"Two thousand years ago, war was inevitable. Fire, Ice, Earth, Wind, Lightning, and Energy. That was all people saw past them with just a small glare. Humans, Aliens, and the "Power-driven People" were up and about nonstop. You woke up and then died. That was the life of the past.
Years later, the elements split into different clans. Nakamorian(Fire), Native(Ice), Cassoule(Earth), Aoi(Wind), Motsubi(Lightning) and Yakuza(Energy). As each clan individually united, they built nations that grew as one. But, one warrior, responsible for the jointure of all species, was the Best 'Human' to live.
However, the aliens saw him as a threat and, as a result, summoned war on all the clans. The humans both had malevolent associations for eighteen years but lost their city and the Best Human. The aliens dominated and ruled over the humans; nevertheless, the Power-driven were exiled to duel among these associations.
Some lived, and some died. Some started to live among the humans. And these power-driven people were known as... "RONINS!"
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!"
A scream suddenly arose as if he experienced a horrid nightmare.
"Dammit, the same dream again, and the same ending. What does it all mean?"
He questioned himself. A voice from outside his room called out to him. Still feeling all the fatigue of dawn, he asked for five more minutes to rest. But inside, he knew that the last thing he wanted was to piss his mother off. Without any second thought, he got up from his bed.
Tedashii Katsuno. The fifteen-year-old Ronin lived in a large dojo with his family. Unlike any other human, he was exceptional as he was one of the first Nephilims. Soon, he had to go to the city of death, Legon City, to discover the pros and hardships of his future.
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Live to fight
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The day proceeded like any other. Wake up, brush your teeth, bathe, do your hair, get dressed, and look forward to the excellent breeze from the open window. Tedashii smiled at the daylight as today marked his final night with his family. He walked down the corridor and was attacked from behind.
WHACK!
He stumbles on the ground and rolls to stop his fall, instantly turning around. But he was relieved after realizing it was just his little sister, Konami Katsuno.
"It's about time you got off your bed. What does it take to wake you up?!"
"Coco! You scared the heck out of me!" He smiled over his serious face. "My bad. I was just about to head to the living room. Did you miss m-"
"YOU NEED TO LEARN HOW TO WAKE UP EARLY! IF YOU DON'T, ALL THE CHORES ARE LEFT FOR ME!"
She complained about how much of a burden he usually is in the morning.
"Wait, if you do all the chores, then why doesn't Yuri help you around?"
"Because, unlike you, I have better things to do."
A voice suddenly exclaims from behind the corner of the room. It was Yuri Katsuno. After being forfeited from the dreamworld, her efforts were erased so that she couldn't come with him to the apprehension.
"Good morning to you, too, Yuri. Yeah, I slept well...thanks for asking..." Tedashii replied with a rather unpleasant expression, even though she was one year younger.
"Regardless of that, you should try to manage your schedules."
"It's Konami's fault for waking me up late."
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The Last Heroes: Warriors Against The Sinful
ActionAn inevitable war broke out two thousand years ago in the Primal Region. Aliens, humans, and the 'special people' could not make amends. But peace was finally found the day one man stood between the three species. Later, the corrupted aliens and evi...