In a land called Japan, lay a run down shack in between mountain Fuji and a forest. From a look, the shack will collapse from any second by the early winds that blew across the sky. As the sun starts to rise from the east, wild animals awaken from their slumber to hunt.
Inside the house(shack), lays a man stirring from his sleep. As he opens his eyes, they shine forest green as he stared at open space.
As I opened my eyes from darkness, light shined from the little open space of straws that lay on my ceiling. Staring off into space, his eyes shined wisdom and melancholy as he absentmindedly thought of the past.
“It’s been 9 years now huh”, I said as I started to get off from my bed. As I got out of my house, I started my morning routine of exercising by jogging around the forest with a 400Ib rock above my waist.
You might be wondering why I can lift up a 400lb rock right? Well, as I live alone in the forest now, I gotta get into shape to hunt my own food, don’t I? Am I homeless? Well, not really because I, in some kind of way, am rich. If I am rich, then why am I here? Well, I like to be one with nature. It is quiet and peaceful with no one around to disturb me. If I am rich then why didn’t I build a better house? Well, first of all, I am too lazy as it takes too much time, and second of all, I just don’t feel like it. How did I get rich? Well, in high school junior years, I was what you called a delinquent kid that always got into fights. That time, I was a somewhat troublesome kid that alway got into trouble, but my grades were top of the school. And by fate, when I fought against a kid that was into martial arts, he beat me up quite well. By then, I kept on challenging the kid from morning to afternoon till when I met him in his dojo and defeated him by a tiny bit of luck. What I didn’t know was that the kid was the president, representing his dojo as a senior. So, when I beat him by sheer willpower, his master took me in as his own disciple. At that time, I didn’t know why a master such as himself will take me in as I was a troublesome kid, but he answered me that I had willpower that none other had and the wisdom to understand just by looking.
Even since then, my master will train me in aikido and sword arts. He didn’t exactly teach me the arts of training, as he told me to train my body to the max first, so I can take on his secret training. I then would listen to my master by jogging around the city 10 times, and then sit under a waterfall in the middle of the forest for hours to train my spirit and body. After the next day, I would meditate the night after that as a way to calm my soul and attune it with nature.
Even since then, I’ve been training under my master’s guide for 6 years until he said that he had none to guide me anymore and that I had finished his training. That time I was 20 years old, and I graduated from high school a year ago. From high school junior year to senior year, I started participating in tournaments to train myself against someone as my master said, to train alone is not good, I will eventually have to battle against someone or anybody, so I had to fight against someone. But then...what is THIS! This is too easy, this ain’t even a match anymore, it’s more like a massacre. Everyone I fought with has no balance in their own fights. Sure they have skills, but their stances are too stiff and unbalanced to take on real fights. Since then I’ve been first in the whole small tournaments until I made it to national high tournaments that actually have deaths or accidents happening all the time as a normal routine. All the participants had strong bloodlust, but no skills. In fact, I’ve killed every participant I went up against as my master told me to get used to killing. In there, I had a nickname called, the Water Taoist because all my moves flow silently like the sea, and fierce like the waves. Every hit I make, makes blood and matter scatter everywhere, but in truth, it was just a fraction of my power.
I was the winner and won 20 million as the prize. I didn’t fight much since then because this century was too peaceful. Sure, everywhere I go I was well known and famous as the fighter that never lost a match before. I got one privilege when I won the tournaments. I get 50 percent off of anything I buy or own, which is a privilege no one in the entire world has, and since then everyone tries to befriend me just because I was rich and had the privilege.
Well, this is my history as of now, and my name kinda died down ever since I disappeared from civilisation. I am so sorry friends. My name is William, William Grace, I am 30 this year and I got my black hair from my mother and my looks came also from my mother. It may seem that my mother's DNA dominates my father's quite well, because out of it, I only inherited the green eyes from my father. If you ever wonder if I had a family then yes, I had a loving family that is proud of their own son. My father wanted me to be strong and fierce, while my mother wanted me to be smart and gentle, quite the opposite couple, ain’t it?
As I finished up my training, I headed out straight towards a waterfall where I used to train with my master. It was a regular place to wash myself up every day now. After I finished the bath, I headed straight towards my house and started a campfire. With the fire coming to life, I start to fish out the frozen meat I refrigerated under a hole that is dug 10ft underground. I then fished out unglazed ceramic pots that contain preserved ingredients and meat over the summer. I then started my cooking and soon the smell of boiled beef with other ingredients waffled through the air. Having finished my lunch, I laid down on my bed with a lazy look on my face as I took a small nap. What William didn’t know is that soon a big catastrophe was going to happen that will mark the biggest headlines in history.
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BOOM!!!
