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A silver Monahork hawk soars the wide horizon and passing to the white clouds of the deep blue skies, below this house sized hawk is a dense and wide forest of Cal’Katakula, numerous howl and roars of the beast and monsters can be heard, explosion occurred, blowing a numerous building height tall trees, such ruckus happen in the view of this morning.

As the Silver Monahork hawk pass, a figure of silhouette appears, it was a young boy that aged to 15 years old in exact appearance, his oceanic pristine color shoulder length hair fluttered in the wind breeze, his dead like heterochromatic eyes of color scarlet red in the right and blue violet in the left, with a scar in his left brow down to his left cheek, pointy small nose, his facial expression is rather calm and emotionless, his tender lips and oval face that almost looks like a like an appearance of a girl that even the ladies can envious of.

He is wearing a blue sleeveless coat with red marks and lines, a long sleeve thick leather black top with violet decorations and belt straps with stylish design, with black pants with blue stripes and his gold belt with a monstrous sculpt metal design, in his black leather boots can be seen a violet line imprint lines, it gives him a look of a cool and stylish hunter or adventurer.

At his left hand, a long and thin blade with a black and ornamented scabbard, this is the O’Kilikulto blade, harder than steel and sharper than winds that can cut metals, below him is numerous piled of dead, sliced and diced bodies of different size of huge monsters and beast that have a terrible fate in encountering this young lad, as the crimson pool of blood flows out of those lifeless bodies that cover the green grasses and brown grounds.

He landed to the side branch of a tree, as he look down to the messed up environment, such massacre under his deadly gaze, his appearance and aura are so powerful and terrifying, such killing intent at such young age, what will happen if he reaches the maturity age of twenty, how much intimidating his presence behind those lady like appearance that have vibrating femine handsomeness.

Boy???: “Looks like a bountiful harvest is very good today, my expenses will be paid for 1 whole months, looks like the gods are watching over my growth, Master, I know you are watching me now from the heavens, are you? Your only sole disciple Rhei Zhure does his best to accomplish your wills and move to the righteous path you want me to walk on.”

The boy name Rhei Zhure is a young man who successfully undergo an intense and overbearing training of weaponmanship from his master, not only expertise in swords and other weaponry but also the way to handle battles and more, taught by his mysterious supreme expert master who died in in old age and found by him before, taking care of him till his masters last breath, and buried him in this vast forest and put a tombstone and altar of his beloved old master for memorable remembrance of his fate.

Right now, he use his “Horizon Perception” to scan his surroundings if there are more nearby beast victims lingers and can be added to his massive slaughter and results to none, he gave a hint of disappointment deep inside his mind as his face remain stoic and expressionless on the surface.

He start to collect the slaughtered bodies of these huge chunks of meat, bones and other innards of the fallen beast in his magical ring, leaving only the blood stains in the ground, he then look to his left and take a deep breath.

Focusing his energy to flow to his body, he leap in the air very high and start to jump over the branches of each trees as if he is one of the winds, some leaves flew away with him, giving a fresh and nature like effects to his back as he casually leap from branches to branches of this building size trees.

Within a few minutes, he arrive to his home, made of brick walls connected by mud, second flooring of the finest wood inside and strong and well tied straw roof, surrounded by fruit bearing trees, at the backyard, there is a plantation of vegetables and root crops, a terraces to be exact, not to wide nor narrow, sufficient to give and bear food for him for a half year.

Rhei summon again the monster’s chopped bodies and put it on the big cart pulled by strong and mighty Xyronasaur, a reptilian being large as an elephant, faster than the horse, stronger than a group of bulls, a man’s best friend herbivore in farm and transportation, it’s face might similar to a salamander with a thick lips and eyes like a chameleon.

Rhei: “Chenok, I’m back and we have a lot of work to do, my friend”

Rhei leaps on the back of Chenok and pat it’s scaly head size of a cart’s wheel, Chenok wiggles it heads as Rhei pats him, seems this big guy enjoy his owner comfort, it made a soft howl and start to pull the heavy cart with ease and without restraint, it moves at a moderate speed, moving to its destination as it passes the dusty road, Rhei start to cover the huge chunks of meat and others with a Lmara leaves similar to banana leaves.

