Chapter 1: Blain Grandezia

The Grandezia family was a newly established legendary family, which quickly rose to power and positioned itself as part of the nine legendary families of Narxon. Which was established by a thirty-four-year-old swordsman by the name of Parco Grandezia; it was the current head and only head of the family and was considered to be amongst the strongest of mankind's entire history.

Parca was known in the world as "Ocean Splitter". It was a special nickname that was given to him because in his most famous battle where he split the ocean in half. However, whilst he was getting more famous by the second, Parca Grandezia suddenly decided to go back to his hometown, retiring. Despite his family growing larger and larger from his reputation, it quickly calmed down and became one of the weakest families even amongst the lesser families. However Parca seemed to care little about that and instead secluded himself for twenty years in his room.

The present day. In the middle of the night, the moon was shining brightly. Bodies laid in a pile, in a quiet part of the forest. It was the aftermath of a deadly battle. The bodies were still fresh, some even had their eyes still open, blood streaming from above them covering their bodies. The entire area reeked of blood and wild animals feasted on the pile of bodies.

Above the dozens of dead bodies there stood a young boy, presumably the age of twelve his hands were covered in blood his hair, normally blond, was now fully red. The boy stood there looking down on the countless bodies. When one of the corpses mumbled; "Monste.." not being able to finish his sentence before dying.

He turned around looking down at the person that just mumbled, now a corpse. The grin on his face screamed 'psychopath', his eyes were fully red from the blood however one could clearly see that he was enjoying it. The boy laughed, and laughed and kept on laughing until it got so psychotic it scared even the wild beasts away.

The young boy calmed down and sat on top of the pile of corpses. He took a deep breath. His name was Blain Grandezia, thirteen years old, the third youngest head of the Grandezia family and the fourth born child. He was able to live his life carefree until last evening when they suddenly got attacked by the Bajo family, who set the entire palace on fire. His older brother, Renzo, stayed fighting back against them. He and his older sister were able to escape thanks to him. Some guards have been escorting us out of the main house, we've been hiding in the woods waiting for it to finish. However they did not expect to get ambushed inside the woods. So, the young boy had to stay behind fighting against them to protect his older sister, after all the guards were so weak they got killed instantly. Luckily the boy had always trained hard and was capable of defeating them without much effort. The boy sat there breathing calmly with his eyes closed for thirty minutes when he heard some noise behind him, it was his older sister and two of her lackey's.

Esther Grandezia, fifteen years old, the first and only daughter of the Grandezia family. Everyone knew her as a kind and sweet older sister, even to the servants of the family she was kind. However that bitch was pretending all along, just look at those cold eyes. Her eyes are the kind that would do anything to achieve her goal. Together with her long purple hair and black with golden tinted dress, she seemed like a witch. Well a beautiful one though, one can't deny that fact. She opened her mouth, however before she could even speak they were interrupted.

"Haha! What is this? A family reunion. Well, you can't forget about him then." A man's voice came from behind the bushes, the man wasn't visible standing in the shadows. However he threw a body forward, it was the one of my older brother. His head, left arm and right feet were ripped off. "He was quite strong for a sixteen year old boy, I must say. As expected of the famous Grandezia family though." The man continued as he stepped out of the shadows revealing himself. He had a slim build; he was wearing red and black clothes black hair. It was the all so famous Grimon Bajo, the current and fifteenth head of the Bajo clan.

"Haha! That loser was strong?" My sister grinned and laughed, then looking the man in the eyes with her eyes full of killing intent. "Calm down, young Miss." One of her lackey's said. Trying to calm her down, however she seemed to not give a single fuck and continued; "That loser was so focused on justice, righteousness, and because of things like that that he neglected his training. Strong? Talented? That piece of shit can't even hold his sword properly he's just Qi Gathering stage garbage. Do not make jokes that are not funny. Mr. Elite." She finished her sentence, which provoked the old man.

