Kakurezato's Armageddon: Chapter 1: Introduction
Lightning struck from the sky and hit the ground around Kakurezato. The Villages began to crumble and the skies roared thundered with anger. Darkness shrouded each Village and a hand of death stretched across the land, killing all the Kage of the land. As such, the villages went haywire and they came to be a war of Kakurezato. Poisons had affected people's hearts more than usual and death was still running across the land. Each village was raging and raging on for years. There were no sides and no rebellions within the battlefield. Who killed survived and who didn't… ended their life at the moment they stepped foot on the battlefield. Most non-ninja men, women, and children stayed inside just to stay safe. Then again, most houses were being blown to smithereens so no place was actually safe. Academies were blown up, people's limbs were ripped off, and nothing was held back. Most people who lived said this was like the second crimson era. And, it was. Most Ninja took upon themselves senseis for swords and most became expert sword masters. But, this wasn't the end of the killing that interrupted most people's lives.
Soon after, Ninja began adding chakra to their swords, empowering them with extra strength and speed. The aggravation, however, was about to stop.
The last remaining Feudal Lord hired two of the best swordsmen he had heard about. When they were hired and killed as many as they wanted, at the end of the day they were paid in great sums for it. Even with these two powerful swords men trying to stop most of the killing, it still ended in disaster for everyone.
Somehow, the two warriors were slain in battle and their bodies were burned in crimson red fire. After they were slain, the fire had turned white. From that point, they left the fire alone as it was because the two warriors souls turned it that way. Most who pass by that way hear the cries of the two warriors. After those two warriors, the war got even worse and even more killing ensued.
That's where our story will begin… Many years after that point when the war was just at its climax.
"Take this!" One Ninja shouted as he impaled another Ninja next to him in the chest. That Ninja fell down as the first Ninja pulled out his Katana and blood dripped from the wound. It also dripped from the blade onto the ground. The same Ninja then saw another Ninja lying in a tree with his eyes closed. 'Fresh meat to the fire!' The Ninja thought as he licked his lips. He disappeared and reappeared on a tree across from the Ninja that was lying down. He threw a kunai at the Ninja. The Ninja that was lying down grabbed the kunai and threw it back at the first Ninja. He woke up and looked at the first Ninja.
"Who are you?" The first ninja asked as he dodged the kunai and brought his sword down on the lazy ninja. The lazy ninja closed his eyes and blocked the blade of the sword with just one arm. "What the-"
"Don't underestimate me, moron." He ordered as he unsheathed his own sword, an Okatana, and slammed the handle of the blade into the surprised Ninja. The surprised Ninja went flying and crashed into the tree that was standing on before.
"How did he do that?" The surprised Ninja asked as the lazy Ninja appeared before him.
"It's called skill, dumbass." He then decapitated the Ninja's head off and kicked his body to the side. "That's something you morons don't have…" He sat back down and sheathed his Okatana. He watched the fighting go on for a little bit more until he fell asleep again. More Ninja came at him. He jumped above them and made a few hand signs.
"Huh?" All the attacking Ninja asked, surprised.
He then slammed his foot on their faces and brought his Okatana up through their necks. They fell down as their blood splashed onto this Ninja's clothes. "Damn it… I just got that cleaned…" He then walked away into the distance in the direction where the docks would be.
Who was this mysterious, lazy, powerful Ninja? He is the son of the two warriors that had died along. His name is, Xioron Kasai and he is intends to stop the war by his hands.
To be continued...