Chapter One
Origins of War
"… Rin… Rin, wake up…"
"Ungh…"
"Sleepyhead! Come on!"
Rin slowly rubbed her closed eyes before they fluttered open, orbs of amber staring to her adoptive father, Kai, as she sighed. She lifted up and walked over to her closet, searching for something to wear… Maybe something gray, she was feeling awfully dreary this morning. Kai sighed, knowing why she seemed so depressed… Who wouldn't be when their only sister and best friend went missing? The charming Rodo, a friend of Rin's, and Rhapsody, the sister mentioned, had their missing person's reports filled out on the same day… And they only knew this because his caretaker and butler had met them at the police station.
"… Hey… They'll show up soon. It's the year 2050, tracking technology has gone through some serious advances…" he noted, as if to cheer her up, before she went into the bathroom with her clothes. A few minutes later, she came out in her plaid skirt, her short hair no longer messy and her teeth brushed… She didn't bother with make-up, hell, she didn't need it. "… You look just like your aunt, Saya…"
"Why do you always talk about her?" she questioned sharply, as if angry with all of his talking, then silenced, looking away. She grabbed the strap of her backpack and turned back to him for an instant, uttering a quick. "I'm sorry," before running out the door. Kai gave out a heavy sigh and shook her head… Rin wasn't taking this well at all.
"Let me go, you cretin!"
"… The perfect manifestation of a lethal sin can be heard in your voice, my boy…"
The two were in an ill-lit room, one man dressed in cape and mask, his black suit blending in with the background as his dark eyes looked over the boy bound in chains before him, secured within the middle of some arcane aura. He struggled futilely, his own raven hair flowing in all directions as he tried to force himself free, sapphire eyes hot with hatred as he thrashed about. The masked man drew his blade, a rapier from his left, pointing it downward towards the boy's brow as he advanced.
"… Through the fires of Hell, your soul shall be tormented… Through everlasting darkness, it will loom until it returns to this…" He lifted up a pair of chains and thrashed the boy onto his other side, a resounding thud and a call of shock and pain filling the air. "… The Ouroborus. Here lies your death boy… And the new life of Rage."
He drew his blade back, and then shoved it forward, a fountain of blood squirting from the back of the teenager's neck as he tried to cried, but nothing came… Mute screams would fill the air to fall upon the ears of the deaf so the blind may see this tragedy… The man removed his blade as a small puddle of blood surrounded the corpses head and the aura began to glow crimson.
"… Be born… Rage the Homunculus."
"… For forty-three years… I've held not even a candle to her… Her beauty, her popularity… The love she has from our so-called father… Let her play in her fantasy world… I can deal with that wench when our time comes… When the Human-Chiroptera War truly begins… Mother…" A smile came to the shapely figure, the woman surrounded by five shadows. "… My children… Your children will avenge you."