After another couple months of not writing anything, I've been debating as to what to exactly write about. I've had multiple story ideas in my head, but I couldn't decide. Once one idea appears, the other leaves just as quickly or just becomes dormant in a storage file in my mind. I also heard that FanFiction here have some issues going on with some of their stories and are thus deleting them. Do me a favor, and leave me out of it. I'm just as innocent as any other writer out there who merely wants to express her own creativity. So yeah, go BS somewhere else. Other than that, I am done ranting. I decided (along with a friend of mine) to do a story on Shaman King. This story won't be like other Shaman King stories out there, so I hope you guys will enjoy this one I have in store.
Prologue
Life. The essence of all that moves, that breathes, that inherits all within the Earth and its majestic beauty. It's not just the things that breathe that endure life and possess it; nature is what keeps life in motion. The Great Spirit is what keeps all life coming and going. Since the beginning of time, The Great Spirit has been the almighty entity that embodies all within its core. It is what brings life, as well as what takes life away. In such creations, humans have been given the sole rank of superiority above other forms of life, but still remain under The Great Spirit's mercy.
Humans back then were aware and were one with all other life, especially The Great Spirit itself. But as years, decades, and centuries passed, humans began to become more and more selfish and greedy, and in time, have forgotten about The Great Spirit and lost respect for it. This in turn resulted in humans forgetting about the boundaries between life and death, completely ignoring the existence of other spirits and ghosts. This also resulted in humans desecrating and polluting all that The Great Spirit ever stood for. That's when it happened. All spiritually connected living beings have then decided that to maintain order, a king must stand above all, one that will rule over all existence; both the living and the dead.
For years, these spiritual humans have sought to keep that order in balance, thus coming forth the birth for a Shaman King. However, where the apple grows ripe and sweet in the tree, snakes lay hidden among them on the branches. Humans decided to take charge and created their own hell, enveloped with greed, pride, and committing atrocious actions towards one another. One of them fell victim to the madness and was an innocent bystander, who soon became a powerful being that many came to fear. He sees all and knows all without even blinking an eye. He deceives and manipulates. He creates… and eventually destroys with no mercy. His name was Hao.
Some spiritually tune humans were aware of this being and have grown to fear him. Then one day, he was gone, believed to have disappeared for good. However, only very few knew the truth: he wasn't gone. He would return and seek the opportunity once again to rule over and destroy all living life as punishment for his suffering. He sought to become the next Shaman King and become one with The Great Spirit itself. Clans and tribes of powerful families of shamans then were left with no choice but to fight back, to maintain the balance and keep it from falling into the hands of evil as it almost did once before. They held a tournament every five hundred years to maintain that balance and as a means to decide who would become the next Shaman King. Though it is a dangerous gamble, it was a risk they were all willing to take.
Thus, they trained, gathering their most strongest and willing people to prepare and conquer. These shamans also gained a variety of abilities and vast amounts of power. They even chose spirits to ally with them in battle. These spirits can range from that of nature, deceased humans, demons, demigods, and even the gods themselves. For each higher ranking spirit comes greater the power and strength to defeat… or even possibly help Hao in the race and title for Shaman King. Some tournaments have already occurred, and lead to no avail in defeating Hao for good. As another possibility lies for him to be born into the world once more, the tribes, clans, and families of many powerful shaman prepare once more, hoping to put an end to the now fearful madness and keep Armageddon from happening to all.
Thus begins our story of how we all became involved in the mess of it all, and how we were the few of the many who so happen to have been involved in this tournament for the next Shaman King.