'Let our desires become flames as our bodies turn to ash'

-A sad young man.

The wind blows steady on the graveyard. On a broken tomb is engraved 'Bastard'. The earth begins to rumble. The soil up urges a hand appears. The wind whistles intensely, a storm is brewing.

A man can be seen desperately digging out of his grave. He's dressed in all black, still in his early twenties. He looks up into the dark sky in disbelief. He checks the back of his neck for something, a charm.

He pulls off the charm from his neck. 'This isn't my talisman' he says as he grits his teeth. 'Those bastards!!'

As his intensity grows, more arms emerge behind him, he's so fixated on his rage he doesn't notice them.

A deceased little girl also emerges in front of him 'Master' she says 'Who the hell are you?' he asks infuriated. She pauses and it begins to rain. 'We are your servants, Your white talisman has evolved into the 'Black man''.

'You have intrigued the gods' She says. 'I couldn't give a fuck about the gods, I just want revenge on those bastards!' he thinks to himself. 'I can help you with your revenge, master. But at a cost'.

'You...can read my mind?' he asks 'Yes master, we are linked by your talisman' she says 'I will do anything and everything for my master'.

'What is your name?' he asks her 'I am whoever my master wishes me to be'.

'What is the cost of your help?'

'You must rid yourself of whoever you were, now you are my master, this is the cost for your revenge!' she says with a devilish smile'.

He smiles and laughs frantically, 'for my revenge, nothing is enough' he says, he continues 'Your name shall be Hade'.

'Yes master' she says as she bows.

The rain ceased, and the undead army bowed at their new master.

'Hade?'

'Yes, master?'

'Today is my new birthday, on this day I relinquish my past for the pursuit of vengeance.

'This world shall know my wrath' he says triumphantly.

Hade's smile grew even more sadistic with each word uttered from her master's mouth.

'This army of undead is only loyal to you master, not even the gods can take them from you' she told him.

'Where shall we begin our- he rose his hand and told her to be quiet. He listened to the winds 'The flames of vengeance burn this way' he said 'I have found one worthy of joining my resentful crusade'.

'South' he says, he holds his charm and immerses himself in its power. A bluish-black aura devours his old weak one. His white hair turns black. He is now dressed in modern black clothes, a royal robe, and a crown on his head. 'We go' he says.

And he and his army depart as smoke and head west, to a recently destroyed city, the city's name is Ark.

There is no life in the city, but there is a boy, holding a woman's corpse he neither sheds tears nor mourns. He just kneels and curses the names of those who wreaked this havoc.

The army arrives in black smoke before the mourning boy. 'Master, are you sure you want to recruit this. Human?' she says as she looks at the boy with utter disgust.

'Unlike those bastards, I am not arrogant, I will need help for my plans' he tells her.

The boy has noticed them, he seems as though he is in a trance, and he picks up his katana and attacks him! Hade protects her master, grabbing the sword with her bare hands. 'If you harm my master, I'll kill you' she says. The boy doesn't even look at her he's still in his trance.

'Hade, stop, I'll take care of this' her master says. He summons a black sword, 'It's been a while since I last fought such a skilled swordsman. He smiles boldly as he says such words. He can see the dark red aura coming off the boy. His sword and technique are all unique.

The boy looks at 'Her master' he charges holding his sword with both hands he unleashes a hurricane of attacks on him. But her master deflects them with minimal effort. He manages to back her master to a wall.

'I guess I should fight too..?' he said, he begins to spin his sword creating a powerful hurricane, his technique 'Dark spinner' blows the boy away fatally injuring him.

The boy activates his talisman. And he battle grows fiercer.

Her master is on the defensive. His opponent's speed accelerates wildly but he's able to match it without difficulty.

As Hade watched, she was left in awe 'His speed, he's intense yet calm, he's...perfect' she says to herself

'No, no romance between masters and servants is forbidden'.

'But that's what'll make it all the better'.

Her master yawned, while the boy fought with all his strength even surpassing his limits, her master became bored with the fight and sought to end the pitiful squabble.

'What's with this guy, he's leaving way too many openings almost like he wants me to kill him?' her master wonders. He sends the boy back with his next attack and speaks '54, I had 54 chances to kill you, I won't tolerate anyone who doesn't take me seriously!'

'So fierce!' Hade says as she clenches her skirts.

'It's not like I don't know I'm leaving openings, I just don't care anymore' he says depressed.

'I want to be put out of my misery honorably' he continues.

'Those bastards destroyed everything, yet they wouldn't reunite me with my beloved, yet they wouldn't finish me, to them I wasn't even worth finishing off' tears begin to fall.

'I've never been so insulted in my life!!!' he yells, his voice echoes through the empty city.

'A swordsman with a vengeful heart, but wishes an honorable death' her master says to himself 'I can work with that'

'Speak your name' her master beckons.

'I am Takashi, Takashi Kante' he says.

Her master summons black matter 'Black matter sword! Summon' 'Takashi let's end this!!'

Their swords clash again, but this time Takashi's sword is completely shattered. Before he dies he whispers something.

'Thank you'

The dust settles after Takashi is laid to rest, but her master isn't done'

'Summon undead'