Prologue
Dawn of the sons of Sato
Two Millenniums ago, there was a war between the human world and the other, the Youma Realm.
But somebody from the Youma Realm woke up to justice and stood up against this legion alone.
His name was Sato. Later he quietly reigned the Human world and continued to preserve harmony until his death.
He became a legend. The Legendary Black Ninja, Sato.
In a hidden library at Venice, Italy, A lone figure in a dark blue coat stood in solitary silence searching through books about the legendary Sato. However, from the shadows stepped a man wearing what looked like the dark robes of a shinto priest appeared behind him.
"So, you're looking for the book of ancient legends, the tale of the Youma warrior Sato?" the stranger asked. The figured snapped the book shut and placed it back on the shelf. "That's not what I'm looking for," he said. The lone figure in the blue coat with dark colored clothing relaxed his hand to his side. "Leave me!" he barked quietly.
The man then stepped from the shadows to face his new guest, a black scar on the left side of his face with eyes that were red slits, a sign of his former Allegiance to Hebijo and black hair that was wild and tied in a ponytail at the back, and a book in his hand held infront of his chest. "Then what are you looking for?" he asked quietly. He turned and eyed his surroundings carefully.
"A Youma meets a woman, marries her in secret, and then conceived twin sons… That's the story, isn't it?" he said quietly. The figure in blue drew forth a shining Katana pointing it ominously towards the figures throat.
The blade gleamed as bright as the moon on a clear moonlit night. "Leave me. I won't tell you a third time," said the younger man. The older man in black didn't flinch but gently placed his hand on the blade and touch his thumb on the sharp edge.
"People inherently fear evil. However, occasionally, a person may become seduced by evil," said the robed man stepping forward as drops of blood fell to the ground.
The young man in blue lowered his blade and holstered it. "What are you getting at?" he demanded. "Share with me. The Story of Sato," said the robed man.
The younger man stepped away as the darker figure glared darkly at him. After some consideration the younger man returned to his side. "I am Akira, brother of Miyabi, the man who slew my own family and left my sister for dead," the robed man said silently.
The young man stepped forward with dark cold stare. "You may address me as Ryuki, son of Sato, I'm Half-Human, Half-Youma, and I desire power," he said quietly. Akira smiled ominously. "Come, there is something I wish to show you," said Akira, and they teleported out of the Library in flash of light.
After arriving at the base of an underground tower, Akira and Ryuki stood side by side at the base of a large staircase that lead up to the entrance. "The activation method is as I described before. It should be a simple matter for you. For now, I go to his place. I believe I know where the item we seek is located." said Akira.
Ryuki watched him go as he stood silently and turned around. "You should dispose of any obstacles quickly," he called. Ryuki watched as a small group of Youma emerged from the ground like giant blobs and take form wielding scythes. Several more appeared behind him as Ryuki glared back to see them behind him. His spiked hair was gently moving as he prepared himself for battle. The Youma charged at him but Ryuki beat them back and drew his mighty blade Kabuto and began carving his way through them.
The blade flickered at the sight of his reflection as he hacked and slashed through them with relative ease. One was split in half as it was chopped from between the legs. Two more in the middle. blood sprayed everywhere. He flicked off the blood from his sword and returned it to its scabbard just as several more stronger Youma appeared to attack.
Ryuki glared darkly as he dodged and weaved between their scythes, beat them back, parried their attacks and cut them down with a relentless drive. Blood splattered on his spiked hair making it al straight. He roared in fury and cut down several more in his path.
When the Youma fell Ryuki holstered his blade behind his back then fixed his blood soaked hair to its original spiky look sending the blood flying. Marching forward to the doorway, he climbed the stone steps and stopped at the door. It begins," Ryuki said calmly.