EDIH

9: Tomorrow

Granger Dojo, Bey City, Japan, Earth, Main Dimension

September 30

"What exactly is Irregular, Third Elder?" Tyson asked, Tsubasa resting on his lap. The younger male wasn't shivering from the cold anymore but he was still slightly wet. Rin was staring at him as if he had seen a ghost and Tyson didn't blame him. This sixteen year old boy was Rin's great-great grand uncle that had died seventy-seven years ago. Tyson placed a hand on Tsubasa's neck and was relieved to feel a pulse but frightened because he could feel the scar on his neck.

"Irregular was a myth, supposedly," Third replied, "Clockworker and First always talked about how the balance would one day tip if Chaos were to ever go on a rampage. We need Chaos just as much as he needs us but what if one of the two sides was out of commission? The balance would be disrupted and the worlds would be doomed."

"I guess that's where Irregular comes in." Ray said. 

Third nodded, frowning, "Irregular helps restore the balance if it ever tips and, let's face it, the balance is in a shitty condition. Only First, Seventeen, Fifteen and myself are probably lucid at the moment and keeping the worlds from falling and Chaos is having a relaxing time in exile so he's not doing much destruction. No wonder Clockworker decided to look for Irregular. The question is why is Irregular Tsubasa Mizushima?"

"Why's that? Something wrong with that?" Aya asked and Tyson was glad that someone did. Rin grabbed Tsubasa's hand and frowned, as if reminding himself that he wasn't an illusion.

"Tsubasa Mizushima is someone we indirectly hurt." Third said. At their silence, Third continued, "In the first years of the holy beasts being in this world, there lived a boy named Shuichi. He was called a demon child and hated for being different. One day, Chaos came across him and saw himself in that boy. He blessed the boy with his power, an act of kindness we had been confused over.

"After Chaos's sealing, he cursed your ancestor," This was directed at Daichi, who merely clenched his blade tightly in his fist, "Daisuke to death. Daisuke was what you could call a prophet, I suppose, and we were angry that we lost him." Third paused, looking at Tsubasa with sorrowful eyes, "We didn't think what our actions would cause."

"What did you do?" Tyson whispered, almost afraid of what was to come.

"We decided to curse Shuichi, the child that Chaos had shown care for. But it went beyond that. We laid a curse on his descendants, knowing that one of them would end up becoming a tamer to Chaos. For generations, nothing happened until he was born."

"Who?"

"Yudai Kurokami." Third answered and they all recognized the name of the successor of the World Tree, "The second son of a lord, he was born in the year 1348 and he was practically identical to Chaos from head to toe. However, he was a sweet child, not engaging in any form of violence, and we wondered how the curse was going to play out. We didn't bother checking what happened to him until it was too late."

She sniffed, wiping a stray tear, "The curse manifests early in life. It weakens the host so they are sickly and weak since the moment they are born. At any point of life, they are struck by an incurable illness that begins to shut down all the organs in the body and motor functions are practically gone. It's a slow, agonizing death, more painful than the death Chaos wished upon Daisuke, and that was the end of Yudai Kurokami. He was only twenty-one at the time of his death."

"Oh no," Hilary whispered. Tyson trembled, thinking about how tragically Yudai had died. If he had died at the age of twenty-one in that manner, Tyson knew he would've been so scared and angry at life for his fate.