A Promise Renewed

After Amane had calmed down, he made his way to his room, his thoughts now stable and determined. He knew what needed to be done.

**Amane:** Mihuru, I know I'm late, and it's too late for us, but one thing I promise you, for your happiness. I will find your son, and you won't cry ever again. This is not just a promise of Amane, neither of DG, but the promise of the First Generation Legend itself. I will find him for you.

In another room, Amane's parents shared their thoughts on the situation.

**Shihoko Fujimiya:** Darling, I'm happy for Mihuru, but I'm more worried about Amane.

**Shuuto Fujimiya:** You're right, darling, but let's not forget who our son is. Before becoming DG, he was the First Generation Legend. We both know how strong he is.

While Shihoko remained concerned about Amane, her husband offered reassurance.

Amane was determined to fulfill his promise and bring peace to Mihuru's life, no matter what it took.Amane emerged from his room dressed in a vigilante-style outfit, wearing black army-type pants and a matching black jacket.

**Shihoko Fujimiya:** (Surprised) Amane, what are you wearing? Where are you going?

**Shuuto Fujimiya:** (Equally surprised) Son, you can't go out like this. It's too dangerous.

But Amane's resolve was unshaken, and he looked at his parents with determination in his eyes.

**Amane:** (Firmly) Don't worry, Mom and Dad. Tonight, I'm not going as Amane or DG. I'm going as the First Generation Legend.

The intensity of his gaze sent shivers down their spines. With those words, Amane left to dismantle the first affiliate of Sayo's factory, determined to make them pay for all the suffering they had caused, especially to Mihuru and her father. His parents could only watch with mixed feelings of worry and pride

Then Legend reached the factory The factory was indeed massive, a sprawling complex with guards stationed at every entrance and corner, making it a formidable fortress.

**Guard 1:** (Speaking into a walkie-talkie) Everything seems normal here, no sign of intruders.

**Guard 2:** (Nodding) Keep your eyes peeled. We can't afford any slip-ups.

Inside, the members of the first affiliate were busy with their sinister plans. They were discussing their strategy, unaware of the impending threat.

**Affiliate Member 1:** (Whispering) Once these drugs reach the foreign markets, we'll make a fortune.

**Affiliate Member 2:** (Nodding) Sayo-sama will be pleased with us. Our profits will skyrocket.

Little did they know that the First Generation Legend was on his way ready to disrupt their nefarious activities and bring justice to those who had wronged him and his loved ones.The First Generation Legend arrived at the factory like a shadow in the night. He surveyed the area, his sharp eyes taking in every detail.

**First Generation Legend:**(Whispers to himself) This ends tonight.

With incredible speed and precision, he began incapacitating the guards one by one, utilizing his combat skills and mastery over stealth. He moved silently, striking like a phantom.

**Guard 3:** (Surprised) What the...?

Before they could react, the guards found themselves overpowered and subdued by the enigmatic vigilante.

**First Generation Legend:** (Whispers to a guard) Your criminal activities end here.

With every guard he incapacitated, he drew closer to his main objective: dismantling the first affiliate's drug operation and sending a clear message to those who dared to cross his path.As the First Generation Legend entered the first floor of the factory, a hushed panic swept through the criminal associates. They recognized him, and the color drained from their faces.

**Criminal Associate 1:** (Whispering) It's him, the legend... what's he doing here?

**Criminal Associate 2:** (Nervous) We're in big trouble!

The atmosphere in the room turned tense and fearful. The associates knew they were dealing with a formidable adversary, and their illicit activities were now in grave jeopardy.

The 30 criminal associates exchanged wary glances but were determined to defend their operation. They decided to rush the First Generation Legend all at once, believing that no matter how skilled he was, he couldn't handle their sheer numbers.

**Criminal Associate 3:** (With false confidence) He's just one man! We can overwhelm him!

The Legend, hidden behind his mask, couldn't help but smirk beneath it as they rushed towards him. In a split second, the room turned into chaos as a fierce fight broke out.

With lightning-fast reflexes, he dodged their attacks and retaliated with a combination of powerful kicks and punches. His combat skills were beyond anything they had expected, and his fists and legs moved like a whirlwind.

**Criminal Associate 4:** (Panicking) He's too fast!

**Criminal Associate 5:** (Struggling) We can't land a hit on him!

The Legend skillfully incapacitated one associate after another, using their own moves against them. It was a display of martial arts prowess that left the associates in shock and disbelief.

