This is my first fic, and my English is horrible, so bear with me.

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PROLOGUE

Decades have passed since they taken up the name and the responsibility. Many missions with many dangers have been taken care of. Their journey in life has long passed their most glorious time and now age has caught up to them and even the strongest cannot fight death. Even so, for the true heroes, even beyond death there will always be a challenge to overcome. Simply put, death is the end of the road of life that leads to another road.

In the years, their job has force them to go to many places, experience many sleepless night, and fight against danger. They have experienced sleepless nights in foreign beds, wandered around in a foreign place and after all that the only bed waiting for them now is the death bed. Just another foreign unfamiliar bed, but the only difference is that this bed will be the bed where they'll be sleeping for the rest of eternity, physically.

There are many stories concerning the dead, but none has lived to tell the tale, after all the ones that can discover the secret of the afterworld are only the dead. But maybe, someone or maybe more than one discovered the secret, but never dared to spread the word over the fear of the secret itself. A knowledge no normal living man shall know, knowledge only for those who died or for those that are special, the chosen.

The modern world has left the smaller towns more traditional. As a man that has achieved so much in his life, he can't bear to not go back to where it all started, his home town where all the memories are. So, they came to the place where it all started, being the men they are not boys anymore. For those who have families there give their respect, as they are now older and their parents has passed on. After paying their respect, they venture around town to see how much it has changed. Decades have passed and now it seems that going back to the place where they first started is almost like going to a foreign place, it has been that long after all.

After visiting the place they have so longed to go, they decided to also visit the smaller towns that are located around the town of Namimori. They came to a town called Karakura, walking around to get familiar with the surroundings. They met a few people and with their help they have a tour around town. After the visit to Karakura they depart separately.

The boss, went back to Namimori with the cloud guardian. The storm and rain guardian decided to travel Japan. The lightning guardian just wonders around aimlessly. The sun guardian decided to look around more and then go back to Namimori. And so it seems that the Vongola Decimo and his guardians will be staying in Japan. And maybe someone else that is closely related will be around watching too.

Somewhere, in Karakura town, a man with orange hair is working in his clinic. The clinic was once owned by his father, the name of the clinic is the Kurosaki clinic as it was also his surname. He was almost seventy, but he seems to be as healthy as a horse, maybe it was because of his determination to work out and the fact that even if his physical body got old, he will still be young by heart. As a man that has lived for almost seventy years, he has learned to be more cautious and for a man who has dealt with a lot of things concerning the death, it is not surprising that he knows that he will die soon.

The man, or should I say old man has already finished his work and has made a decision to close the clinic. Why? That is uncertain. Old man Kurosaski does have children and also grandchildren, but sadly none of them has an interest of continuing the family business and so thus end the existence of Kurosaki clinic.

His friends have passed, thanks to the multiple diseases that exist in the modern world and also the worsening situation of the earth takes part in the nature of death. Now, he is the only one left alive and he knows for sure that his time is near and his days as a normal human being have come to an end. Not like his life for all those years were normal, on the contrary it was the least normal life there is at least that is what he assumed. All he got to do now is to wait until his time comes and then he will be taken to a place he has grown to be familiar with.

Soon after they separated, Decimo and his guardians have one by one left to the other side. The only thing they can do on their last moment of life is to hope that they are taken to a place where they can once again reunite. So they kept that in mind as their souls were lifted out of their body. Even as a soul, they have the resolve and if they can they will surely watch over the next generation of Vongola.

For all they know and all they can hope for is that the afterlife will grant them a new beginning in the world that they knew for all their life. They have never expected it, that single thought never even come across their minds. They never thought that the afterlife is the place where they will have a new life, new adventures, new reason, and the most important of all a new resolve to let them fight for all that they cared about, both before and after their death.

It seems that the destiny of every warrior is to fight and conquer the challenges ahead of them. And for true heroes, challenges will never seize to find them and every true hero will do their best, to even put their lives on the line to make sure that what they love will be save and with a strong resolve, a true hero will use his dying will to fight for what's matters most.

~PROLOGUE END~

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