"Now, now. Calm down Sis, you're right about the fact that he wasn't strong but no need to disrespect him so much." Blain replied, he jumped off the pile of bodies. "So what is it that you want?" Blain asked his older sister, whilst walking up to her. Both were completely ignoring Grimon. Her two lackies stepped back, expecting a battle to take place. Both siblings were completely silent, just staring each other in the eyes. The intensity of their stares only became higher and higher, to the point that Esther's lacky's were hiding a good thirty meters away from them.

Grimon could not take it anymore, they were ignoring him! The head of the Bajo clan! It is a well-known clan among the entire state. Angry by this he rushed in, exactly when the siblings released their killing intent. It was a clash of killing intent between siblings, it was on a completely different level from anything Grimon had ever experienced before. Grimon has trained much, even during his youth not doing anything but train fighting for the position of clan head he achieved a level of power most people couldn't even achieve after reaching the age of eighty however he reached it at the age of thirty-eight already. He was a genius however two kids who are combined not even close to his age were using a level of power he could not even dream of achieving, let alone just by letting out their killing intents. He was sent flying back from the pressure, however so were the trees and dead bodies in the area.

"What do I want? Isn't that obvious at a glance? I want you of course." She said whilst their killing intent kept clashing with the others. However, it was quickly put to stop when the two of them heard a familiar voice that gave the both of them chills and a shocked look on their faces.

"Haha, you two never change, do you?" A young man revealed himself he was well buildt, had nice clothes on, his gold blond hair was matched by his gold and black outfit, overall he was a well buildt and nice looking gentleman. He held Grimon in his left hand, he catched him on his way here. He dropped Grimon on the ground. "Wha-what the hell are you doing here?!" Grimon shouted as he fainted in fear. The young man laughed it off and looked both in the eyes. "What a troublesome clan head, flying away from just a little killing intent." Blain and Esther both went from a shocked look to a concentrated look, the both of them knew him. He was still the same as they remembered him, his words were warm, nice and kind however his eyes did not waver one single bit. He sat down on a tree branch that the two of them just destroyed with their killing intent. "How are the two of you doing?" He asked with a wide smile on his face.

"Like you care about trifle stuff like that, Drago." My older sister replied. It was the exact same thing blain thought. "Kahahahah!" The young man laughed it off. The aura around him was so warm and nice, it was the exact same as before. He then slapped himself on the knees emitting a powerful energy wave which instinctively made Esther and Blain jump back before even noticing that they moved. "Oh! My bad, my bad. I ended up spilling a bit of my energy!" The young man said.

"What are you doing here though, eldest brother?" Blain asked. "Hmm, I just fought against dad but as expected I'm still no match for father, he fled in the end though. That's when I sensed your energies so I thought I would just come and say hello." He calmly explained.

"Well I guess that explains your injuries." My older sister said. He just laughed it off saying that Parco was still beyond him. He then looked at us with a serious look, a look he didn't show often. "Do the two of you still have no intention to join me? I can't forgive father for what he did after all." He looked at us, the both of us were afraid to answer. After all, he's the only one in the family that knows what father did. But if we were to say no we would be dead right now, we probably couldn't even scratch him at our current levels. He noticed this and decided to reply to the questions we never even asked.

"Don't worry about saying no, you're my little kid brother and sister. I don't wish to see either of you dead. But joining me would mean I could protect you, however I understand that the two of you want your freedom too. If you eventually do decide to come and join me then you can find me at the Fuerte family." He said as he picked up Grimon and walked away waving us goodbye.

Both of us sighed with relieve at the fact that he didn't take our lives away. "Ha, fought against father and only had a few scars on his body. What a monster." My sister said, her two 'loyal' retainers/lackey's immediately came running towards her checking if she was okay. She brushed them off however and looked at me. "Well how about it?" she said with a concerned look on her face. I hesitated, it was obvious she needed my strength if she wanted to stay alive against eldest brother, whilst she was currently a little stronger than me we both knew that it wouldn't stay like that for longer. After all, she's taken dozens of elixirs to make up for her lack of talent. But in the end I made up my mind. "I have a few terms, if you can agree upon those then I don't mind teaming up."

She smiled in relieve but quickly had a concerned look on her face realizing that I didn't fully accept. "What are those terms then?".