1 Prologue

There's a story set in this universe that needs to be told, it starts in this way.

A long time ago in an unknown battlefield, a figure, with the face covered by the shadow of the people who stood before him, grinning and covering the faint light that barely descended from the clouds, which after the long battle that had been fought they were immersed in a blood-colored sky. He looked around, a pulled smile appeared on his face and said << Do you think this is the end? Do you really believe that by killing me you will cancel the chances of your defeat? One day, someone else will come to the point of pushing you so much, then he will overcome me and finally you will be defeated. >> The figure standing at the center of the group in front of the man took a step forward and, glaring at him, replied << If that day should ever arrive I will take care of it without hesitation, but anyway it is not your problem since you will die here and now. >> The man surrounded by looking up answered "I do not think so because I'll be there that day and now I decided, it will be me to teach the person who will defeat you. Until then, do not die. "And laughing, he finished speaking. Then as soon as he had moved his consciousness into his ring, he concentrated all his energy on his hand and started to slam it to the ground. When the other figures realized what he was doing it was too late, as the palm of his hand touched the ground a powerful wave of energy erupted out like a river in flood, the figures did not notice but while the hand was resting a ring had flown away and landed who knows where. Immediately afterwards there was a great explosion that incinerated the human body without leaving a trace, even the figures who had already left had felt the self-destruction of the man, in fact, a bloody figure said "That bastard, I never expected him to seriously sacrifice his life so as not to be killed by us." The figure that seemed to be the leader of the group answered << You are wrong, he is not dead. We underestimated it, this was our mistake, so now we can not help but wait for the fateful person to arrive. >> And so while the strange and mysterious figures were leaving the silence finally returned to reign over those ancient and hostile lands, where force was the most important thing and peace was the most difficult thing to conquer.