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A gloomy silence atmosphere could be felt. It filled the lifeless room of one of the heads of the east as if darkness, sadness, and failure filled the room alone. He sat alone on a chair in front of a round table while holding papers of classified swordsmen under his list in his hands. He looked at these papers one-by-one.More papers were on his table till he heard a knock on the door and it opened. He put the papers underneath the table where there were multiple layers of small cabinets. He left a single paper on top of the round table and began reading it in silence. The unknown who walked in, reached the round table, stood tall, and awaited for his words."I— I have no choice, but to uh, task you on a dangerous mission, young one. Be careful out there," he murmured worriedly, handing him the paper, which he promptly took. He was afraid as darkness filled the room, until it suddenly began to rain outside, accompanied by a cool air blowing in from the window toward them."You've sent
As Shimodo Rou savored his coffee, the weight of the mission he entrusted to Gakushin Gakure and Shikari Gakure lingered in his thoughts. Alone in his head office, the room pulsated with an atmosphere woven with curiosity, fear, and hope. The solemnity and confusion were palpable, mingling with the aroma of the brewing coffee. The success of the mission rested heavily on the shoulders of these two skilled swordsmen. Amidst the rubble, Gakushin Gakure's eyes widened at the sight of a colossal crate that had obliterated a significant portion of the forest. Coughing, he tightened his grip on his sword, a lone figure in the aftermath of a mysterious and destructive event. The absence of Shikari heightened the tension, leaving Gakushin to grapple with the unknown and the unfolding chaos. Gakushin Gakure thought furiously, "What the hell happened here?" He turned around, scanning the dark forest. In the middle of the night, he couldn't sense Shikari's presence. Suddenly, a scythe emerged f
"You're alive? I thought you were gonna die, but you're still breathing," he remarked, approaching Shikari menacingly. Glaring at him, his earlier smile vanished, replaced by a stern expression as he noticed Shikari's eyes beginning to open. "You ba-bastard!" Shikari whispered, blood dripping from the side of his mouth. His hands and legs rendered numb, he lay in a vulnerable state, the toll of the battle evident in his weakened condition. "My apologies for taking you down that early. I didn't know you had the shadow demon mask. I know you're strong, and you're just hiding your true color. Now, do you mind showing me that again? The demon mask?" he asked menacingly as Shikari grunted in pain. Surveying his surroundings, Shikari was puzzled to find himself in an obscure dimension, with the pitch-black sky devoid of stars and clouds. "Who the hell do you think you are? My boss?" Shikari retorted, taunting his adversary. The Deity chuckled at the response, turning around to survey the
A man retrieved his sword from the wall with his right hand and simultaneously reached for his coat on the opposite side. Securing the sword on his left waist, fastened to his belt, he donned the coat, concealing an ancient black kimono beneath.Exiting his dwelling, he paused just beyond the front door, eyes locked on the cerulean sky and the sun. A sigh escaped, a fleeting moment of reflection, before he raised his right hand. Suddenly, a vibrant red mask materialized, covering his face as his eyes shifted from brown to an ominous red. With a breath, he vanished into the unseen.Minutes later, he materialized within the heart of the Capital, navigating through guards who cast suspicious glares his way. Undeterred, he strode towards a room, the gazes of the sentinels unable to pierce his enigmatic purpose. Opening the door, he was met by an unfamiliar face."Welcome, welcome! I'm Kingston, the head of the West Nation! Just in case you've forgotten my name after all these years!" King
Gakushin Gakure jolts awake in a world swallowed by darkness, an oppressive atmosphere of despair, hope, and tension pressing in. As he sits up, a wave of sadness washes over him, the obsidian surroundings playing tricks on his senses. In the dim shadows, he inspects his hands and feet, confirming his existence, yet a shroud of confusion cloaks him. The air crackles with an enigmatic energy. He rose with a calm presence, half-convinced that the engulfing darkness was a mere dream. His gaze returned to his hands, now radiating a luminous white glow. Clearing his throat, he shifted his attention to the mysterious expanse stretching before him. The air buzzed with an otherworldly energy. He rose with a calm presence, half-convinced that the engulfing darkness was a mere dream. His gaze returned to his hands, now radiating a luminous white glow. Clearing his throat, he shifted his attention to the mysterious expanse ahead, a realm where shadows danced with ethereal brilliance. He breath
Shikari woke up and found himself once again in the darkness. His hands were still tied by the thick short chains. He was getting tired of it. He raised his head and looked around hearing the silence. He sees that there is no one around. He sighed and closed both of his feet. In his face, a bright white demon shadow mask appeared and his strength was doubled. He immediately pulled the chain with his hands and broke free shattering the chains into pieces. He then stood as the mask on his face that appeared out of nowhere disappeared. He sighed in relief, tired all of a sudden. He grabbed the sheath of his sword on his left waist and realized his sword was missing. He sighed once again as he began walking looking around. In the far distance from where he is, he could see countless unknowns also tied up with chains. He felt sad and angry for a moment seeing the poor souls of the swordsmans. He didn't feel anyone was alive in the dimension making him advance towards an open spiral po
Shimodo Rou sighed while holding a cup of coffee in his right hand and a paper in his left hand. He is sitting on a chair leaning his back comfortably. He's in the head's office room joined in with the other two heads also reading paper but signing them. "Any reports, news from them?" Shimodo Rou asked as he took a sip of his coffee and put it down gently on top of the round table. He cleared his throat while waiting for an answer. "Nope, none. The last report was a few weeks ago," replied one of the heads. They immediately go back to work and all of a sudden, they start hearing footsteps nearing their door in a hurry. Suddenly, a soldier busted open the door and made the three heads stand. The soldier immediately closed the door and walked towards them. "Message from the near nation wondering Hashiras. The West has been attacked! Their giant gate was destroyed and the capital building was annihilated!" Exclaimed the soldier making their eyes widen. "What?!" Exclaimed of the head
Shikari Gakure and Gakushin Gakure appeared to have been separated once again. Shikari at this time was in a strange world, seeing floating islands above him and in the distance. He realizes that he's also on an island after looking down on the ground seeing that he is moving forward with it. He then glanced into the distance in the sky seeing that he was in a four-dimensional world, he could see himself in the sky and the same island he was on making him mesmerized and see something he had never seen before. On the other hand, Gakushin was stuck with Kiyoroshi and with the unknown woman who teleported Shikari to the unknown dimension. She started giggling as Kiyoroshi grabbed something out of his pocket and handed it over to her. It was a scroll, she smiled brightly as she unrolled it and read what was inside. "Gakushin Gakure, let me tell you what really the mission is all about from Shimodo Rou himself. But let me tell you first that I've changed the real mission, the special