The Lmara  leaves has a special preserving effect to every food and ingredients upon contact as it release a preserving scent that unable the anything to spoiled and rot, Rhei starts to drive and manage the cart as his cart tracking the road, in every sides nearby of his carriage, can be seen a wide plains of farm fields, whereas villagers here are starting to harvest their crops diligently.

Some farmers and villagers waves a hand to Rhei, and Rhei wave back to them, although he is not smiling, in the eyes of these people, they know Rhei is truly happy to see them deep inside of his expressionless shell, Rhei also garnered the eyes of every young village girls and boys, can’t even distinct if he was a young man or lady at all by his own pretty boy charm.

After a few hours of travel, he reach the city of D’kalia, tall buildings and houses, busy streets, people walking everywhere, noisy but lively, commoner children runs to the street, there are many food stalls, grocery shop, and more, at the side of the dark alley, beggars and peddlers mix in their tattered clothing inside their desolate trimmed homes.

Rhei remain stoic expressionless, regards to the civilization standards per culture of this unfair world, whereas rich people live in luxurious life and bath in riches of fortune, the commoners have a content and stable life and having no difficulties in either way, as for the poor people, they need to strive to live, be in good or evil ways, the instinct and nature to survive will always accompany their feeble and petty lives.

Rhei finally reach his destination, the wet market division, in here he will start to sell his meat stock to the stores to earn a sufficient money for a living, as his big cart carried by a strong and well trained Xyronasaur, some of the young ladies and young men of different standings in society who are present there can’t help to admire and adore the majestic entrance of Rhei.

Although his almost dead and emotionless expression appearance maybe a strange and unexpected, nevertheless in terms of his awesome aura vibrating, no one can ever knew if he was a cool as ice young man or cold as winter lady, no one can depict his appearance in first approach.

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As he step down from his large cart, he move to a familiar meat slaughter house, at the front of the door, a two masculine guard with a light set of  armor wearing, guarding their post to the highest security, one is tall why other is short, as they saw Rhei approaching them, they wave  and smiled and Rhei nods in response to their fair greeting.

The tall one signals the short one and the short one goes inside, Rhei just stood in front of tall man as he wait for the moment, the tall man chuckles and can’t help stare to Rhei’s charming appearance.

Tall Man???: “Princess, you came again, ahahaha! You’ve never change, if your just a girl, I won’t mind to lick your creamy legs,heheheh~.”

But Rhei remain expressionless as if it didn’t listen to his chatter and tease, for a few seconds he speak in soft tone.

Rhei: “Is that so,,, humorous.”

Small words coming from his delicate lips yet indicate as a full reply to the tall guard, even make Rhei to make a forced smile, after that, they made a few chatter regards to his numerous catch in the forest, after a few moments of waiting, the short one arrives with a numerous muscular big men, Rhei signals these bulky men to follow him, Rhei moves to his cart and start to remove the Lmara leaves and toss it to the front of Chenok.

Chenok drools and start to gnash with his thick lips the flesh of the leaves and in one go, chewing and biting without hesitation, the big guys start to carried the huge chunks of meat of this big cart, it was a heavy load-out of an hour, after the time pass, the slaughter house servant lady comes out of the slaughter house and gave the appropriate payment to Rhei, which the latter accept and start to drive gain his big cart back home.

The wet market is still lively as ever since the hour he stayed here to sell his meat products, it was heated morning then, as he bypass the road again along with other carts and carriages, he saw from afar a huge wave of young children that seems at his age in appearance, both of them are hurriedly going to the direction where he has destined off to across, just to pass the other road connecting channel.

Both of these young people are giggling and exchanging conversation to one another, these young lads and ladies are enrolling to the D’Kalia’s prestigious school, the Ckromeia School, a magic and martial arts school, many people from different status ranging from poorest to richest to enrol here and become a Divine Curator, a powerful fighters that significance the strength, power, name and fortune of society.

