Hoshi : Insurrection

Chapter 1 : The Re-emergence.

On a mysterious non spherical emerald planet, a vicious war was about to begin. Two highly diverse armies were ready to face eachother in a huge barren battlefield proliferating with light green short blades of grass.

One comprised of red armored, orange and dark blue haired warriors wielding all sorts of medieval silver weaponry while their faces brimmed with hesitancy and tension almost as if they were forced to take part in this war.

The other side had two types of races blending in with one another because of a common bloodlust oozing out from their postures. Those resembling humans had thick black armor and weapons with dark aura radiating from them. While the other more monstrous looking race was blurred from the view with the help of a certain black fog.

Immediately after a loud siren, both sides charged at each other and swiftly soaked the ground with deep red blood. It was a scene of total chaos as the dark armored combatants had the support of large clawed and lush haired monsters at their side. The red armors were brutally ripped apart and copious amounts of their remains scattered everywhere. In the centre, a middle aged man with grey hair surrounded by a strange red aura collided his sharp blade with the large scythe of a tall muscular man with long black hair surrounded by a very demonic and cursed purple aura.

The man stressed, "Why do you want bloodshed? Why can't we all just live in peace?"

The dark man chuckled.
"Peace? That's impossible to achieve. The cycle can't be broken."

"Hoshi! ....Hoshi wake up!" A familiar loud voice haunted the house.

"Huh? What was that dream?" Hoshi quickly jumped out of his bed and asked himself in confusion.

"Damn it boy! You coming here or what?" Someone shouted in the hallway.

"Just a moment father! I am coming!" Hoshi replied while putting on his scarf and pale blue boots before tracing the voice's origin.

"Yes father, you called." He greeted his father.

"Yes. It is our training day remember? Hurry up and get ready!" Ander ordered.

"No military stuff today?" inquired Hoshi.

"Not at the moment, why?"

"Ever since you founded it two years back, your free time has gradually been declining. What do you do there anyways? Its not like we get attacked or anything," questioned Hoshi.

"We are preparing for such an attack. As the Head of Exilir Ultima, I must not slack off training my soldiers. Leave that for now, today it's just the two of us," answered Ander, firmly.

Excited by his father's words, Hoshi swiftly ran into his room and grabbed his wooden sword.

"Let's go to the Lake again, it is about time I told you something." Ander patted his son as both set out of their wooden house.

Exilir was a huge light orange planet where only male inhabitants called Exilirians lived in peace and harmony. Exilirians were people with pale skins and long sharp hair of diverse shades of orange and red. They never aged, never reproduced and never died naturally. The heart of this planet was covered by large mountains and vast yellow forests connected with long running streams of rivers. Small cottages built from wood and metal were widespread. The people mostly were farmers and very less signed up for the military, the only organization of defense on the planet. The military's main role was to defend the planet from alien and native threats to maintain order.

"So Father... I just saw a weird dream," Hoshi mumbled.

"What dream? speak loudly my son." Ander comforted.