FANTASY LEGENDS: RISE OF THE CHAMPIONS

Prologue

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        Tokyo, Japan

         Hakai Nikai, West Coast.

         Sunkayo City, Year 2025:

       

        We once lived in a world were Kaijus never existed.

   A word that didn't need champions, saviours, heroes. It never needed them.

  A world were there was just peace and harmony. Of cause not that kind of peace and harmony you might be expecting but yes, it was less of the disaster it currently in now.

 Before I became one of the archangels, I was just a boy like you. A teenager with big dreams and high hopes of making it in life. But I was a joke to everyone.

 I didn't go by the name Yukito but Roy Kamado.

 Everyone looked down on me.  

 Every single damn time! 

 I was the one to always get picked on. Beating up to a pulp and get trashed in a waste bin in any of the alleys around.

 I couldn't fight back, I never owned the courage, I was just a coward who couldn't fight for himself ...or his own rights.

 My mum owned a small retail shop and my father, he was a bus driver. The two strived to feed me three square meals per day. 

 I also tried to hustle with them.

 But they always ended up depriving me of my right of helping them. Because I was only ten years old. Everything was so bizarre, watching my parents hustle just to give me a better life.

 My uncles and aunts , relatives... abandoned us. 

 I never understood why untill I overheard a conversation between my parents, a conversation that brought me deeper into light. 

 "I'm begining think we should get divorced.", My father's eyes vanished from the newspaper he was reading immediately he heard my mother's abrupt suggestion. "We should just go our separate ways. I will take Yen and our upcoming baby girl faraway from here"

 "What are you saying? Why would bring up such matter?" My father interjected.

 "Dear.", She paced over to where he was sitting in the living room and joined him. "You should know how wealthy your relatives are... your grandfather wealth, you have equal share in it and you can only have it if you forget about me."

 "Are you crazy! Aya! what wrong with you?"

 "Nothing is wrong with me. You just have to forget about me , so you can live a life better than this. You have to listen to me. Once I and Roy leave , you will go straight---"

 "Enough. We aren't doing any of that. What has gotten into you? It must be the pregnancy, it driving you crazy!. Right?!"

 My mother, Aya Kamado was pregnant , I had suspected about two months ago but I doubted it... but now, i am shocked to have apprehend this.

 They didn't even bother to tell me their elder son about it. Why? wasn't I a part of the family? so many questions I asked myself In the great darkness of my room that was gifted by the darkest night.

 "This pregnancy has nothing to do with my thoughts, it just a personal opinion that I believe would do you good. You deserve to be where you belong, which isn't here."

 My father, Ryuu Kamado. Hailed from a rich family so far I have heard from their secretive conversation. A prince with equal share in the inheritance my grand father left behind for them before he embarked on a journey of no return. 

 Now, my father, also left behind his inheritance for the happiness of my mother after his own siblings defamed her of characters she doesn't possess.

 When I was a baby boy, at least 5 years old I could vividly remember all the plots that were laced against me and my mother. 

 It a miracle we're alive today... and it all ended when my father left the property for them and came to stay with us, after rejecting a proposal from one of the richest family next to the Kamados.

 But my father ended up making more enemies for himself. His own bloods and the family he rejected hated him. 

 It was either one of his relatives wanted him dead so he could have my father's equal share or one of his relatives and other family would do everything in their power to have my mum and I killed so he would come running back to their daughter.

 But no. My dad flee immediately with the two of us when he got the chance.

  That time, we weren't in Sunkayo City... we were in Opack Region. We left and never looked back and came here for a better life which we never got. Even has a family here, nothing was easy.

 "I am not leaving you , Roy and my unborn child for some thing meaningless. You three and the only ones that matter me. That wealth over there, matters not to me."

 I could see the tears in my mum's eyes. 

 I could feel her pain.

 I could place myself in my shoes and crave to be free... because no one would want to see their better half suffer. 

 But where do I stand in all this? kept in the dark for so long only to uncover the truth on my own. 

 Everytime I recall this moment, I am forced to rethink my steps, am I even their actual son? if I was they wouldn't have hidden this from me.

 They would have told me everything I needed to know right from the start.

 They hugged with my mother crying out. 

  But whatever they did to me buy putting me in the dark... was wrong!.

 It something I refuse take in as what can be done on normal terms! I bloody disagree.

  So one night, I left home. And traveled back to Opack Region. With only one mission... to pass back the pain the Kamados and the Oyamadas caused my parents.

 One way or the other, I was gonna get my revenge!

 Bloods gonna stain my once pure hands and I will be marked wanted if I ama ever unraveled.

  Look, Eren... I was consumed by rage and my thirst for their blood. You consider me to be among the race of the most powerful species in existence but it a pain to tell you I am not what you presume.

 "Then what are you?"

 Something I am not entirely sure of myself.

 Because, I see myself, as the devil's herald. I'd murdered every single one of the Kamados. 

 In less that ten minutes, I had their dead bodies littered over their living room. I had them spread them, separating parts of their body from the other.

 Maliciously giving them a befiting death they deserve. I had all this done in front of their children. Children who pretty much older then me. In their minds they would wonder...

