Prologue

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The sky is always there, watching as time passes, weathers change, and seasons go by. Always watching as the world go through peace and chaos. Always watching as people demand for more, never fully content. So the sky wonders, is everything really worth it? It wonders and wonders through time and time again as life in this world slowly dies out along with the beauty of the world itself. Even through it all, the sky manages to see hope in this corrupted world and he will watch through eternity as that hope grows into reality.

The cloud fleets, never stays in one place. Always wandering, never affiliated with anything. It is never held back by anything. It floats and floats in the sky, never having a constant pace. Is it moving fast or slow? No one knows. It is untouchable and completely out of reach. Though aloof, it always watches the sky, looking from closely yet looking from afar. The cloud, always moving, yet never leaving for its fate is forever intertwined with the sky's.

The misleading mist, spreads far out, deceiving all perception. It gulls everything into mere oblivion. Always full of lies and unending mysterious ploys. Its schemes best not be known like a Pandora's box that shall never be opened. The mist abruptly appears, unanticipated, in the radiant sky. Its unforeseen obsolete thinking, no one knows. An ethereal being that shifts, never having a specific destination. Misunderstood, only the sky knows its true nature. The mist protects the sky, hindering the sky from viewing this fiendish world. The mist, like a phantom, moving from the shadows.

The raging storm, fierce and brave, destroys everything. The eye of the storm, its heart, the center of attack. All comes in its way, only destruction awaits. Even through it all, in its every destruction comes a new beginning. It leaves to make the world start to reconstruct and rebuild again as it leaves a trail of light that signals a new hope. Its every path gives unrelenting trials to those at the other end of the rope. The storm has its rage, and the storm has its reason and the sky is there to welcome the storm, forgiving and compassionate.

The rain, endlessly pouring, cries silently. Bearing loneliness as its only outlet is a serene sobs of pitter-patter. It washes away everything, like a blessed water, cleansing the world from its sins. The rain bestows upon the world a moment of tranquility, always calming, leaving hearts thinking and judging. It cries and cries until its heart is fully content and it stops as this vague world become vivid. Sun shines in place of the rain, leaving lovely colors at its wake. And the rain stares down, looking at the lovely world. Through those times, the sky is there, letting the rain pour as it eventually cried silent tears of joy.

The ferocious lightning, striking carelessly at one point. Conspicuous, always drawing attention as it leads it away from everything. Roaring of the thunder accompanying the incandescent lightning in the sky. Reckless and noisy, never standing still yet not moving. The sky looks at the lightning, as it irresponsibly strikes without a care, deeming it adventurous. Even though daring, it is always dependent to the sky, always needing it. The sky accepted it for what it is and he will continue watching over it until the end of time. The lightning, in return, vowed that someday, it will protect the sky itself.

The sun shines brightly over the world, giving the world its rightful radiance of series of vibrant colors as it smiles brilliantly. It never fails to give continuous happiness as it rekindles lost lights of once hopes of the past. Always trying its best, giving its most extreme in every possible way. Its aura emitting cheerfulness, never tiring out. Together with the sky, watching over the ever-changing weather, protecting its peace. The sun will continue on shining and light up the world in every way it can.


Putting everything together, they picture the never ending heavens. Unpredictable, always full of surprises, and eternal peace. And a story shall start with these important details. A story of continual struggles, trials, and most importantly, a story of how certain people met, pulled together by destiny as they fight in what they believe in and to protect the most important to them. They will protect that one thing and fight for it until the world dissolves into nothingness, until time runs out, life dies, and eternity itself vanishes from time and time again.

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To Be Continued


A/N: Go easy on me. This is my first time writing in a different style. I don't know why but I just want to try writing a new story. Sorry if there are any mistakes, I was never good in english. Give this story a shot! I shall improve my writing skills! What shounen-ai pairings do you want? Feel free to message me for any suggestions! Thanks! Till next time.

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Forgot to do the disclaimer before the story. Lol.

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN KATEKYO HITMAN REBORN. AKIRA AMANO DOES!