Kiroshuku Hakure was heading back to the West. He was fatigued in the midst of the forest and could scarcely move, but he was determined to keep on. Both his back and his head hurt. His heart and lungs were also bothering him, and his legs and arms were tired. It was like a five hundred kilogram lead dragging him down all over his body. His sheathe held his snapped sword. Blood was trickling from the side of his forehead. He abruptly came to a halt while reaching for a massive tree with his right hand in his right. He coughed out blood while kneeling on the ground. He closed his eyes for a second before opening them and feeling a sharp ache that caused him to kneel even farther to the ground. He spits out blood as his face turns red and slowly the pain starts to go away. He took a deep breath and he stood strong. He widened his eyes as he walked slowly on the grassy path. He cleared his throat as he clutched his left fist and stopped touching the tree with his right hand.Suddenly,
Fukeshin Gakure was snoring while leaning on a colored aquamarine tree. His presence couldn't be sensed. There was another swordsman on the floating island to his far left staring at him. The unknown swordsman appeared to be a human and tired. His eyes were black and he has a mask and long hair and a beard. Suddenly he vanished from where he was standing and appeared in front of Fukeshin Gakure standing. His eyes widened when he sees that he was still breathing and he was just sleeping. That made him smile and tears started coming down his cheeks as he took a step back. That made some noise and it woke up Fukeshin making him draw his sword with his right hand but suddenly the unknown swordsman in front of him raised his left hand to show his palm and shake his head left and right. That made Fukeshin stop drawing his sword as he glanced at him with his eyes widened. "Who are you? You look old... How did you get here?" He asked curious with his eyes widened. He slowly stands as he
A captivating scene unfolded before them as the group of skilled swordsmen and swordswomen made their way through the dense forest of the north. Their eyes gaze at their surroundings, taking in every detail of the unfathomable landscape. Through the dense foliage, they maneuvered around a bush and a towering tree that reached towards the sky. But something caught their attention, a figure lurking in the shadows, silently following their every move. Intrigue filled the air as the adventurers tightened their grip on their katanas, ready for whatever lay ahead. Their attire was anything but ordinary. Beyond the traditional kimono, they donned fashionable coats and enigmatic masks. Each mask bore a distinctive number, revealing their rank and prowess. The leader, Agatsuma Hit, proudly wore the number 1, marking him as the forefront of courage and skill. Hashibira Kosuke, the daring second-in-command, sported the striking number 2 mask, showcasing his unwavering loyalty. Katrina, the eni
He makes his way to the head's room. He was standing near the front door about to enter the room when the man in the middle of the two suddenly stood up in the distance in front of a round table. The unknown swordsman standing behind the door was unaware of Agatsuma Hit's presence. He walks in as the heads turn to look at him. There were four people in the room, plus two unknown shadow guard swordsmen hiding in the shadows. It was a large room that could fit at least a hundred people. There were two bookshelves next to the windows on the left and right sides of the room. An open window is visible behind the unknown man in the distance. There are also couches near the windows. "We expected a messenger swordsman to arrive in our village, but we guess not... Get out of here if it's not important, or say it and just leave," the man who stood up said. "Hmm! Still no shame! I thought you'd changed yourself Warui Rou one of the heads!" he snarled as he stormed into the room and came to a h
Kiroshuku stands menacingly as the unknown swordswoman tosses an unknown person's head to the side. She comes to a halt and takes a menacing stance. She smiles at him while pointing her blade menacingly. "We meet again, I cut his head off, want to know why? Master Kiroshuku? It's so sad that every student you have died left and right," she said menacingly as she saw him furious. "I'm not running this time!" he said solemnly, pointing his blade down. He suddenly realized it was the same swordswoman who had blown up earlier. "Can she provide clones on her own? Unbelievable! The Gakures are known to be the only ones who can do it because their bloodlines are unimaginable, from being a normal kid to becoming a legend, or even above it... But there are only a couple of Gakure's left on this world and they need to be protected," Kiroshuku thought as he stepped on his right foot and vanished. He appeared behind her and was about to swing down her blade when a massive violet barrier wall a
Fudo Toka was standing on Kiroshuku's right as he approached a three-story residence. The sun was shining brilliantly up in the sky, and the sound of birds chirping could still be heard. She was holding her teddy bear and hugging it tightly with her right hand, while her left hand was holding Kiroshuku's right hand and she stared at the front gate in front of her. "Is he not here? Come on! I tho—" he interrupted himself as he noticed the door to the house open in the distance. He notices a swordsman walking out of the house and his eyes widen as he recognizes Kiroshuku. "Kiroshuku! I didn't sense you sorry! I thought you'd arrive later!" the unknown man exclaimed as he dashed to the gate and opened it. "Your coat, what happened?" he asked, opening the gate and stepping aside to make room for them both. They walk through the grass and along a stone-patterned path to his house. "The unknown that I fought didn't even faze her, she's completely on another level, but it appears that I