 

 How would a ten year old have done this one his own? 

 It wasn't logical.

 Was I even ten? 

 Was I even a kid?

 Was I even human?

 No... I don't think I was any of these, Eren. I think I was much more than I bargained for.

 Then, I face their children. 

 What I did , was inhuman! 

  I burnt them alive.

 "What?!"

 Never the less, I didn't regret a thing. The mansion died down into the abyss with blood of bast*rds littered In it and the ascending cloud of fine particles in a spot I had tied down their kids an burnt ’em.

  I left and hunted the Oyamadas. I was in luck, they were all planning to leave in their family bus. Getting prepared for their vacation after ruining my life! 

 I hijacked the passenger and became their new bus driver.

 They weren't aware, they all just got in and we were on the move. Taking them to their preferred destination.

 Only to end their lives in one nasty run, I had flee out of the bus and left them to drive of a cliff... Easing the pain that they inflicted on me.

 "What then?"

 That I didn't know. I had satisfy my rage, my thirst... but still, i felt unrest. 

 There I sat at the cliff, watching sun sun settle while mother moon and infinite span of star children took over the dark sky.

 Down from the abyss of he dead , I heard a voice... he voice of my omega.

   //

 " Roy Kamado,  You have no place in any of the seven heavens above you nor the seven hells!.. you've done something that warrants your death. For your actions as only forged a place for you in the valley of death and no where else. Death alone will claim you. Even I the king of hell won't be able to save you."

 "Then why are you here?", I felt so brave and courageous at this point that I saw myself rapping with the devil. ",Why are you warning me, if death decides to claim me... so be it!. I care less."

  "I am not warning you... I am here to give you an option. One where you would claim the existence of the archangel who fell from his grace into my hands. I am giving you a chance to claim his existence and become one of the fallens."

 "You said you couldn't save me"

 "But this is the only way, the only way which you get to live a life free of worries. Command an army of archdemons and conquer worlds without fear!"

   //

 From that moment, I knew this was an opportunity to have power. Power that shouldn't be ignored! I agreed and my status elated without hesitation.

 The status of a human ceased, I felt no humanity in me but he power of a being who had transcended his status and limitations with greater potentials at his disposal.

 I wasn't an archangel nor demon, I was just a highly transcendent being with link to the fallens power. Making me immeasurably powerful. Nothing could stop me except my creator...

 I worked under he devil as an angel. Claiming souls of the unforgiving. Giving them the punishment they deserve. One by one , I had cleaned the sins that occupied the earth...

 And while doing that, something else was happening.

 A magician who was busy performing an entertainment for the locals was raided by the police. Taking into custody and accused for practicing magic on the streets. He was beaten up badly, I was unable to do anything but watch him as I couldn't intervene in such matters.

 I discovered he was released after a month on making him bleed to near death.

 He had vowed to get his revenge. The Magician; Dante Alphonse, is a man of his words and will never go back on them. All he had ever done was use perform for the entertainment of people and as well for his own daily Income.

  Now, it was time for payback. He had dug deep into his forefathers ancestry. He rummage their old house till he found something... something that could not be defined man but God!

 He had no idea what he was holding. I tried to stop him but I was too late. He had fixed the parts before I arrived and read the words that were written on it.

 Words that brought the ancestral piece to life, thereby... unleashing the Kaijus!. 

 Monsters from another world, they were mindless but undeniably powerful. They didn't harm Dante, instead... they worshiped him! 

 Filled with pride and a devastating ego, he commanded the army of Kaijus to destroy Sunkayo and everyone inhabiting it.

 I was unable to affair. My maker didn't give me the space to. I was in horror when I saw the terror Dante brought with him. Before I knew it, he was attacking the globe head on by devouring powerful Kaijus. Becoming much more stronger than regular Kaijus.

 I then decided to build a legion... a legion of champions , my champions... Champions Of Yukito... it was then I changed my name from Roy to Yukito.

 My champions were my only hope of ending this reign of Dante. Eren Satoru , Yuri Ullssus , Elric Yendavu and many more of champions sacrificed their existence in other to stop Dante.

 Whatever they did cost their lives, scattering the pieces into different parts of the universe, not to ever be seen again. Dante died but his body vanished. 

 A lot of things happened , the aftermath made me prepare for the next possible invasion that would come , which happened recently... forcing my hands to do what I did. Reincarnating dead souls with strong will to withstand the power of the champions of Yukito!.

 "Oh... So where do you think Dante is?"

 Wherever he is , I know he's out there. Because those pieces can't arrange themselves. Someone must have arranged and only Dante is capable of doing that.

 "Could be a descendant of his ..."

 " The power those pieces have can destroy the universe, There are more hidden powers within the ancestral orb... powers so devastating that they rival the abilities I posses... I can only imagine what will happen when the user reaches his full potential , Eren... there will be war... Chaos will be reborn and I will need you to be ready... find the remaining champions! and prepare yourself for Ragnarok!. "

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 Note, this work is just a piece of fiction. Any name, character, stories and events are fictional and constructed by the author.