A strong wind blew so hard that everyone panics. The sky are dark, thunder storm started to get wild. The rain poured down, as the sky gets more wild. it means the Gods are getting angry.

On the other hand, a guy was standing—staring at the sky angrily. He's aura was so dark, ready to fight anyone who stands in his way and it's the Gods. His heart was full of hatred and disappointment. He was wearing a dark cloak, his hand firmly gripping the sword— The YuChang. The gods gave it to him as a gift. It was the sword of bravery, the guy removed his cloak revealing his face. The Gods started to get wild, everyone was in panic and scared. He didn't mind them. He positioned himself as he clench his jaw. He held it tight. as he swayed it in the sky. Asking the gods to fight him. A line of thunder strike infront of him, warning him by the gods to step back and stopped his plans. He gritted his teeth not even blinking, he was surely brave to face the gods.

"Why did you do it?! Why all of you?! " He shouted with so much anger, tears fell down as the rain washed it away. He was hurt, so much. And because of that he was willing to sacrifice his life for answers.

A loud bang occur, they answered him.

"No! You all did it in purpose! " He was blinded with anger, he is not in himself anymore. The gods are just looking and watching him, making him anger more. He had no choice, he wants answers and he will find it.

As he pointed his sword to the gods. A light came out from the sword, revealing it's beauty. It was a long pointed and sharp sword. Surely a dangerous one. The handle had some carvings of chinese words and ended in the tip of the sword.

The guy groaned, breath heavily as he run and jump towards the sky. As he jump so high, the clouds gets darks and slowly covering him.

And a loud thunderstorm occur inside.

A minute passby, the surroundings was quiet. As if nothing happened in an instant. The sky, turned into a peaceful scenery, the clouds turned into a white one, the rains stopped and even thunderstorm.

Then in the middle of the sky. A sword was falling and no one knows where the guy goes.