The Legend of the Occult
The Legend of the Occult
The Mishima Saga
Prologue
Byakugan. The white eye
Kaguyagan. The tempest eye
Nerogan. The balance eye
Espogan. The mind eye
Sharingan. The wheel eye
Gensougan. The illusion eye
These are the six eyes of the occult; the eyes of the ancients. Legend says that in the beginning, the creator of things bestowed the gift of these eyes to the first six. Each of the six: Byaku, Espora, Gensoura, Kaguya, Nero, and Sharin, were known for their varying ways of life and of attitude. And with their attitude came the activation of these eyes. The offspring of the first six also were granted the powers of these eyes and the gift of superhuman strength and energy manipulation. They came to be known as the Saiyans. As time went on, though, these powers became weaker and weaker.
Then, like a spirit of the past, a powerful warrior was born to the Kaiosama clan - Alexander the Great. He possessed the Nerogan from birth, and as time went on, mysteriously manifested the powers of the other five eyes. Alexander was very proficient in his skill of these optic weapons, and strove to do right by them with deeds such as taming the demon horse Bucephalus and silencing the sirens of the Strait of the End. This and his skills as a warrior gave him the nickname of The Succubus Knight. No one in his day was stronger than him, but when he died, his powers became little more than legend.
One hundred years later, on the other side of the world, a son was born to the Maurya clan - the incomparable Ashoka. His prowess as both a warrior and as a leader, and his skill with the elements, rivaled Alexander himself, and thus was given the name Avatar. But, alas, when he died, his accomplishments were lost to the sands of time. As time went on, similar leaders and warriors sprang up with such power; people such as Julius Caesar, Emperor Constantine, Suleiman the First, and Genghis Khan. They wanted to be known in the same light as Alexander and Ashoka, and were known as The Succubus Knight in the west and The Avatar in the east. Other rulers tried to rival their legacy and power; the closest being the pharaoh Akhenaton, who was able to summon monsters and entities from the realm of shadows. This was the beginning of the Shadow Games, the legacy of Egypt. All of these great rulers' legacies were lost to time, as was the knowledge of the powers of the elements and the occult eyes, except for the clans Alexander and Maurya.
And thus the world was split in two - those who knew of these Kekkai-Genkai, and normal humans. Around the beginning of the Dark Ages, an asteroid fell to the earth, bearing a demonic visitor - Apocalypse. This was a demon who wanted the power of the eyes for himself, yet was unable to obtain any of them. His offspring though felt differently, and with the help of the Egyptians, was able to banish Apocalypse to the Shadow Realm. The thing is, evil has a way of rearing its ugly head. And this is where my story begins.
I am going to tell you a tale the world has never seen; of wars and times never heard of. It is a story of tragedy, romance, mystery, pain, pleasure, and myths. Will you get to the finale, or will you just walk away in defeat? Will you wonder with awe, or mope with disgust? I alone cannot tell the future, but know this: anything is possible, only if you believe.
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Why is it that heroes are always on the receiving end of crap? For every story with a hero, he is always pushed to his limits before he truly achieves greatness. There is only one problem with this scenario in this story: The hero doesn't even know he is a hero. Enter Marcus Alexander Kaiosama, the hero of this epic tale. Unbeknownst to him, shortly before his birth, there was a prophecy made by the prophetess Cassandra of Thebes that the Succubus Knight would be born to the Kaiosama clan; the first since Alexander the Great. Guess what? Marcus is that lucky kid. Remember when I said that evil has a way of rearing its head? Well, this is what happened to the most powerful country in the world - and they didn't even know it. George H. W. Bush was the President of the United States, and he was one of the few on the planet who was pure demon. Upon hearing of the prophecy, he sent out one of his henchmen, Heihachi of the Mishima Clan, also a pure demon, to kill the child.
Heihachi failed miserably, but he killed Marcus' mother while said person was only seven months old. His father, John Kaiosama, was strong enough to protect young Marcus form Heihachi, and Bush thought that Heihachi killing his mom would scare Marcus into not training to be the Knight and just kill himself from the guilt. Still, he was smart enough to create a secret unit known as the Sepia Sergeants to keep an eye on the young kid, and any other "risks". The thing is, John never told his son the truth about his real mother, and had him believe his step-mother was his real mother. When he tried to start training Marcus at 12, he was killed by the Sepia but they made it look like an accident. Then, at 16, his step-mother died due to a heart attack. This is where it begins.
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"Wake up, wake up!"
"Huh?"
"Wake up Marcus!"
"Ok, Ok, I'm up!" Said person was being shaken awake by his Aunt Jean, his mother's sister. "Whaddya want? It's 5:30 in the frikkin morning!"
"We gotta go to the hospital!"
"Why?"
"I don't know why, but it's about your mother."
This gets Marcus' attention. His mother was in the hospital that day because she passed out. And for his aunt to wake him up at 5:30 in the morning, something had to be wrong. He was starting to worry about his mom. "What's wrong?"
"Just get in the car and let's go to the hospital!"
Now Marcus was having a panic attack. His mom was all he had left. His father had died, and he and his sister, Bonai, weren't really that close. If he lost her, he didn't know what he would do. Reluctantly, he got into the car with his aunt, dreading what lied ahead.
All of his fears were confirmed when he saw the faces of his family members and of the doctors in the waiting room. The expression on Marcus' face was one of angst and rage. His grandmother went to try and hug him, but he moved away.
"Give it to me straight," he said, his voice breaking. "What's going on? Is my mom going to be all right?"
"Marcus," his Grandmother, Leola said, almost crying herself, "She's gone."
The words barely left her lips when he lashed out at the nearest wall, embedding a permanent print of his fist on said wall. "Don't--ever--EVER--lie to me about something like that. My mom is fine! She has to be! She just has to!" By this time, he was in tears. The nurses rolling the gurney with his now deceased mother on it past him didn't help any.
Now all of the sudden, the lights in the room started to crackle and pop with electricity. Marcus was shaking uncontrollably, clenching his fists and letting out kind of deep growl. His eyes were squeezed shut, and the more he shook, and the madder he got, the more the electricity popped. Soon the glass windows started to crack and break, and the very building started to shake. One of the doctors looked on in horror.
'Oh God Almighty!' the doctor thought. 'It can't be! I've gotta do something!'
Marcus' other family members were trying to console his sister, as he made it clear with his actions to give him some space. His uncle Calvin finally tried to approach him, and it seemed to work, but when the doctor came up and touched him, well, you could say that was the last straw. Marcus let out a loud cry of anguish and stared bullets at the doctor, who obviously thought that he also was going to die.
"You!!" Marcus growled. "You bastard! With all the technology and medicine in this hospital you're telling me you couldn't help my mother? You just let her DIE!? I thought you took the Hippocratic Oath!"
"We did all we can!" the doctor sputtered. "She had a massive heart attack; there was nothing we could do!"
"Oh is that it?" Marcus asked. "Well, let us see if you got the smarts to save yourself from death!" And with this statement, his eyes started to glow and change. His body started to tremble and change shape as well. His short black hair grew out and changed to a light brown. His shirt started to rip and then just fell to the floor in tatters as his body mass and size changed. He grew to a six foot seven frame and his muscles were becoming more defined. As all of this was going on, a bright blue flame was forming and growing in intensity around him. Everyone in the room was terrified.
"CODE SEPIA!! CODE SEPIA!!" the doctor yelled.
"You are MIIIINNNNNNEEEEEEEEE!!" Marcus yelled as the flame engulfed him. And as soon as this started, he saw black, and there was only him.