“I’m sorry to inform you of this but your hometown Azhar has been destroyed.” As the words left the old man's wrinkled leather lips Kanashi raised an eyebrow in confusion.
Is this guy retarded? Kanashi wondered, trying to resist the urge to burst out laughing. How could the largest and most powerful city in the world be destroyed and if so how did Kanashi of all people survive such a catastrophic event and not remember such a thing? I mean if your entire city was destroyed you wouldn't just let that slip your mind like an anniversary present right?
Okay let’s rewind the clock a little. The last thing Kanashi remembered was the day before. He’d received his high school diploma in the mail, threw it on his bookshelf next to his ecchi manga section and went back to shit posting online. It was a pretty average day to him at this point to say the least. So then why did he wake up suddenly in a massive vat of green liquid, Where he was naked and being stared at by a bunch of scientists including attractive women? He felt excited and angry about the whole thing. His innocence was taken just like that!
Though it did make him wonder if he was actually the main character of an epic story full of adventure. Would he be the one to receive a harem full of beautiful women? Was he the chosen one to save the world? No, I can't be thinking like that, I’ve been kidnapped is all or this is some sick tv show prank. Yeah I bet Frairk is laughing his ass off somewhere getting ready to jump out at any moment and laugh at me for being such an idiot.
“Well I don't believe you.” Kanashi said after a minute or two of silence.
“I told you he wouldnt.” Said a young asian boy with white frizzy hair, He was sitting next to the old man who Kanashi assumed to be the leader of this situation.
Said old man had bronze leathery skin with many wrinkles and bushy white hair, a typical wise man archetype.
“Jinen, can you please show him the hologram?” The old man asked, turning to the person to the opposite side of him and the frizzy haired boy.
“Gotcha.” The man assumed to be named Jinen said, He was a very handsome man with flat blonde hair and very expensive sunglasses which matched the custom tailored equally expensive suit he had on below that. Kanashi was initially jealous of this man's appearance. He looked just like what Kanashi dreamed of looking like. A perfect Ike-Men. A true natural beauty that could steal the heart of any woman he wanted! Well not like that was a good thing but maybe doing it once or twice wouldn’t be so bad right? After fiddling in his desk drawer for a moment Jinen pulled out a small cube like device with a large red button on the top of it. With a loud click he pressed the red button and a projection shot out of the device to the floor in front of Kanashi who was very impressed at this sci-fi technology.
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But he wasn't so happy about what the holographic image displayed before him showcased. The first thing that stood out were the large red clay mountains that circled what looked to be a destroyed city. He knew those mountains by heart. He saw them everyday from his bedroom window, the world renowned and valuable Red Mountains of Azhar. Mountains full of Nitrus dust, just a handful of the material was equal to ten thousand gallons of oil. What lay between those mountains was his home city of Azhar completely destroyed. It looked like somebody had taken a giant hammer and whacked the city a few times until it was just a fine paste of scrap metal and rubble.
“This is an image of Azhar taken by our Europa Satellite-” The old man was interrupted by the sound of Kanashi vomiting as he collapsed to the floor.
What the hell is that? That can't be real but my gut tells me it is! Everybody is gone Mom, Dad, Frairk, Bueno all of them are dead!? Why would this happen? Why couldn't I die along with them, why am I the only one left? Kanashi felt tears gather in the corners of his eyes. He wasn't sure of what was going on right now but he felt absolute despair and hopelessness. All doubts of this being a prank by his older brother had dissipated and left him with complete and utter despair. His soul knew this was the real deal and that feeling consumed his mind as he balled his eyes out between dry heaving.
“Hmmm.” The leathery skinned old man hummed rubbing his long white beard, maybe he’d been too harsh? He wasn't very good at these kinds of things afterall. “Jinen, can you please escort Kanashi to his new living quarters?”
“Huh?” Jinen hummed, turning to the old man with a grimace.
“If you need Hayais assistance feel free to take him along too.”
“What, me too!?” The young frizzy haired boy cried out, “Man I don't wanna get vomit on me!”
“Please.” The old man said with a frown and large red ruby like eyes that shined pitifully.
“Fine.” Hayai sighed in defeat. He jumped out of his seat and trotted across the room to join Jinen in picking up the heap of despair that was Kanashi. Jinen and Hayai, each on the opposite side of Kanashi, picked him up and hauled him out of the conference room to his new apartment that’d been prepared all the while trying to avoid his tears and vomit which was creating a trail behind them.
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After the trio left the old man sat back in his chair and sighed, he took out a long wooden pipe with Tobacco in the chamber and using some kind of magic sparked a flame from his finger tip to ignite the utensil. With another sigh he took a deep breath from the pipe and blew out large rings of smoke that danced as they floated through the air. “Stay strong son of Annubis, this is only the beginning of your story.”