Ryukitsu had died thirty years ago after passing off his teachings to Shin and his other group of students. He was very happy to go, finally feeling a release from pressures and stress from his previous life. He had never actually forgiven himself for the murders he had commited. He had nightmares about the same things. Ryukitsu wanted to kill himself by the age of twenty but knew that he would be considered a coward to break away from life that way. Ryukitsu was a man who was damned, trying to right his own wrongs and the wrongs around him. He became famous but never forgave the fact that he was a sinner. He was always depressed, he tried his best to not show it in the public but it was too obvious....
At the time of his passing, Rajkez was taken over by a power hungry tyrant who forced Rajkez into many wars against Hyri. He never cared about his citizens nor his friends that would willingly give up their lives to protect him. He wanted power and riches like all the other dictators before. He passed his own religion that everyone had to follow or else. He also passed a law that segregated demons from humans. Rajkez was hell.....
A riot broke out between Rajkez and Hyri on the rights for demons. It destroyed both cities and in the end, the Rajkezian tyrant was assassinated. He was shot twice in the head and four times in the chest by .40 calliber bullets that were only used in the STM-51, a high-tech sniper rifle that's shots had the power to rend through twenty one inch sheets of titanium. After the riot, the two cities joined together to create the country, Rajari. The country grew and prospered.
Hundreds of miles north from the border of the country was a fire pit. The fire pit was used to store dead bodies in because most of the people were too poor to be properly burried. Ryukitsu was inside there. Deep inside of the fire pit, in the center, was Ryukitsu. His body had changed greatly. He was not old. His muscles were finely toned and he had dark silver hair that covered most of his face. He even had two eyes. In his hands were two blades that he had never seen in his life. They were made of zirconium and uranium....
With the crackle of fire a scream could be heard within the fire pit. Not of pain, or fear, but of being lost. Ryukitsu had awakened and thought he was sent to the underworld. He then saw his new blades and they began to pulse. They spoke....
".....Zircon, will you accept the challenge?
Ryukitsu/Zircon was confused but nodded his head in order to not anger the blades. Perhaps he was better off dead.......
King-of-Shadows · Sun Jan 16, 2005 @ 02:55pm · 0 Comments |