On top of a building were two young men with similar features, and their short brown hair. They faced each other, though one was slightly older than the other. Both had similar features and carried swords, the younger one carried a sword in his left hand, while the older one carried a sword in his right hand, though both carrying swords it was remarkable that both were different, while the eldest carried a silver claymore in one hand with ease, the claymore had red crystals on its hilt and all over its blade were inscribed in Latin, the younger carried a sword short with a white silk cloth that came out of his hilt and wrapped around his wrist and forearm, on the hilt of that sword there was the symbol of yang, on his back there was another sword but the young man did not seem willing to use it.
They seemed to understand each other only by their surroundings. The younger one took a deep breath and went into guard; He bent his knees at its base and placed the short sword in front of his body between himself and the opponent. The older man let go of the claymore which now floated in the air beside his face and then he arrogantly crossed his arms as he looked at the younger one with doubt in his eyes.
Not far from that building a girl in military uniform was looking at the two of them through a drone that skirted the building, she had concern in her eyes and could feel that this would not be an easy fight, she bit her lip in apprehension and spoke. – You better not lose; You have to live to fulfill your promise. – After that, she pressed the necklace tightly in her hand, praying for the young man's victory.
Any outsider looking at the battle would think they were still preparing for the fight, however what only the two of them knew was that this fight had already started a long time ago, and that they were both on par with their attacks and defenses, the eldest had already launched several telekinetic force attacks against the young man, however every time the attack approached, some force slowed the attack and undo it, each attack that the eldest launched he gradually increased the force until the moment in that the young man went on guard for battle.
The young man then ran towards the eldest to launch an attack, the young man's first attack was countered by the flying claymore, but the youngest didn't stop he continued attacking with lunges and side cuts at an incredible speed that increased more and more with the In time, the claymore couldn't defend every attack and so a horizontal cut passed through the claymore's guard and then the eldest moved his hand towards the sword which stopped millimeters from the eldest's palm. He then stopped the claymore and held the younger boy's sword using his telekinesis to prevent the blade from contacting his hand and then spoke – Little brother, the closer to me. The stronger my telekinesis is, you were too naive thinking you could beat me in hand-to-hand combat, you cannot even touch me with that sword. You are weak! - When he finished speaking, he faced his brother who was with his head down, the older one could not see his face and concluded that the young man was already hopeless, if he could see his brother, he could see that he was just trying to hold the smile that went from ear to ear as the young man delighted in his thoughts [Alteration: Blade of Distortion].
The Blade glowed in pure white before creating a black void in its surroundings that sucked the telekinetic force, in a fraction of the time the sword followed its course severing half of the Elder Brother's hand who now watched with concern, half of his hand to the floor.
The youngest then stood up and spoke with a confident smile on his face – Now we can finally start.
The reason the two brothers fought was something that went back a few years ago.
On the bank of a river in Brazil where supposedly a family would be enjoying Christmas Day, there was nothing but a burned cottage and a crater in the ground. Around that crater was the body of a woman who had been thrown against a tree and was now in a unrecognizable state. The middle age man had been lucky and he shocked against the nearby bush, he was badly wounded, but he was alive and this man was staring at what was in the middle of the crater.
A little further away from there were two young boys, two brown brothers, the eldest had fallen and passed out from a concussion to the head, the youngest was on the verge of death after being hurled against the cottage wall.
In the middle of the crater, there were several rings that floated and circled each other, they glowed in such a pure white that the man looking at him had already lost his lucidity due to inability to understand the creature; He would never return to normal and would stay in a vegetative state for the rest of your life.
In the middle of the floating rings, which were ten there, was a distortion in the space of a black color. An imposing energy emanated from the middle of this distortion. An eye opened it stared at the boy in a state of near death. After a few seconds, the creature floated to its younger brother, shrinking more and more in size until it entered its body as if it were intangible.
The boy's body glowed in indescribable colors as the creature merged with his soul, soon his wounds closed and then a wave of energy was released from the boy's body, this wave would do no harm but after a few years the residue of her, they would alter the whole environment.
When everything quieted down there was no sign that anything had fallen there except for the crater. The cottage had collapsed on its younger brother.
When authorities arrived in the disaster area to rescue them, they found him in the rubble and rescued him along with his brother and father.
No one at that time knew the events of that day would forever change human history.