In this world, you need power to grasp fortune and fame, without strength and might, you are nothing but an empty dust in the air, whereas strong preys on the weak, the rich people make the poor people their stepping stones and force them to lick the soles of their shoes.

After a few moments of slow movement of carriages, a black silhouette jups in and appears at his cart and throw three deadly knives at Rhei, Rhei remain sitting even he felt the presence at his back, as the time slowed and the knives are reaching his back, targeting his two lungs and his spines.

With a flash, Rhei unsheathed his long blade at his side, faster than the sound and light, slashes lines can be seen in an instant and passing through the knives, within a millisecond, the once deadly knives falls into metal pieces that impossible to reconnect by any expert smith, some of the young people who witness the ambushed was in total shocked and marvel, even the few of them made an amazed expression and dropped jaw.

The black figure rushes without hesitation at all, even though it’s deadly ambush attack failed, it’s resolve emits never waver, Rhei, although not looking to his back, made a sinister smile and then jump high in absolute speed, when he about to land, he poured a raw energy and smash his blade to his own cart, making a miniature explosion of dust and dirt to the side of the road.

Chenok, who is being strapped to the cart straps and pulling mechanism, was then freed after Rhei downfall smash, this big guy runs away to the direction which he should go with Rhei, leaving the scene without worries as if nothing happen at all, such well trained Xyronasaur who know it's own way out to go home to it's owner house.

The black figure escaped and blink on the roof, as it gazes lock on the explosion area, but suddenly he felt a murderous intent at his back and summon his scimitar in his right hand tom block an impending slash, as the two metals clash, an huge clang can be heard in the roof, sparks of the intense heat of metal gritted to each other, the black figure was pushed back by the all might attack of Rhei.

Rhei: “Re, it’s been awhile”

Rhei greeted the black figure cloaked in black, the black figure withdraw its scimitar and remove it’s cloak, reveal a young man with red short hair and a pair of clear waters eyes, with chiselled cheeks, pointy nose and tender lips in his face, he dressed in typical assassin jumpsuit with his two scimitar strapped at his back and a scroll strapped at his lower back, wearing a black boots, this is Re Margo.

Margo clan of assassins and shrine maidens and priest, keeper of shrine temples, bounty hunters and tasked assassin in scouting enemy areas, according to the records, the origin of Margo Clan is coming from a injured assassin from blood age war who is being nurse by a soft and pretty shrine maiden, these two become couples and remain steady in their career and jobs.

Descendants can be an assassin or shrine maiden/priest without restriction, and based on their aptitudes and awareness, this clan is well known in the whole continent of Jumargaha by its untainted records of assassination and long tracked killing history by numerous enemy experts from different parts of the continent, their assassination is truly skilled in perfection, various dangerous methods that can indicate of flawless killing.

Ranges from poison to silent killing, some of the killing traits mistakenly appeared as an accident, such clan exist in this world, who will dare to be impudent to challenge the clan members, they simply begging to be killed on the spot, as for Rhei, the clan is a small matter to him, how this tiny bit clan of assassind can compare to the power of his deceased master, it’s like a comparison of heaven and dirt at all.

Rhei remain poker face while waiting for Re to respond on his fair greeting as the two stands at the roof of a building, both of their eyes locked to each other, both of their weapons are withdraw to their respective places, the wind blows to their direction, making their hair and some part of their clothes to fluttered in the wind breeze, a moment of silence and calm after the storm situation.

Re: “Brother,,, yes it’s been a while, since three years your gone from your recent home.”

Rhei: “Where is brother Cychia and brother Rumfa?”

Re: “They are waiting for us in the Ckromeia School, brother Rhei.”

Rhei: “I’m sorry for leaving you guys without any notice, forgive this brother utter foolishness.”

Re: “That’s not important right now, let bygones be bygones, brother Rhei, we are waiting for your return.”

Rhei: “Yes, I’m home,,, brothers.”

Then the silhouette of Rhei and Re are starting to jump from roof to roofs of home, ignoring the damages of their clash on the road and both of them are proceeding to their destination, the Ckromeia School, and in here, the story of Rhei Zhure begins.