The Seal: Fallen's Rebellion

Chapter 1: Assault on Yurei

Year 9550 A.Bu.

It was the end of a long and exhausting journey like any other day; the sunset filtered under Ron's heavy clothing, while he was walking with his brother Markeht back to Chuugi. It was supposed that it was going to be a cold afternoon, but the twilight's closest hours it was used to have a little heat wave running through the fields.

Ron, with his profound black eyes, and with a little disappointment on them, saw the dark and pointy daggers he had with him, which they were not just ordinary weapons, but part of Markeht's life. Ron had always admired his brother's style and grace on the fighting field, and in his childhood, he was always behind him because he wanted to know how to use them correctly and properly. He wanted to be a great warrior and dominate the art of body-body fighting; he deeply wanted to be just like his brother.

Nevertheless, his talents were in other areas, he had not accepted his birthgifts and even less he could not discover his whole potential. He always compared himself to his brother, making him feel upset and frustrated deep down in his soul.

- Stop looking at them - Said Markeht with a funny voice- The last time I gave them to you, you cut yourself with them and your father punished me for that. Do you still have that scar?

Ron's Comment took him out of rage, when he looked up he realized that Markeht was still with the straight look, walking in front of him.

- I do not know what you're talking about; I am not looking at anything- Answered Markeht - Scar? What scar? I do not have any scar - answered Ron making the best effort on trying to sound uninterested.

- I was looking up to thesky.

- Yeah... Right - Said Markeht without turning around.

Ron could not stand Markeht's funny behavior, and how fool he could be trying to dominate the techniques in daggers combat. He could feel his blood running out of his fists; if he could kill someone by only looking at them, Markeht would be dead by then.

- How do you do that? When will you tell me how to do it? - Said Ron, finally giving up.

- I have asked Kandros for several years how do you do to see your swords, what do you do to listen the people's feelings and thoughts, but he always smiles and changes the conversation... I can't stand that.

Markeht simply smiled while he answered:

- Ron, calm down, your biggest problem was wishing everybody's gifts without realizing the potential you have with your own powers; it will come the day where you will understand everything, you just have to look inside you, know yourself and then you will know everyone.

Eventhough of having a funny, happy and mostly clowny personality, he always advised Ron and treated him like a younger brother.

Ron bended down and took a stone from the floor and threw it with all his strength, hoping that his frustration can leave with it, but the stone didn't go too far... Definitely, his physical attitudes were not that strong.

Markeht's only reaction was taking a deep breath and crossed his arms on the back of his neck while he was walking, a few steps later he shrugged.

Ron didn't say a word, but his child hate look grew up intensively while he showed his middle finger at Markeht's back, without saying anything.

- Hahaha! When we get back I will tell your father you were being vulgar to me... Hahaha! - Markeht was still mocking at Ron- Is not good to do that, not even at somebody's back.