A month later,
Location, Kyoto, Japan...
Souma has fully recovered from his grave injury. The young lad who was on his deathbed a couple of days has recovered as a butterfly developing from it's cocoon, even for doctors it was a surprising results. He was jogging across the street trying to gear up his physique back to it's athletic form. His mind and body set with new energy and determination to join his new destination, 'Martial Art Sect'.
"Now soon I can go for Martial Art Sect. The excitement about this is killing me!" he mumbles with a beam of smile on his face.
"Hey, Onii-chan wait for me." a boy stumbles as he points to his older brother.
"Yare-Yare, you both never run out of your young zeal, how troublesome." a beautiful young lady with a older-sister-like-look grimace as she speaks.
"But Nee-san it is our time to play. You said it yourself!" the elder boy replied with a moue on his face.
"Haha, young boys these day." she smiles,
Souma witness the lovely moment of the family and reminiscene his memories of orphanage. He felt a sad pump in his heart in his heart snd looks up..
"Kir... Sakura-nee...." he was only able to whisphers these two words with his might. Clenching his hand he continued,
"I shall avenge you!!" He gathered his strength and spoke is strong resolve.
After thr jog was done he went back to infirmary for his last check up, taking his reports he goes to reception. The lady there greeted him with warm smile and blessed him with luck and good health. It was pretty normal for him, he could easily gather people's sympathy and all sort of positive emotion. He was emboidment of happiness and love walking in breathe for them. He took his discharge and left the hospital. As he stepped out it, his father 'Satoru' awaiting in the car Souma joyously went in and hugs him.
"Ready to go?" Satoru asked with a smile.
"Always!!" Souma overjoyously replied.
The pa and progeny started their journey from Kyoto towards Martial Art Sect in Mount Koya.
Mount Koya, is known for it's sacred importance in Japan the country located it's all institutes in Koya-san because of it's safe location, isolated area, sipritual importance and also religious leftover beliefs. Survivors from all around come here and later are transfered to their repected jobs and sector that they deserve or could aid to do
After 2 hours,
"Alright Souma here is your destination." Satoru remarked.
"Mhm, thanks Dad!" Souma instantly replied.
The duo arrived at the Martial Sect's Great Gate.
"Souma your determination is valid but remeber only living can make thier mark, hence stay safe." Satoru worries as he speakes. His words are of those that a worried father make when they leave children for the first time to wander freely in the majestic world.
"Haha! Dad fret not for I will never stop until my dream is achieved." Souma reassures him.
Satoru smiled and gently caressed the forehead of his son and dropped him out in front of gate, before leaving he guided Souma to climb up the stairs until a Giant door appears. Souma nodded in respone and then Satoru Left.
Soon Souma began his 'Workout of stair climbing'.
"Aaargh....How long do I have to climb!!?" Souma vexed as he tries to climb up the stairs. The long stairs and steep inclination of mountain makes it extremly difficult to climb. It was pretty tiresome work.
An hour passed.......
"Huff..... Huff.. at last I reached the summit!" Souma gravely pants in each stroke of his breath as he speakes.
It took a long while for him to climb but he was able to climb and achieve the desired goal. He reaches closer and observe the magestic 'Giant Door', he felt relived and took a deep breath. As he was instructed he gathered the strength and began the knocking.
"Knock", "Knock"!! He knocked the door and a heavy voice came in response it was that of a gatekeeper could do,
"Why thou hath come???" the voice asked.
"I, Souma, wants to join Union Martial Art Sect to practice martial arts and dedicate my life as martial artist." Souma said.
"Thee hath been granted permission to enter." The gatekeeper replied.
The door began to open and Souma got more closer to his dream. His eye sparkle with ambition. Tears of joy drizzle from his eyes.
"At last....my goal......Kir, I am coming.....!" He muttered with steel resolve but what was about to happen was unexpected..
''Swish!!'',''Thumph!!''.........
Suddenly a dagger was thrown towards him and got stuck in door. The dagger was swift and sharp it slit opened the cheek of Souma. Though not grave but a deep injury it was.
"Tip!!!" The blood trickle down his wouded cheek. The shock from it makes Souma to fell on his knees.
"Oh! A new Kid.... Tsk, newbies are always so chicken hearted..." a bossy voice strikes.
Souma gathered strenght to look up and see who was 'it'. To his surprise a disciple of his very own future sect stood there rotating more daggers in hand with a very proactive way.
"What does this mean....that dagger??" Souma shooks in fear and remain trembling.
To Be Continued........
[The boy is targeted?! What tales are there to be unfold in Sect! Witness more in the next Chapters!]
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Science FictionIn a war-torn era besieged by extraterrestrial invaders known as the Xenostian race, two orphans, raised separately by soldiers but united by fate, discover their intertwined destinies. Bonded by brotherly love yet divided by conflicting ideologies...
