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In the island of Nippon, Japan, there were a lot of major crimes occurring. Many lives were taken each day, even those of the innocent. However, it wasn't always like that. Nippon used to be an island where there were no crimes and people lived in peace. Nobody remembers how long ago that was... some say that there is no such thing as peace... That however, is not true.In Horiyama High School, there were a lot of gangs and sons and daughters of bad organizations. There were many people attending that high school, and most of them lived in fear. There was one person, however, that endured more than anyone. Isoruku, a sixteen year old high school student, was always sticking his neck out for others... and paying for it.
Isoruku didn't like bloodshed. When he was just a child, he swore that he would protect the ones that couldn't protect themselves. He's always getting beaten up and injured trying to help the innocent people that were defenseless. He got in a little too much trouble one day, when he stood up to some stranger that no one had seen before. He was causing a lot of panic and hurting a lot of people. Isoruku told him to stop, but he just ignored him. Isoruku wasn't a weakling. He fought that strange guy and was almost killed.
The man let out a menacing laugh, as a dark haze started to accumulate around him. The scenery turned very eerie, as the sounds of screeches and cries engulfed the area. Shadowy figures appeared to have come out of nowhere and started to attack people. They started to absorb something from them, and the people were passing out and dieing. Isoruku tried to fight them off, but he couldn't land a hit... he was powerless to help them. Just then, he remembered the strange man and darted at him. The man was vanishing, with a devilish grin and and eerie laugh. Just before he completely vanished, Isoruku threw a punch with all he had left.
He didn't even faze the man, but something strange happened. His fist burst into flames at the spot of impact from the strange man. He screamed as the flames started to engulf him. It seemed to be over, and that peace would never be anything but a word...
Just as the flames engulfed his entire body, he listened (for what seemed like an eternity) to the cries of others, as their lives were being drained from them. He didn't care what happened to him anymore, he just wanted to protect those that needed it. He stood up enduring the pain and charged at the shadowy figures taking peoples lives. As he ran, he knew what he had to do...
The flames slowly extinguished as he ran, revealing a white cloak and a shimmering veil surrounding him. He could feel it now. He knew that he could take them out... He had to! He punched one by one, taking each of them out in one hit. As the people recovered, he knew he couldn't go back. Something had changed him. Something gave him the ability to protect the innocent. He was the only one that could make his home a safe place. He never really understood how, but it was like a gift of the gods. He couldn't return to his life. Isoruku no longer existed. In his place... stood The Angel of Death
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