**Criminal Associate 6:** (Baffled) How is he doing this?

**Criminal Associate 7:** (Grimacing) We can't win! Fall back!

Realizing the futility of their efforts, the associates retreated, battered and bruised. The First Generation Legend had shown them that he was not to be trifled with.

As the associates retreated, the First Generation Legend stood there, breathing heavily, his mask concealing the emotions on his face. The room was in shambles, with unconscious criminals sprawled across the floor.

**First Generation Legend:** (Panting) This is just the beginning. Sayo, your empire will crumble.

With those determined words, he continued to explore the factory, searching for any evidence that could link Sayo to her criminal activities and help him find Mihuru's son. His path to uncovering the truth was paved with danger, but he was willing to do whatever it took to bring justice to those who had suffered at the hands of Sayo's empire.

Unknown to him, Sayo had caught wind of the vigilante's presence and was already plotting her next move. The battle between the First Generation Legend and Sayo's criminal empire was far from over.

On the second floor, the First Generation Legend encountered an even larger group of associates. Sixty of them, armed and ready, formed a daunting line of defense.

**First Generation Legend:** (Confidently) Sixty, huh? Let's make this quick.

The battle that ensued was a breathtaking display of martial arts and combat skills. The First Generation Legend moved with incredible speed and precision, taking on multiple opponents simultaneously. He used his surroundings to his advantage, flipping tables and using debris as weapons, all while ensuring not to deliver any fatal blows.

**Associate 1:** (Panicking) He's too fast!

**Associate 2:** (Gritting teeth) Keep him surrounded!

But the associates were no match for his expertise. One by one, they fell to the ground, unconscious. The First Generation Legend's determination and fighting prowess were unmatched. As the last associate went down, he knew he had to press on to find the evidence that would lead him to Mihuru's missing son and expose Sayo's criminal empire.

He moved forward, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead on his path to justice.

Amid the chaos of the second floor, the First Generation Legend continued his relentless assault on the sixty associates. His movements were a blur, and his fists and kicks were like lightning, striking with precision and force.

**Associate 3:** (Nervous) Stay together! We can overwhelm him!

**Associate 4:** (Panting) He's too strong!

Despite their attempts to regroup and overpower him, the associates were outclassed. The Legend used every aspect of the environment to his advantage, from using a hanging lamp as an improvised weapon to deflecting attacks with a nearby steel pipe.

**First Generation Legend:** (Calmly) You're all underestimating me.

As the battle raged on, he couldn't help but think about Mihuru and her lost son. He knew that taking down this factory and exposing Sayo's crimes were essential steps toward finding the answers they both sought.

With each opponent he defeated, he was one step closer to achieving justice and reuniting Mihuru with her long-lost child. His determination fueled his fighting spirit, and he pressed on, leaving a trail of unconscious associates in his wake.

**Associate 5:** (Desperate) We need more reinforcements!

**Associate 6:** (Panicked) Where's the boss? She needs to know about this!

The associates' panic and confusion grew as their numbers dwindled. They had never faced an opponent like the First Generation Legend, and it showed in their futile attempts to fight back.

**First Generation Legend:** (Determined) Your boss can't save you now.

With each exchange, the Legend's skills became more apparent. He seamlessly shifted from defense to offense, taking advantage of any opening he saw.

**Associate 7:** (Groaning) Please, mercy!

**First Generation Legend:** (Coldly) You showed no mercy when you got involved in these crimes.

As the battle raged on, the associates became increasingly exhausted, while the Legend's stamina seemed limitless. He was a force of nature, unyielding in his pursuit of justice.

Amid the chaos of the second floor, the First Generation Legend continued his relentless assault on the sixty associates. His movements were a blur, and his fists and kicks were like lightning, striking with precision and force.

**Associate 3:** (Nervous) Stay together! We can overwhelm him!

**Associate 4:** (Panting) He's too strong!

Despite their attempts to regroup and overpower him, the associates were outclassed. The Legend used every aspect of the environment to his advantage, from using a hanging lamp as an improvised weapon to deflecting attacks with a nearby steel pipe.

**First Generation Legend:** (Calmly) You're all underestimating me.

As the battle raged on, he couldn't help but think about Mihuru and her lost son. He knew that taking down this factory and exposing Sayo's crimes were essential steps toward finding the answers they both sought.

With each opponent he defeated, he was one step closer to achieving justice and reuniting Mihuru with her long-lost child. His determination fueled his fighting spirit, and he pressed on, leaving a trail of unconscious associates in his wake.

**Associate 5:** (Desperate) We need more reinforcements!

The associates' panic and confusion grew as their numbers dwindled. They had never faced an opponent like the First Generation Legend, and it showed in their futile attempts to fight back.

