Prologue

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It was roughly late evening in the city of Tokyo, Japan. A ten-year-old boy walked along the streets, making his way towards his two-story home. To his surprise, all the lights were off when he looked through the windows of his home upon arriving.

"That's unusual... Is nobody home?"

He thought to himself as he unlocked the door to his house after entering through the gate and opened it, stepping into the dark room. He tried to turn on the lights, but they didn't work.

"The lights aren't working..."

He thought to himself again and closed the door behind him, locking it afterward.

"Mom? Dad? Yuusuke?" he called out. There was no response. He wondered if his parents had gone out, so he began to roam around his home, flicking the light switches, but none of them worked. Walking upstairs, he knocked on his parents' door before waiting a few seconds to see if there was any response. He slid the door open, and to his shock, his eyes widened upon seeing something horrifying. The bright moonlight from the full moon shone through the room, revealing his deceased parents lying in their own pool of blood on their futons.

"Mother?! Father?!" the young boy screamed in horror. In the dark shadows behind his deceased parents, a young teenage boy stepped forward. He had long black hair that reached down to his jawline and was parted from the center. His attire consisted of black clothing, resembling that of a ninja. In his right hand, he wielded a sword, its silver blade stained with fresh blood.

"If you want to avenge your family, train yourself to become stronger. Then, once you're ready, face me to the death, my weak little brother."

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