HIROGERU (Season 1)

Episode 1 - Own Lives

Chapter 1 – Own Lives

“Oh man…” the familiar long haired fighter said as he opened his eyes. He found himself lying on the sand beneath him as the sun shone brightly in the sky. Seiryu got up as he looked around and saw nothing but a clear desert area. The sand dunes and winds blew around him again for a while as he found himself seated now on the ground of the desert.

He examined himself as he saw his left hand bandaged again. His clothes consisted of a white shirt with a logo of a wolf on it, he wore a black vest over his shirt with a hood behind him and his pants were black jeans and he had high cut sneakers with the same color as his pants. Seiryu saw his katana right beside him and as he touched it once more, he made it disappear with his darkness.

“How long has it been?” he asked out loud, but he knew no one would answer for he assumed that he was the only one there.

“I don’t know.” A voice said and the long haired fighter now turned to face behind him and he saw a familiar face again.

“You.” Seiryu said as he readied his blade in his right hand.

“Uhhh yeah…” he said as he ruffled his red hair which was long, spiky and slicked backwards. The red haired man was a bit phased that he didn’t notice that Seiryu was already readying his weapon against him.

The red haired man noticed immediately and he reacted in a way that the long haired fighter did not expect.

“Whoa, whoa!” he said as he tried to back away from the darkness wielder. “Calm your jets man!” he shouted.

“Vrede…” Seiryu said as his eyes shone a bright red and he readied to attack.

“What?!” he said in response as he sighed. “Look man, I’m not Vrede.” The red haired man tried to explain.

“Stop fucking lying.” The darkness wielder said as he held his fighting stance even more.

“My name is Draven.” The red haired man said to him. He was wearing stony blue jeans and his top wear was a long coat that was reminiscent of his days as a member of the Sentis. It was a black coat though. “What don’t believe me?” he asked.

Seiryu didn’t reply to him.

“Look I don’t know how it happened either.” Draven tried to explain as he conjured bright orange flames on his hands. “All I know is that I’m alive.” He said as he tried to conjure gray voids. He then realized that he couldn’t. “So no grey voids, and no nothing.” He concluded and the long haired fighter seemed to let his guard down just a bit.

“All right.” Seiryu said as he let his weapon disappear. “Now where the hell are we?” he asked the red haired man.

“From the looks of it, we’re in the deeper parts of Zoroa region. Helms Rock Desert.” He said to him as Draven looked around to see if there was a pathway nearing a town.

“How the hell do you know that?” Seiryu asked him in response as he pulled his hood up.

“Recon my friend.” Draven said to him. “I guess my memory of being a Sentis member just popped up in my head and I happened to recall recon missions that I did here in this area.” He added.

“I thought all of you died?” the hooded fighter now asked him.

“Well we presumably died.” Draven said as the two of them now began to walk towards nowhere. “But you know I really can’t explain it, I guess Gaia has her way of doing things as well.” He said to the hooded fighter walking beside him.

“Yeah I guess.” Seiryu replied coldly as the two of them continued to walk.

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