In the present...

Shirogane and Hikaru have arrived upon their first objective.

An objective which once completed will decide the fate of their home world.

This objective is to find out the current whereabouts of Kurai brothers.

Which brings us to the planet known as Mars.

From afar it appeared to be crimson orange planet full of nothing.

Its' outside appearance doesn't lie but it also doesn't show everything it has to offer.

As its' landscape is a desolate wasteland but its full of cliffs, caves and fields of glistening ice.

Suddenly two hurricanes of energy appeared on the cliffs of Mars.

And as the newly arrived scaled down the mountainous terrain they appeared upon the sand ridden wasteland.

Causing the blood red sand to blow around their feet.

Their destination Gake village.

A village enslaved by the Red emperor since the empire's creation.

Famous for their unique weapons only found elsewhere in the demon's planets such as blackdeon.

And as such they serve as the empire's main supplier for weapons and armour.

The village was filled of dome shaped buildings, no other shape was present.

Where ever you looked the flames of flarite produced an endless glow.

The warriors leapt into the village, passing over the heads of its residents.

Each step taken by their superiors caused even more terror within the people.

A young boy held by the loving arms of his mother began to cry out.

The dread of their unannounced appearance was just too much for some.

And as the villagers became even more fearful one of the warriors strayed away from his ally.

"Hey don't be afraid child, were on the same side" he spoke softly but his actions didn't match his words, as he pierced the child's stomach with his golden silver meteorite claw.

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And all the while a smile remained on his face, even as the young innocent boy's blood gushed out onto his forearm.

And as the mother howled with uncontrollable amounts of despair, the warrior named Kirai regrouped with his brute like ally.

Who stood above all at a height of six foot two, his skin lighter then most, midnight blue eyes and not even a single strand of hair.

And the only parts of his body that were covered were his torso and legs which was in iron armour.

While Kirai was the opposite he was only five foot five in height.

His eyes were emotionless, the same colour as his short black unkempt hair.

And as for his clothes, he wears a pure white baggy top with wine red trousers, and plain black trainers.

They appeared at the door of the furthest dome from the village's entrance.

The only building to be connected to another.

Tantrum lifted his leg up from the crimson sand terrain, kicking the door off its hinges.

And as the door smashed against the back wall of the dome a member of the Martion race was revealed.

Martions a race of red and grey skin tones.

Born with the ability to control, absorb and release fire.

As well as immunity to fire.

Avoiding all eye contact the Martion found some small embers of courage.

"What are you doing here, your friend took his leave just a couple days ago" the trembling Martion shouted, whilst looking upon the warrior's feet.

"We need more weapons, you won't let the emperor down now will you?" Tantrum infused his right arm with fusion energy, making it glow with an enormous orange light.

The young villager's embers of courage faded away, causing his knees to give in.

And as his body slammed against the chilling floor he heard a newcomer shout "leave him alone Tantrum, he doesn't know our arrangement".

"And apparently neither do you Chorite" Tantrum smashed his fist against the trembling boy's head.

Causing the top of his grey skinned head to cave in on itself.

"I may be calm most of the time, but when the Red emperor gives me an order I'll carry it out no matter what it takes, so if I have to kill all of your subjects I will" Tantrum lifted his blood drenched fist up from the dead Martion's head.

Allowing for the corpse to drop to the ground.

Chorite a wine red skinned devil like being, with eyes that blazed like fire.

While topless he's wearing charcoal coloured shorts, so thin even the slightest bit of strength could tear them apart.

The hair which reached just short of his shoulders is just as colourless as the endless depths of space.

A bronze necklace rested upon his tree trunk like neck, although he is only five foot four.

And finally he had a few distinct features scattered around his powerfully built body.

The material known as flarite was fused into his broad shoulders, fore arms, knees and upper back.

Giving his body the endless glow of fire.

"So you need more weapons, well you must be planning something since Mirai Kurai was only just here two days ago" Chorite remained statue like but fearless.

"What were planning is none of your business, don't forget your place Martion" Kirai spoke while being pushed aside by Tantrum.

"Shut it..., he's still a general despite being of a weaker race, how long will it take you to make sixty flarite weapons Chorite?".

"Four days..., four days and the forge brothers will have your weapons" Chorite planted himself onto his throne of simple design.

The winds of Mars suddenly turned violent once again even stronger then before.

Without warning the surface of Gake village began to tremble.

Energy ran through the sky...

Causing both nova blue and gold explosions.

"They're already here?, just how long has the empire had their eyes set on earth?" Shirogane collided with back wall of the ember's forge.

Shattering it to pieces.

All were stunned.

Caught in his unexpected appearance no one thought to move.

Which allowed for the warrior's fist to clash against Kirai's face...