone thought it was great, but when the first non-auraless tried it, it caused him a significant amount of pain, so much so that he had to be sent to a mental hospital. From the things he said, it felt like he was dying, and on top of that, it only healed him half as well as the person with mana. "The pain was not worth it." He said, before he killed himself when nobody was looking.

Now the 3 percent that remains are called leeches. They are not provided any medical care, only if they are wealthy enough, they can buy the last small amounts of medicine that remains from the past.

And of course, Hattori Hanzo was the unlucky one to be born as the so-called: "leach". But unbeknownst to him, he was born with mana vessels, they just were dry, so the doctors did not detect any mana in him.

Now, Hanzos's life was not that bad at the beginning, up until his 15th birthday. He lived in an area that was not that racist towards people like him. But one faithful night changed everything. Under the cover of the night a fanatic group of extremists started their long-awaited plan, to finally get rid of the final bits of people without powers. And the best part, they did not have to deal with the police. The state viewed people without auras as a liability and did not want to expend any resources or risk the lives of police officers. So the extremists had an unopposed purge.

Only one auraless from the town survived the night. It was Hattori Hanzo. His parents died fighting the extremists, buying him at least some time to escape from the massacre. 

And now he was homeless, without any family left, and in a town he did not know.

First, he was surviving by salvaging stuff from dumpsters. There his love for engineering started, he was repairing broken things and selling them on the street, he even crafted himself a makeshift home in the abandoned alley, but then he found another thing that would earn him some money, so he did not have to steal. It was a guitar, but its strings were torn, so it was unusable, at least for now, but he wanted to play on it in the future. 

One day when he was in a junkyard located oddly in the middle of the town searching for anything that he could repair and sell or parts that he could use for the repairs. When he heard soft crying coming from a place near the exit from the junkyard. When he finally got there he climbed a mountain of trash to look over it. There stood a purple, kinda scary girl in a school uniform crying her eyes out. Then it clicked in Hanzos's head, she was a demon. You see, along with humans on this planet, there lived demons and vastayas as well, but this was the first time Hanzo has ever seen someone who was not a human, it was a rare sight, at least in this city.

Hanzo was a kind soul, so his first instinct was to go help out the poor crying girl even tho she was older by some years compared to Hanzo. As he approached her she finally registered his presence and looked up, tears still streaming down her cheeks.