As soon as the loud noise was heard, followed by an earthquake that split mountain Fuji in halves, William awoke and dashed straight outside only to see a huge crack on the ground 20ft away from the house that extends all the way up to mountain Fuji and back down into the city that inhabited millions of lives, Tokyo. As soon as he looked up into the sky, he saw an orange mushroom that inhabited the sky up to at least 900ft up into the sky as the radius that the explosive nuke extends out more towards a different direction. From his distance to Tokyo, he knew that it wouldn’t reach that far because he studied about nuclear weapons before that it can only reach up to about 12km, far from Mountain Fuji.
Wait...Mom and dad are close to Tokyo! As I remembered about my family that lived just 3 miles away from Tokyo slightly in the countryside, my heart starts to beat faster. I didn’t care about anything that’s happening anymore as I rushed towards my parents home. With one step, I myself traversed over 3km(my limit), and soon I reached the land that my house owns. I looked at my surroundings only to see armies fighting against civilians that have no guns to arm themselves.
Seeing that I was just standing still like a child that has just witnessed the impossible, an army soldier ran straight at me with a ballistic knife drawn on his hand as he smiles like a sadistic that enjoyed the blood that ran through his knife and onto his hand. With an emotionless face, I made my move by stepping aside and slightly extended my hands out that looked slow but in fact was faster than a bullet that ran straight through the soldier's ribcage and into his heart. A disbelieve face showed on the soldier’s face as he collapses onto the ground making the ground dyed blood red. I then rushed straight towards the building where trash lied around the courtyard and with pools of blood. Opening the door, I see 3 bodies lying on the floor naked to the coldness that exists in the room as the windows were all broken. With a worried face, I approach the bodies that lay on the ground trying to keep myself together from repeating the impossible conclusion that came up inside my head.
I extended my hand slowly, as you can see it trembling as my hand touched the ice-cold body. Flipping the bodies over, I see that it isn’t my parents at all but the three maids that served my parents during my absences over the year. Looking at the triplets that were sisters when I met them, I still remembered their innocent faces as they all were happily jumping around when they got a job as a maid that paid good and with a free place to stay and free food. Now as I looked at them, they lay lifeless on the cold ground with dirty white fluids around them to serve as a way to hell. Anger, killing intent burst out within me as the whole kilometer of a mile turned quiet all of a sudden. The soldiers all around a quarter mile stopped what they were doing as the killing intent of someone presses hard on their body making them all kneel. Sweat dripped off their back as they wonder who they angered to really have the mass killing intent point towards them.
Looking at the triplets bodies one last time, William or Will covered their bodies with a large window cloth as he went up the stairs that lead towards a huge door with silver and gold lined the rim of the door. When he finally got up the stairs he saw 2 men ravaging middle-aged women just behind the doors and a man with a black trim hairline laying on the ground lifeless. Staring spaceless at the events that just happened, Will finally stepped out of his dazed look as he suddenly let out a roar filled with madness mixed sadness as he dashed across the room. Hearing a roar coming from beside them the two soldiers look towards their left only to see a fist up close in their vision but as soon as they try to react they see nothing but pitch black darkness.
As Will hit them, their head literally exploded as blood mist covered the air while they fell backward and to the ground. Lifting up his mother, Will cried as he tried to call his mother back because now her mother's eyes were dull. When Will called his mother the eleventh time, she finally reacted as his mother called out to him.
“Will is that you, is that really you”, as his mother asked him with a weak voice, Will finally stop crying but tears still kept coming down as he said, “Yes mom, it is me, it’s me look at your son”. Saying this he pulled his mother's hand as he caresses them on his face he looked tenderly at his mother with a sad face.
“Don’t cry my dear, mom is here for you”, as she said this it only incited more tears from her son. Looking at her crying son, she smiled slightly as she called to him one last time. “ Dear, don’t cry anymore, be strong okay, be strong for me and your father okay..don’t..cry…an..ymo...re”, saying her last words with all her breath, his mother passed away as she closed her eye with tears on her eyelids that finally fell from their shackles.
Looking at this, Will couldn’t hold it anymore, he hugged his mother’s body tightly as he cried with roars that shook the very heavens itself. Not knowing if the sky pitied him or not, as soon as he roared with overwhelmed sadness, the sky itself thundered as rain blazed the lands heavily itself. After crying for almost an eternity, Will finally came back to his senses as he tilted his head upwards. With a roar that seemed to rip space itself, Will said, “ TO YOU ALL THAT STARTED THIS WAR, I WILL END YOU ALL WITH MY OWN TWO HANDS!!
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Well, this is it for the prologue friends. If there's anything wrong, please let me know below in the comments and please don't hesitate to do it as it will truly help me, thank you.
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Here’s what the mc look like: https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTkFzyAJ3giMoEQeHFUlV0is_2J-5HwVXlYnkGgYJ44qGB2-P-P3Q
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