Kingdom hearts – hero's journey

Prologue – The warrior's story

In the "age of fairy tales", the World was whole and full of light, which was believed to come from Kingdom Hearts, which was protected by its counterpart, the χ-blade. Over time, people came to desire the power of Kingdom Hearts, introducing darkness into the World.

In order to take control of Kingdom Hearts, many people forged Keyblades in the image of the χ-blade, and they clashed together in a far-reaching conflict that embroiled the entire World. In the end, darkness covered the World, the χ-blade was shattered into twenty peices, seven of pure light and thirteen of pure darkness, and the "true" Kingdom Hearts disappeared into the darkness.

However, the World was restored by the light within the hearts of children, but as many individual worlds separated from each other. The remnants of the battlefield on which the Keyblade War took place became the Keyblade Graveyard, a scarred wasteland filled with the Keyblades of fallen warriors. The remaining Keyblade wielders resolved to protect the World from further destruction, becoming guardians of the World order.

The story of the Keyblade War was passed into legend, and the Keyblade was depicted both as a bringer of chaos and destruction and as a weapon to save the World.

But that's not the case, for keyblade wields there was one that started all. For the χ-blade there's one, The Warrior Emperor! He starts the whole origin for heroes, samurais, ninjas, soul reapers, wizards, star lightians and the gods themselves. But when there's light there's dark, the first evil in the universe, Darknarok. These Titans clash, but just as the Keyblade War, neither survives. New heroes from the emperor's shadow to continue the battle for peace, but forgotten the hero's final words, "one from my blood will rise to finish the evil one once and for all, restore the worlds ".

Maybe I should have warn him of the danger he will face, no he said "he is on his own and I can handle it". But hope that's the case, as the master of the Mysterious Tower prys for his student to finish what his ancestor began?

20XX

The once virgin forests surrounding the city of Neo Tokyo are a flame, and all that lay further out is naught but blackened earth. Hundreds upon thousands of soldiers, wearing various headbands, each bearing the symbols of three different Ninja Villages; Iwa, Ame, and Oto. The quantity of the army doesn't worry the inhabitants of the neo mahora, but the visage of each soldier charging through the remains of the forest once grown by the very chakra of their first ruler, Hashirama Senju.

Countless faces, each a different animal, be it lion, snake, dog, or monkey, but, they have one thing in common. The same level of insane bloodlust in their eyes.

Up upon the walls of the school stand 16 figures, of both masculine and feminine shape. A woman in glasses at the forefront looks out, glasses shining in the lights of the fires. "There seems to be no end to the Commander, orders?" The woman asks a blond haired figure beside him, in a voice of no emotion what so ever.

"Simple yue. We kill them all. No questions asked." The black hair man replies. A man with spiky black hair walks up beside the black hair, also asking. "But Frank, some of those people down there are from Konoha. How can you kill off citizens from your own school? Our city!" The black hair man, known as Frank, turns to the spiky, a sad smile on his face. "They made their choice Menma, when they followed that traitor fate." Menma takes a step back, a frown on his face, sky blue eyes shining with sorrow behind crimson sunglasses.

"Brother, Menma understands, but I don't think what was what he wanted to hear." A voice sounds behind Naruto, causing him to turn away from the battlefield. "The troops need their Commander to rouse their spirits." The masculine voice says, a smirk upon the man's face. "Ok Monkey king Rage, I'll make the speech." Frank replies with a snicker, lighting a cigarette. "Damn it Dobe! How many times do I have to tell you NOT to call me that?" The 'duck-ass' yells. "Every damn day Rage, and you know it!" Frank replies to Rage, laughing at the unimpressed look on his face.

As Frank turns to face the Leaf army below him, 4 figures stand of to his side, 2 women, and 2 men. The first man, to his right, clasps him on the shoulder, a lightly tattooed arm, and smiles at him. "You ready for this bro?" The man smiles, sharp sunglasses glinting in the village lights, and a red cape, with a symbol of a flame wearing sunglasses, flapping in the breeze.

"You know it Kamina. I want you and Simon up front with Rage, Menma,Naruto and I. Nia? Yoko?" Frank asked, as both men nodded. "I want you two watching our backs with Aoi, Hinata, Mimi, Ino, Sakura, and Tenten, ok?" Yoko, a vibrant, orangey red bombshell smirked. "You know you three wouldn't be able to do a damn thing without us, and you know it!" She laughs. "You got it kid." She finishes with a smirk, before noticing a few of the males present staring at her with drool coming from their lips. She under stood why, but her target was one specific man, a wild man with blood slightly dripping from his nose. "DAMNIT KIBA, STOP LEARING AT ME YOU PERVERT!" She screams, before braining the poor wild man with a mallet she produces from places that are never asked.

"Take it easy Yoko." Kamina says, treading carefully, so to speak. "We sort of need him conscious in this fight. Kill him later." Yoko, hearing this, rounds on the tattooed man. "And you, you shirtless bastard! Why didn't you defend my honor?" She yells, the pitch of her voice changing wildly. Kamina, being that brash man he is, proceeded to put his foot in his mouth. "Every time I 'defend' your honor, being the Manly husband I try to be, you beat the shit out of me! Either that, or you throw an absolute shit-ton of knives at me! Screw that, defend your own damn honor!" Kamina replies, harrumphing, and crossing his arms, a sour look upon his face.

Simon and Nia, both used to this kind of situation, sigh, and palm their faces, awaiting the inventible ass whooping that the blue haired man is about to take. Sure enough, not a moment later, Kamina was on the ground, tears streaming from his eyes, as his wife, Yoko, decided to take matters into her own hands.

"Bro always seems to dig himself a big enough grave with her." Simon sighs, while Nia grabs onto his arm, hugging it to herself. "It is his own fault most of the time Simon." The soft spoken Nia chimes in, giggling to herself.

Frank laughs to himself, raising his hands to the sky, bringing the crowd to attention. "People of Neo Mahora! Hear me!" He bellows, as the crowd grows silent. "Today, we see the end of a conflict that has been generations in the making. The army outside our walls have been reduced to what they now resemble! But, we are not going to give in! They will charge our walls like the fiercest sandstorms of Suna, but, we will not give in! We are Team Dai gurren, and we've survived three wars, and two invasions! These morons think that we are weak! That we are scared! And you know what? THEY DON'T KNOW SHIT!" Frank roars, the crowd cheering.

The blond raises his hands, bringing the crowd to silence once again, a grin that looks like it could tear his head in half adorning his face. "When you're out on the battle, I want you all to ask them one question! And only one!"

"JUST WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK I AM!" Everyone in Mahora shouts at once.

The battle begins.

This is the story of a man who has yet to realize his destiny…

But this isn't the beginning, nor is it the end.

Let us start with how it all began.