The Journey begins...

As the dust would settle from the battle that would have just transpired it would seemingly be only a man in the distance standing alone as a soul tear would slowly being to roll down his cheek, truly what could the man be crying for was the question at hand… However, as the sun would yet again begin to arise showing the carnage and disarray that would have covered the battlefield it truly would have been clear to the man or any other living specters, it was the crimson soaked sands, the rust blades that reeked of failed experience and wasted potential. The shredded bodies that lay beneath the sands that had blown over them and the smile upon the faces of those seemingly sent to a better lands would strike a sense of dissatisfaction and hatred within the soul of their vanquisher…. As he would stand upon the sandy hill of his battlefield known as the Gate of Babylon, this is a wasteland of potential were the victims from challenging a king of heroes get to finally realize their dreams of becoming part of something greater than themselves and truly earn a barrel fitting someone that would take the sin upon themselves of challenge the man that has walked this earth since the dawn of time. As his dreamland would slowly begin to fade away with the carnage and as his blades would once more turn into the wonderful blue particles known as Ethernano he would swiftly wipe the tear that had been rolling down his cheek as he would begin to look within the sky as it faded from a clockwork setting into that of the beautiful sunrise as it would being to peak over the mountain ranges within the lands of Desierto, with the beauty of the crisp autumn air once again filling his lungs, and the scenery of the fluffy white clouds that would make Eiyū think that with every seemingly distasteful and impure act there would always be salvation and purity for the entities that would have participated within the opening of Babylon’s gates once more…

However, as he would have begun to drift into thought of what truly would have persuaded the man to go down this gray and narrow path in order to keep the peace or rather order he wishes the world to see… It would have all started once day when he was a young boy among these lands as his father would have taken him and his brother to overlook the lands as to which they would be the keepers of order and chaos all in the same, and as they would have looked over the terrain that they would now dwell within his father would have asked him a question that would have pushed him to take the mantel of protecting the order of this world:



As those words would echo throughout the man’s mind it would have seemingly been a chose so easy for him to make, he would become a keeper of order and the protector of the flame that his father would have left with him within that moment… However, the sad truth of this matter is that he never truly was left with anything but the support of his brother to push him through this world as their father would have disappeared a phantom never to be seen or heard of again…

Therefore, as he would begin to slowly snap back into reality, it would have been too late for the man to realize that he would have missed one of the forsaken that would have approached him within the name of calling themselves “heroes” with a face of not fear nor acknowledgement he would have watched as the mage would have seemingly sent his last attack on the man, it would have been rather weak and timid for that of a heroes falling actions however, it would have carried enough weight within it to yet again make Eiyū think of what he was doing and that he would never lose sight of his mission of maintaining order for truly it was men and women like that he would have wished to meet and shape the minds of, therefore, as the air bullet of nothing higher than B rank perhaps would come striving toward him he would not simply dodge or attempt to parry it as he normally would but rather he would have showed the man something that no other “hero” had forced his hand into using and that would have been his vector redirection…  

With this however, it would have been rather simply for the man to redirect the attack zooming back at the man however, placing it instead of aiming for death a few centimeters to the left of his neck only slightly grazing it as it would have been enough for the man in front of him to be terrified into submission… Or at least that is how most men and women would have crumbled with their last ditch effort thrown seemingly back in their face with the grace of mercy placed upon them, but no instead this man that had been kneeling within the battlefield before him merely ten meters away would kneel not as though a peasant before a king but rather and knight before his commander asking for an honorable death by their hands… This act would have been something not truly overlooked by the man known as the king of heroes and instead would have inspired him to do something he would not have been credit or membrane for doing, as he would have cast his most powerful blade into creation with a name lost to that of the god’s only being called E.N.D when in the hands of Eiyū he would have slowly begun approaching the man before him that would have shown great grace, acceptance, and humility as he would have reached a three meter distance between the two he would have raised his sword in hand as if going to finish the job with no remorse of mercy and instead would begin to say his favorite quote to the man as his blade would have swiftly begun coming down in a vertical line:


However, at the very last moment as he could feel the burning aura from the blade seemingly connect with that of the boys armor he would halt his attack and would look within the courageous eyes of the man that would possibly come forth on this day…

“I have but a few mere questions for you boy, when you grow up would you be the savior of the broken, the beaten, and the damned? Will you defeated them, your demons and all none believers, and the plans that they have made?”

As he would have paused in anticipation for the answer of the boy kneeling before him it would have come at a great shock the words that he would have spoken to the man in a whisper as the gentle breeze would have pushed aside the snow white hair from within the face of Eiyū revealing his crimson red eyes looking deep within the soul of the man before him and a smirk upon his face that could have easily been confused with that of a man who just successfully convinced another warrior to make a pact with the devil himself…

“I shall never become a slave to the demons nor the none believers that doubt my power and I shall never succumb to the plans they have made, for I shall be known as a hero in legend and nothing shall stop me from achieving that goal…”

With this words echoing through the air Eiyū, couldn’t contain the excitement that would have been bubbling within him, therefore, he would simply let E.N.D disappear into a realm of its own as the particles would have graced the now fully risen sun, as the shadow of the man standing in front of him would have seemingly extended for an endless distance only one phrase could come out of his mouth in response to that of the boy kneeling before him on the ground…

“You are correct for you shall carry on, though you are broken and defeated now tomorrow carries a destiny for you in which no one can understand… Now join me in creating a world that heroes can strive toward whatever goals they wish, Join Rusty Hearts… The guild that shall lead them all…”

With these words it would only take moments before the once fallen warrior would grasp Eiyū hand and allow the man to pick him up draping him over his shoulder as he would have found yet another comrade for the organization that he and his brother would have been attempting to create…. Yet another comrade to maintain the order while creating the chaos that drives us all into a yet untold land of power, intellect, and dreams….

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