The Guardian

Prologue 1:The Truth Retold

Quick Sum
This is just a shell of what I want to do. I want to turn this into a manga, but I can't draw. So, if you can draw and like this story, please comment on the story to let me know. The story is done already, so l will try to release one new part every other day, to every week.

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The cold winds howled across the island, a land far removed from any kingdom's rule. It was night, and four cloaked Guardians pushed through the dense underbrush, their cloaks trailing behind them like shadows. Andrew Baxter, the leader and a seasoned warrior with graying hair and sharp eyes, glanced back at his team.

"Stay alert," he commanded, his voice a gravelly whisper. "This mission is classified. Captain's orders were clear: no mistakes."

Beside him, Arin, a towering figure with piercing green eyes and a shock of unruly black hair, gave a quiet grunt. "What exactly are we after, Drew? Captain's kept us in the dark."

Andrew looked around, his gaze cautious. "Something... experimental. No one's supposed to know about it, not even the king."

Behind them, the twins Adorn and Angel shared a tense glance. Adorn whispered, "If we're caught, we'll pay for it with our lives."

Andrew shook his head, eyes steady. "Trust the captain. He keeps secrets, but he's not reckless. If he brought us here, it's for a reason."

Angel muttered, "Well, the sooner we get it, the sooner we're back home."

The air suddenly grew colder, a sharp, unnatural chill. Andrew raised his hand to halt them. "Wait... you feel that?"

Before they could react, a bolt of lightning struck mere feet away, blinding them with its brilliance. As the light faded, a figure emerged—nine feet tall, its skin a stark contrast of black and white, with claws like scythes and eyes glowing an eerie, hungry white. A demon.

Andrew drew his sword, its blade glinting. "What are you?"

The demon tilted its head, lightning crackling along its limbs. It didn't speak, but the bloodlust in its gaze was unmistakable.

Arin pulled out his weapon, his knuckles white. "Is this... the captain's project? A demon?"

The creature moved—a blur of darkness and lightning. It struck Arin with monstrous force, sending him crashing through the trees. Andrew, Angel, and Adorn lunged forward, weapons drawn, but they were outmatched. The demon dodged and countered with inhuman precision.

Andrew's sword met the creature's claws, sparks flying. "This can't be what the captain intended!" But the demon was merciless, swatting him to the ground.

The creature extended an arm toward Angel, lightning crackling at its fingertips. A flash of light erupted, lifting Angel off her feet as her scream pierced the night. Adorn tried to flank it, but the demon anticipated his move, tearing through his defenses with terrifying ease.

Bloodied, Andrew struggled to his feet, his voice a desperate shout. "Retreat! Now!"

But it was too late. The demon tore through them, each Guardian falling in turn. As Andrew lay on the ground, vision dimming, he watched the demon vanish into the night, leaving behind only the hum of fading electricity.

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Meanwhile, in a small village nearby...

Kai and Alas, twin boys almost eleven, were pleading with their aunt, Kami.

"Please, Auntie, tell us the story again," they begged. Kami smiled warmly. "No, you two need to grow up. You're turning eleven in a couple of weeks and will be getting your powers soon. Plus, it's super late; we've been up all night playing around."