return of the blossoming blade's nurture

chapter 0:Where it all began

Warning:
This is just a fanfic

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"This"

Teeth clenched hard enough to shatter any moment.

Fist tight enough to draw red blood.

Trembling and convulsions that couldn't be controlled.

Anger enough to turn his hair white.

Red.Everthing was red.Everything before his eyes was stained bright red of blood.

The lush green mountain peak was stained blood-red.It was a disaster,swept away in a single day.

Death....
All that was left was death.

Bloodshed?What purpose did this all have to serve?

Chung myung clawed at the hilt of the sword embedded in his shoulder,drawing out the broken length of the Plum Blossom Sword.

His left arm was gone—only the torn scrap of his sleeve flapped in the wind.His legs were unwounded,yet he could barely move. His stomach gaped open with a hole the sized of an infant's head.

And yet,chung myung couldn't feel the pain.

The pain of his body was nothing compared to the turmoil in his heart,just like the day they lost her....

"...Jangmun sahyung."He discovered the discarded corpses of Jangmun of Mount Hua Sect.

Why was it so unfair? Why were the dead, unable to even close their eyes like, hers did?

"Sajae..."Sajae Chung Gong's bisected body haunted him.

"Sajil..."

Everyone was dead.

All of Mount Hua Sect's best and brightest,who had promised to climb the mountain together, to safeguard their territory, to spread their names far and wide, had departed to a place from which they could not return.

And their Sajils followed them.

' I will kill him,sago,' Chung myung thought in anger.

Chung myung clenched his teeth.

Theirs was a noble sacrifice.Their death was just and glorious.

But who would dare praise their death? Who would dare!? His sago died! Even before the start of this damn war!? NO ONE WOULD EVEN REMEMBER ANY THEM OR OUR SACRIFICES AFTER ALL OF THIS!!

'What was the point?' Internal chuckled by chung myung

Chung myung's gazed locked on to the perpetrator, the one who had roused his unfathomable rage.

The Demon from the skies, the leader of the Demonic Sect: the Heavenly Demon.

The sight of this despicable man sat cross-legged in the sea of blood and gore evoked strange emotions in Chung myung. Even in this hellish scene, the Heavenly Demon appeared supremely serene.

No,"serenity" didn't suit him now. Dozens of swords pierced his body, and two spears pierced his stomach. Everyone had spent their lives to topple that demon.

The battle between the final squad,consisting only of the elite of the sects,and the Heavenly Demon ended in annihilation.

Was it satisfactory?Would the dead rest peacefully?

They would not. At least his DEAD SAGO would not!

Even if they did,Chung myung couldn't.
He promised her he would end everything that hurt Mount Hua. It took everything he had left to stop the rage from stealing his rationality.