(Prologue before the story begin)
Kyushu, Japan
In the dead of night, Ryuji Honda was making his way to a meeting place. He had been wait this moment for a long time. This was the night he would become the best swordsman in Japan.
Waiting for him were two of the greatest swordsmen of the time: Musashi Miyamoto, a dual-sword style swordsman, and Kojiro Sasaki, a single-sword style swordsman.
Musashi Miyamoto and Kojiro Sasaki were two swordsmen who were polar opposites, both in their sword styles and their personalities. Musashi Miyamoto was a swordsman known for his arrogant attitude, quite the opposite of Kojiro Sasaki who was known for his gentle and calm demeanor.
Tonight, Ryuji Honda, along with the two swordsmen, had agreed to determine who would become the best swordsman in all of Japan. Their meeting tonight would be a battle to decide it all. The beginning of the birth of The Sword God.
'This is the moment when I will become the greatest swordsman in Japan.'
Ryuji Honda continued to walk forward, in the middle of the forest on the border of Kyushu. He walked through the forest filled with towering bamboo trees. And the moonlight that night felt so bright and beautiful. As if the moon was welcoming the fierce battle that was about to take place in this bamboo forest.
Finally, Ryuji Honda arrived at the promised place. He saw Musashi Miyamoto and Kojiro Sasaki who had been waiting for his arrival. There, Musashi was sitting cross-legged on a large rock, grinning at him. And to the right of Musashi, about five meters away, Kojiro was leaning against a bamboo tree while hugging his katana (Japanese sword).
"Finally, you've arrived, Ryuji Honda!"
Musashi's voice broke the silence.
"Yes, sorry for keeping you waiting."
"Let's... settle this quickly." Kojiro interrupted the conversation.
Then Kojiro Sasaki walked slowly while holding his katana, which was still in its sheath, in his left hand.
Musashi looked at Kojiro for a moment and then stood up and jumped down from the large rock where he had been sitting.
"Alright... Let's start the fight."
Musashi said as he cleaning the dust on his clothes.
"But you know, Ryuji..."
Musashi spoke as he looked into Ryuji Honda's eyes.
"Kojiro and I have decided to kill you. For us, you're too arrogant and haughty."
Musashi grinned at Ryuji showing his disgust.
"A swordsman must have dignity and ethics. But you disturb our dojo, making the people around us afraid. If you want a fight, you don't have to do all that. Of course I'll gladly accept your challenge..."
"Let's stop all this talk Musashi..." Kojiro interrupted Musashi's words. Then he continued his words, "Because there's no point talking to a mountain creature like him."
Ryuji laughed loudly at Kojiro's words.
"Yes, that's right... let's stop this useless talk."
Ryuji waved his right hand towards Musashi and Kojiro.
"Come on both of you... I don't care at all if you attack me together."
Not long after, their eyes began to stare at each other sharply. Their hands began to get ready on the handles of their respective katanas. And they began to walk slowly... then ran quickly and jumped forward.
This time, all their katanas were out of their sheaths. And the battle between Ryuji Honda against Musashi Miyamoto and Kojiro Sasaki began.
Seeing the two best swordsmen in Japan attacking him simultaneously made Ryuji Honda's blood begin to boil. He decided to jump forward and attack Kojiro first. He tilted his katana diagonally to wash away Kojiro's slash to his left side. Then as his body got closer to Kojiro, he used the base of his sword to hit Kojiro's face.
Kojiro, who received the attack, blocked it with his left hand. But Ryuji immediately jumped and lunged at Kojiro's chest with his right knee.
Kojiro was thrown backward, grinning while enduring the pain in his chest.
From behind, Musashi attacking with a swing of his two swords. He swung his two swords sideways towards Ryuji Honda.
Ryuji, who received the attack, jumped backward. He realized that he had to avoid the attack. Because if he blocked it, his katana would surely be thrown away, and it might even be broke by the attack of Musashi's two swords.
Afterwards, Ryuji jumped quickly, lunging at Musashi with a vertical sword swing from above.
But Musashi avoided the attack by jumping sideways, then repositioning his stand.
Ryuji realized this was a very tough battle, where he had to fight against Musashi Miyamoto and Kojiro Sasaki at the same time. This time, Musashi and Kojiro surrounded Ryuji from the right and left. They began to charge back towards Ryuji...
But suddenly a very bright white light appeared...
A very blinding light...
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(Main story)
Toffa Village, Hensberg Kingdom, Northern Continent.
I walked unsteadily towards the door of the Sun Temple with my weary body. My eyes looked around looking for a writing brush that I could use.
I found it next to a small candle on a table in the right corner of the temple.
I strengthened my body to run there. I grabbed the brush, and the blood on my hand soaked it. But I didn't care about that's all.
I started drawing a summoning circle on the altar of the sun temple. My blood dripped between my drawings. And what is this... Is my tears also dripping?
Please... hold on... hold on to all this, Elena...
I begged to my weary body.
My circle was finished and I knelt in front of it and began to chant my spell.
"O deus totius lucis, da mihi gloriam tuam! Nuntium mitte ut populum tuum salvet!" (Oh god of all light, give me your glory! Send a messenger to save your people!)
The blood flowed more rapidly in my hand, soaking my body. But I didn't care about all that.
I have to hold on... I must!
"Pandite portas mundi... Venite heroes... Portas Heroum!!!" (Open the gates of the world... Come heroes... Gate of Heroes!!!)
Then the light came, shining very brightly, giving me a glimmer of hope. And there appeared a figure of a man in clothes like a blanket wrapped around his body. He was holding a sword in his hand.
Hope... a hope has arrived!
Tears flowed down my cheeks. Along with the torrent of blood flowing in my right arm.
But the hero looked at me with a gaze filled with anger.
He ran towards me and grabbed my collar and pulled my body closer to him. And he shouted very loudly.
"What have you done!"
What is this... why is he attacking me?
Was summoning him a mistake?
My body is so tired... All my strength seems to have evaporated.
And tears flowed more and more down my cheeks.