**First Generation Legend:** (Determined) You can't be save you now.

With each exchange, the Legend's skills became more apparent. He seamlessly shifted from defense to offense, taking advantage of any opening he saw.

As the battle raged on, the associates became increasingly exhausted, while the Legend's stamina seemed limitless. He was a force of nature, unyielding in his pursuit of justice.

Amid the chaos of the second floor, the First Generation Legend continued his relentless assault on the sixty associates. His movements were a blur, and his fists and kicks were like lightning, striking with precision and force.

**Associate 3:** (Nervous) Stay together! We can overwhelm him!

**Associate 4:** (Panting) He's too strong!

Despite their attempts to regroup and overpower him, the associates were outclassed. The Legend used every aspect of the environment to his advantage, from using a hanging lamp as an improvised weapon to deflecting attacks with a nearby steel pipe.

**First Generation Legend:** (Calmly) You're all underestimating me.

As the battle raged on, he couldn't help but think about Mihuru and her lost son. He knew that taking down this factory and exposing Sayo's crimes were essential steps toward finding the answers they both sought.

With each opponent he defeated, he was one step closer to achieving justice and reuniting Mihuru with her long-lost child. His determination fueled his fighting spirit, and he pressed on, leaving a trail of unconscious associates in his wake.

The associates' panic and confusion grew as their numbers dwindled. They had never faced an opponent like the First Generation Legend, and it showed in their futile attempts to fight back.With each exchange, the Legend's skills became more apparent. He seamlessly shifted from defense to offense, taking advantage of any opening he saw.

  **Associate 8:** (Fearful) This guy took out everyone on the lower floors!

**Associate 9:** (Nervous) We can't let him reach the boss!

The associates on the third floor were more coordinated, attempting to surround the Legend. However, his combat prowess was unmatched.

**First Generation Legend:** (Calmly) You won't stop me.

The fight continued as the associates tried to overwhelm the Legend with sheer numbers, but his experience and skills allowed him to anticipate their every move.

**Associate 10:** (Desperate) We need help up here!

**First Generation Legend:** (Confident) Call all the reinforcements you want. They won't change the outcome.

Despite their efforts, one by one, the associates fell to the Legend's precise strikes and calculated maneuvers. His determination was unwavering.

**Associate 11:** (Weakly) Who is this guy?

**First Generation Legend:** (Mysterious) I'm the past come back to haunt you.

On the third floor of the factory, the associates formed a semi-circle around the Legend, determined to take him down.

**Associate 12:** (Confident) We've got him cornered now!

**Associate 13:** (Snickering) He won't leave this floor alive.

The associates rushed at him from different angles, launching punches and kicks. The Legend expertly dodged their attacks, his movements fluid and precise.

**First Generation Legend:** (Calmly) You should have stayed out of my way.

He countered with swift strikes, taking down his opponents with ease.

**Associate 14:** (Grumbling) How is he this strong?

**Associate 15:** (Anxious) Keep your guard up!

As more associates fell, the remaining ones grew increasingly desperate.

**Associate 16:** (Panicking) Call for backup!

**First Generation Legend:** (Confident) It won't help you.

One by one, the associates were incapacitated, their confidence replaced by fear.

**Associate 17:** (Breathing heavily) Who is this guy?

**First Generation Legend:** (Mysterious) A ghost from your past.

With the third floor cleared, the Legend moved onward, determined to reach the top and confront the mastermind behind this operation.

As Amane searched through Sayo's cabin, the tension in the room was palpable. He felt a mix of determination and uncertainty, a battle between his vigilante persona and his true self.

**Amane:** (Focused) There has to be something here, something that can lead me to Mihuru's son.

He meticulously went through the documents on the desk, opening folders and scanning computer files. His skills were not limited to physical combat; he was a master at uncovering secrets.

**Amane:** (Whispers) Come on, there has to be a clue.

Every passing moment felt like an eternity as he delved deeper into the information. But his thoughts were far from the task at hand. He couldn't help but reflect on the choices that led him to this point.

**Amane:** (Reflective) What if things had been different? What if I hadn't faked my death?

The weight of his actions bore heavily on him as he searched, driven by his desire to make things right for Mihuru and her son.

His fingers finally landed on a folder that piqued his interest. With a mixture of hope and determination, he opened it to reveal what lay inside.

**Amane:** (Eyes narrowing) This might be it.

The contents of the folder held the key to uncovering the truth he had been seeking, a truth that could change everything.