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Legends. Stories scattered through time. Mankind has grown quite fond of recounting the exploits of heroes and villains, forgetting so easily that we are remnants, byproducts, of a forgotten past.

A man sat atop the rooftops, hidden by the night, looking down upon a group of grunts, and a man with orange hair, a cane, and a bowler hat.

Man, born from dust, was strong, wise, and resourceful, but he was born into an unforgiving world. An inevitable darkness - creatures of destruction - the creatures of Grimm - set their sights on a mam and all of his creations. These forces clashed, and it seemed the darkness was intent on returning man's brief existence to the void.

As the group walked into a shop called 'From Dust Till Dawn', the man jumped from the building and hid behind the door, waiting for the groups return.

However, even the smallest spark of hope is enough to ignite change, and in time, man's passion, resourcefulness, and ingenuity led them to the tools that would help even the odds. This power was appropriately named Dust. Nature's wrath in hand, man lit their way through the darkness, and in the shadow's absence came strength, civilization, and most importantly, life.

After a little waiting, something crashed through the window. The man watched as a little girl in black and red, reminding him of Little Red Riding Hood, stood up and uncurled an utterly massive scythe, bigger than her.

But even the most brilliant lights eventually flicker and die. And when they are gone... darkness will return.

As the rest of the group ran outside to finish off the girl, Ryoto took out his bow, wrapping it around a goon's neck, and slamming him into the ground, smashing his aura and knocking him out.

So you may prepare your Guardians, build your monuments to a so-called "free world", but take heed... there will be no victory in strength.

Ryoto spun around and nocked an arrow, and fired at a goon, and carrying him into another goon, knocking out both.

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But perhaps victory is in the simpler things that you've long forgotten. Things that require a smaller, more honest soul, and a helping hand.

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"Okayyy... Get them!" Bowler Hat's goons ran forwards, splitting up, half went for Ryoto, who took his bow, wrapped it around a goons neck, bringing him downwards, before flipping over him, and slamming his held enemy into another one.

The others started shooting at him, but he flipped upwards, aimed and shot one in midair, before landing on top of another, wrapping his legs around his neck, before bending backwards, putting his hand on the ground, and flipped the man into another.

Ryoto got back to his feet before grabbing a man by the head, and swinging his body around, knocking out all the goons on his end.

Ryoto looked to where the girl was to see that Bowler Hat had shot at the girl exploding the air around her. Ryoto followed the man up a ladder on a nearby building.

Ryoto ran up behind the man, and the girl had catched up somehow, maybe a semblance.

The man looked back at them over his shoulder, scowling, "Persistant..." A bullhead raised from under the building, and he jumped in through the open hatch.

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