Kiroshuku was walking toward Fudo Toka as he noticed her smiling and laughing while playing with her teddy bear. She was content alone as he turned around and heard thunderclaps in the skies. "A perfect day for an ambush or a war, thunderstorm," he reflected as he returned his gaze to Fudo Toka, who was now staring at him. "Fudo, you'll keep this sword of mine, later on, I remember you using it at the age of 4, now you're 12 you can do it! I'll find someone's sword and hold it! But for now, I'll hold it, we're evacuating!" he said as Fudo Toka let go of her teddy bear and hugged him, and the ground beneath them began to shake. "They're here!" he exclaimed, shocked, as Fudo Toka let go of him. He carries him with both hands and then leaps into the air while carrying her. She holds tightly of her teddy bear with her left hand. Suddenly, they can now see half of the village. She feels claustrophobic as she looks down. She closes her eyes and hugs her teddy bear, and Kiroshuku clutch
"I'm shivering? What is this? Who is he? I'm shivering because of fear and I can't move! Is this a technique...? No, this is an Aura that made me stop moving!" he thought as he looked around and saw the Red Dark Shira Swordsman standing menacingly on a warp portal with a demon aura around him. "You! You defeated my soldier, you seemed not powerful huh! I can't believe such a human is born with great talented power like swordsmanship," the unknown menacingly remarked in a gloomy voice. "Who are you? What do you want?" he said, standing on his ground, his entire body shivering. Similarly, his hands and the wind that surrounding him were blown away a second ago. "What do I want? And who am I? Well, I'm just a man named Red... And all I want is to destroy this village at any cost," he replied as the warp portal he was standing on abruptly closed and he fell gently to the ground. He notices himself stepping on grass. "Destroy this village at all costs? And what kind of benefits are
Fukeshin Gakure was snoring while leaning on a colored aquamarine tree. His presence couldn't be sensed. There was another swordsman on the floating island to his far left staring at him. The unknown swordsman appeared to be a human and tired. His eyes were black and he has a mask and long hair and a beard. Suddenly he vanished from where he was standing and appeared in front of Fukeshin Gakure standing. His eyes widened when he sees that he was still breathing and he was just sleeping. That made him smile and tears started coming down his cheeks as he took a step back. That made some noise and it woke up Fukeshin making him draw his sword with his right hand but suddenly the unknown swordsman in front of him raised his left hand to show his palm and shake his head left and right. That made Fukeshin stop drawing his sword as he glanced at him with his eyes widened. "Who are you? You look old... How did you get here?" He asked curious with his eyes widened. He slowly stands as he
Kiroshuku Hakure was heading back to the West. He was fatigued in the midst of the forest and could scarcely move, but he was determined to keep on. Both his back and his head hurt. His heart and lungs were also bothering him, and his legs and arms were tired. It was like a five hundred kilogram lead dragging him down all over his body. His sheathe held his snapped sword. Blood was trickling from the side of his forehead. He abruptly came to a halt while reaching for a massive tree with his right hand in his right. He coughed out blood while kneeling on the ground. He closed his eyes for a second before opening them and feeling a sharp ache that caused him to kneel even farther to the ground. He spits out blood as his face turns red and slowly the pain starts to go away. He took a deep breath and he stood strong. He widened his eyes as he walked slowly on the grassy path. He cleared his throat as he clutched his left fist and stopped touching the tree with his right hand.Suddenly,
ÆKenki and ÆKatsuki had arrived home safely. They were swaying as they approached the east's entrance gate. Katsuki continued to grasp his blade in his right hand. His body was covered in blood, and he appeared to be unconscious but still walking. Kenki behind him was struggling to move forward. He, like Katsuki, was unconscious yet nevertheless managed to walk. A few soldiers noticed them but couldn't recognize them because of the blood on their faces. Their upper body kimono was ripped to shreds, and their mask was missing. ÆKenki's sword blade was broken. One of the troops instantly recognized them and sent a stretcher with a few men to treat them. ÆKenki and ÆKatsuki both collapse to the ground, motionless and now entirely comatose, as soon as they sense them.They were both in critical condition and could die if not treated quickly. The sun was shining brightly, and birds were chirping in the dark forest to the east. The pleasant breeze caused the tree's leaves to dance.Shimod
