Prologue: Memories Underneath the Raging Storm

(Author's Note: Dialogues enclosed by brackets represents memories.)

["Catch that brat!" Soldiers from the empire, desperately chasing a young child while wearing a sinister smile.]

*Fwishh...*

*Step... step*

"It was also a stormy day back then."

A young boy, covered in rags.

He slowly walks underneath the raging storm. His long hair, swaying side to side along the strong gusts of wind.

["No matter what happens. Don't make a sound." A woman gave the young child a kiss in the forehead before showing a bittersweet smile and completely locking the young child in a secret basement.]

Along with a silent tear that fell down on his cheeks. The young boy voiced his feelings...

"The pain you gave me 5 years ago, You're going to have to pay it back right here, right now."

"Kardia Empire!"

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"Stop! Reveal your identity"

The young boy was stopped by the gate guards.

However, he didn't pay any attention towards them and nonchalantly continued to walk towards the entrance gates.

*Boom!!!*

With the sounds of entrance gates getting destroyed...

"Enemy attack!! Enemy attack!! Inform the superiors! Hurry!"

The guards panicked.

They ran all over in search for their superiors to inform them of the incident.

The young boy continued his advance towards the King's Palace.

Countless soldiers arrived at the scene, raising their weapons, aiming it against the boy and surrounded him...

The young boy halted.

"Stop! Reveal yourself! Lest you want to be fed to the rats!"

A commanding officer boldly ordered the young boy, flaunting his authority.

*Swishh....*

Loud sounds of strong gusts of wind was to be heard all over when the boy stopped...

He slowly reached for his waist and grabbbed his dagger. Everyone else was silent but their expressions were full of mockery...

"I'll only say this once..."

*Zwoooom!*

These words were followed by the an extreme surge of pressure made by the boy's presence. The way he flaunted his Aura and bloodlust spreaded fear and despair to whoever got subjected to it...

"GET OUT OF MY WAY..."

Hearing his chilling voice, the soldiers' feet gave in and they cowered in fear...

The young boy's eyes were empty however, deep inside those eyes, lies a beast...

The young boy then, continued his march towards the palace.

He nonchalantly walked towards the soldiers that blocked his way...

"Urrahhh!"

The commander desperately attempted to slash the boy just to have his head severed in a second...

"Ahhhhhhh!"

"Run!!"

"Ahhh!!"

The silence of despair was turned to screams of chaos in an instant...

Soldiers and citizens who were on the scene ran for their lives.

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*Boom!!*

With the sound of the Palace's gates getting destroyed, the young boy slowly walked through the smoke.

He marched towards the door leading to the insides of the palace...

*Zooom!*

12 men in complete black armor surrounded the boy in an instant...

They were too fast for the naked eye. These men were carrying black swords and shields. They were indeed Men in black...

"...."

Then a man clad in golden plates of armor joined the fray.

He came from inside the palace and took the boy's attention. The man stood outside the door, blocking it completely with his large body...

"Greetings, Strong one. I am General 'Perdin'. You're quite young, where are you from? Are you from the Beast Country 'Farco' or maybe from 'The North Continent'?

The boy stopped walking. He answered the general's question with a piercing glare...

The general stared back.

The two continued their staring contest until the men in black armor interrupted...

"Attack!"

The men in black armor attacked altogether.

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After a few minutes.

"Are you gonna stop me?-"

The boy stood in front of the General. His whole body were covered in blood, however, these blood weren't his.

"-General Perdin..."

The boy left behind 12 corpses. Their bodies were full of slash wounds and their heads weren't anywhere to be found.

"No, We've brought this onto ourselves... You can do as you wish. Take back what's yours."

The General seemed to have recognized the young boy when they exchanged gazes earlier.

The boy walked past the General and entered the palace...

He headed towards the largest door on the second floor. Inside this door was the King's Quarters.

"You're quite strong... D***** **s*****n*" l

The General really did recognize the young boy.

(Author's Note: The asterisks are censors for spoilers.)

The boy angrily looked back and released his fearsome intent to kill but the general was no longer there...

"Tch"

The young boy was annoyed but still continued march onwards the King's Quarters...

Inside, was the King, sitting on his throne, with his son standing beside him. There are 5 royal guards guarding the King...

"Attack!!!"

The Royal Guards initiated the attack...

The young boy battled the royal guards, killing all 5 of them in a horrifyingly one-sided fight.

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"No... Spare me- No, atleast spare my son."

The king who sat on his throne and lead his people was on the ground...

Crawling and crying while begging for mercy. He shielded his son that was on the mercy of the young ruthless beast...

"What did we do to receive this suffe-"

Before even finishing his question, he was stopped by a dagger that landed on his heart. The pitiful King's lifeless body was bared in front of his 11 year old son who fell unconscious afterwards...

"Haaaaa... Hoooooo"

The young boy breathed deeply. His work was finally done. Or so he thought.

"You... Who?"

The young boy noticed a hooded man standing on the door leading to the exit.

The hooded man didn't answer and suddenly attacked the young boy without as much as a single word.

The hooded man rushed towards the young boy with a dagger that emits red light. The young boy also fights back without hesitation.

The two exchanged blows after blows. They were so fast yet so silent. Only the noise created when their blades clash are heard.

*Clang!! Clang!!*

The fight lasted for almost an hour but the young boy saw someone he recognized under the hood. Whatever he saw made him wear grim expressions.

"Huh?... D-"

The young boy was knocked unconscious before even finishing what he wanted to say.

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*Smack!*

"Karin! Why are you sleeping in my class again!"

A red haired woman in her late twenties, wearing a robe with a falcon's mark on its chest.

"Huh... What... the heck? School?"