Two chosen people from different generations

"T- thank you, Kenshin." Yu lay weakly on the ground, a look of great satisfaction on his face. "You did it..." Yu was crying. Kenshin approached Yu and examined his wound. He knew there was no turning back for Yu now. He looked at him and smiled. "We did it together."

"Hahaa, I didn't accomplish anything. I'm just a failed student-" Kenshin silenced Yu with his finger. "We all want to succeed. I know your story. Master told me. It wasn't your fault. The only culprit here was that entity."

"Ahh... what can I say to Master Shen about him... ahhghh!" Yu groaned in pain. Kenshin began to move his hand over Yu's wound to alleviate his pain. "Please... don't push yourself too hard."

"Ahahaa, I don't need to say anything to Master because I won't meet him again."

Kenshin lowered his head and grasped Yu's hands. "Thank you for fighting with him all this time. You're a true hero. You fought with that entity for years, and for that, I thank you."

"Ah... yes, but the one who deserves thanks is not me." Yu reached his hands towards the sky. "I could do all this thanks to my brother Tadashi."

"I understand..."

"My brother, wait for me, I'm coming to you..." Yu closed his eyes and fell silent. Kenshin stood up and looked at the swords standing in front of Yu. What should he do?

"You've won, hero, now you deserve to learn the truth." Kenshin quickly swung his sword behind him. The sword passed through the shadow standing behind him. "Don't worry, I can't harm you, and you can't harm me. Now I'll just explain the secret behind all the events to you." Kenshin took a deep breath and plunged his sword into the ground. He could see that this entity was no longer a threat. "Well done, Kenshin, you understand." The shadow opened its two palms and began to tell the story. "Once upon a time, there was an unnamed piece of land..."