The room was deafeningly quiet. Blue sat down in his chair, depressed. The two unknown swordsmen were equally anxious about Domei and Blue. They both stared at Kingston, who was equally mute. After a few minutes, he stands and turns around, approaching the door with the intention of departing early. He stretches his neck and prepares to leave the room without smiling or saying farewell. The swordsman in front of the door moved aside to make way for him. Toka suddenly sat up in her chair, drawing the attention of the two swordsmen. Kingston turned around to look at her after hearing her chair. He notices her glancing out a window to the left. A abrupt shake on the ground caused Blue get out of his chair.The unexpected shake lasted only a few seconds. Blue casts a peek at the two unknown swordsmen in the corner and at the door, where he notices three people looking at Toka on his side. When he turns to his right to look at Toka, he notices that both of her eyes are glowing. Blue's e
Fudo, Blue, and Domei arrived in the west a few hours ago. Domei was severely injured and unconscious on Blue's shoulder. Fudo Toka sobbed beside him as an army assisted them in carrying Domei to the nearest hospital in the nation at the time. They were on Domei's side at the time, waiting for him to wake up. Fudo Toka was crying on her chair, but Blue was comfortably holding her. That made her feel better, but she couldn't stop crying. Domei was unconscious in the bed in front of them. The medics had already treated him in the same way that the healing sorcerers had. He was supposed to wake up in the following few hours, but he hasn't. They could see him still breathing, but Blue recalls Domei being hit in the right arm and having it crushed. He wonders if it can possibly repair itself and allow him to move again."B-Blue... Will he be alright?" She asked in a terrified voice while crying. She was hugging him tightly. It appeared that she didn't have her teddy bear at her side. Blu
"Kage Rigakure, our only problem here is those Dark Mobs. The ones who remain are powerful and can't be defeated easily. In your state, you are lowered down to a normal swordsman level. Major fatigue in both arms and legs, could barely stand and trembling, have a few broken bones and the loss of blood, it's worsening for you," an unknown Hashira said to him as he took a deep breath and sighs. He glanced in the far distance and saw two legends behind the mask standing menacingly. The giant monster was on their far left, charging towards unknown Hashiras. The gigantic monster was destroying the ground with his weapon and foot. He saw Hirashiki WeraGakure, who was losing blood and worried with a struggling swordsman alongside him. They were both holding their swords in their right hands in the distance, in front of the Dark King, who was accompanied by five additional subordinates. "Hirashiki WeraGakure! We face again! This is kinda exhausting. Looked at the sky! It's daylight and you
The legends behind the mask were all wounded on the battlefield. Almost all of the forces of the Dark King were wiped out. Only a thousand remain, yet there are only three Shira's that were dead. A few of them were guarded by fellow Shiras and some of them were unconscious on the ground. They were in a cleared area near the massive ravine. The Dark King appeared to be injured, and part of his arm did not recover. Kuro was nowhere to be found, while Kage Rigakure was unconscious on the ground. The Dark Legend was likewise nowhere to be found, except for his eagle, which was perched on top of a gigantic vine of a giant tree to their right. He was also seeking for the Dark Legend, who had gone missing in the previous hours. It was near afternoon and all of them came to a halt to look at each other. Everywhere they looked, it was destroyed and all of the swordsmans were holding their swords in their right hand. Suddenly, the Dark King began laughing as the giant portal behind them rema
After meeting at the demolished Capital building of the Ganko Village, which is thrown outside, Kenki, Shuzi, and Nurui Fakure, the shadow guard swordsmen, have a brief conversation. They ended their conversation and decided to return to the Village.Kenki cleared his throat as he started running. He came to a halt as soon as he noticed Nurui Fakure approaching her. He kneeled in front of her, and she hopped up behind his back. Kenki made an expressionless face, and Shuzi did the same behind the mask. The two of them began running and entering the forest, heading for the Ganko Village. It was far from them making them both fasten their feet. They sprint by massive trees on both sides. They were sprinting on grass when Shuzi noticed the big branches above her and the green foliage, as well as the blue sky and orange light. She cleared her throat as she felt peace for a moment."Hey, Kenki. I'd like to ask, what happened to the village now? I haven't been back in a while, I'm sure it'
Kenki was sprinting through the forest on a grassy path, gazing around. As he looks around, he notices blood in the trunks of the massive trees around him. He can also smell blood as he looks out into the distance and sees obliterated land. In the distance, he could also see destroyed big trees. Some of it was on the ground, and half of it had been ruined and cut. That caused his eyes to widen as he dashed passed a dead swordsman on his left. That caused him to come to a halt as he turned to his left to see the unknown swordsman leaning against the massive tree and sitting motionless on the ground."A swordsman all the way here?! What?!" Kenki exclaimed angrily. As he got closer to the dead swordsman on the ground. He discovered the swordsman had been torn in two. He was one of the region's exceptional swordsmen who appeared to be dead and unlucky. He notices his split-in-half sword in his side. Kenki's eyes widened as he averted his gaze. As soon as he looked away, he noticed a pic