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Imaginary world of history

pseudo reality world

muhammad_fahad_5374 · Fantasia
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INTRO

1. THIS STORY IS NOT REAL

2. THE CHARACTER AND SCREENPLAY ARE FICTION

3. THIS STORY has ACTION, ADVENTURE, MYSTERY AND SUSPENSE

4. THIS NOVEL CAN BE READ BY ANYONE, NO AGE RESTRICTION

MAIN CHARACTERS NAME

1. STEVE ALKALIS (HERO)

2. ROBERT ALKALIS (HERO's BROTHER)

3. MARK ALKALIS (HERO's FATHER)

(CLAN LEADER)

4. REBECCA ALKALIS (HERO's MOTHER)

(PRINCESS)

5. GEORGE (HERO's FRIEND)

6. JOHN (GENERAL SAMURAI)

7. MICHEAL METAL(OTHER CLAN LEADER)

8. FREDRICK (THE KING)

PART-1

A NINJA DAY

Right now, I am on a battlefield. The battle between two kingdoms. One is our kingdom (NAME "THRONES") and the other kingdoms (NAME "WITCHCRAFT").

Before I tell you all about this battle, I want to clear things about me to you all. That "WHO I AM? WHAT I AM? WHY I AM?"

I was born 25 years ago. The first thing I know that when I opened my little eyes for the first time. I feel a very warm thing surrounding me was my mother. I love my mom very much, and she loves me too. She was the most beautiful in the whole world. Her hair was black and shine like stars bright at night. Her smell was sweeter than any flower in the world. Likewise, her name is 'REBECCA ALKALIS'. She is the wife of the clan leader. My name is "STEVE ALKALIS", you can all call me "STEVE". From ALKALIS CLAN, my father is the leader of our clan. Our clan is a ninja nest. Our clan serves under king "FREDRICK" for many generations. Our clan gives the perfect ninja to work under the king.

And there was another clan of ninja. Their leader is "MICHEAL METAL". They also serve under king "FREDRICK".

Our clan and other clan are like cats and dogs. We always fight each other for many silly things. Like they stopped our water supply by changing the direction of the stream, and we stopped food supply by raiding their food storage place.

Like in every clan there is a hero and a prodigy who is talented than anyone in the clan. So in our clan, my father was a hero who protects the kingdom in the previous battles and my brother was a true prodigy who surpass our clan elders. But I was not talented as my brother because I am one of the hardworking types.

My father was a kind-hearted man he always returns the other clan's food supply after some time. But my father was very strict about choosing the best ninja to make him serve under the king.

For choosing the best ninja our clan has a traditional way. The tradition is a game of death. It's a game in which different people in our clan participate. They have to fight each other, and the one who stands at the last is selected to serve under the king. But before sending to the king, the selected pass through deadly and difficult training. So he can serve the king properly. This game is performed after every five years.

And my brother passes this game of death at the age of 14. He was also passing through deadly and difficult training. But at the age of 16, he was selected to serve under the king.

The king has two types of forces, one is "SWORDS" which are samurai who protect the king and fight in the battle. The other force is "BLACK OPS" are ninjas who assassinate and also fight in a battle to protect the king.

And my brother was so special that he was selected in the forces of black ops. He was the first young man in the history of the kingdom who was selected in black ops.

He became the role model of our clan. Lots of people of our clan want to follow him, but there are other types of people too who are jealous of him. The people who want to follow him also support him, and the people who are jealous of him want him to disappear, so they can take his place. You know there is a saying or quote "ALL THE FINGERS ARE NOT SAME".

I am one of those people who want to follow and support him. I can only support him because I am not talented as him. But to follow him, I do hard work every day with my father outside our clan in a field where no one can watch, and I can do my training.

I like food very much so after my training I sneak into the kingdom and buy food with my pocket money. But one day, when I bought some food and was about to return to my clan, a boy at my age gave me a push. Then he steals my food and runaway. I was also good at running, so I followed him. He ran back of a street and I also followed him there. As I enter the street, I saw a very weak kid. And the boy who steals my food gave her food to eat.

When he saw that I followed him he immediately apologizes to me. I was already shocked when I saw the condition of the kid. She was weak, but she was like an angel. I forgave them and I immediately went to a medical store and buy medicine for her. Then I started to meet them with some food every day. The boy became a friend of mine, his name was 'GEORGE' and I make the little angel my little sister, her name was 'IRIS'. I take them to my father and tell their story. My father was very happy and proud of me. He invited them to our clan. Then he started training us together.

He trained us how to defend, how to use nunchucks, how to use kunif, how to throw stars, how to attack with swords. We both passed through the hard training.

Doing this training, five years passed, and happened many things in between these years. And the day of the game came near, but they don't let me participate in the game because I got a big cut on one of my legs. I became very frustrated, and I was angry with my clan. I joined the ''METAL'' clan, so I can take revenge on my clan.

Creation is hard, cheer me up!

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