Two souls, one being. The Resurfacing past.
Netto and the others are facing a new crisis, which may endanger the lives of the innocent and their own. A stunning past life of one was discovered. One more soul is discovered and memories are rushing back. What will happen? Will there be a sacrifice?
Note: This is NOT a shonenai fic. Sorry if I spelt the word wrong. )
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Rockman.exe (though I would love to).Capcom does, got it?
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Prologue
Eight thousands of years ago…
A young boy with chocolate-brown hair and eyes panted, his strength rapidly diminishing. He glanced up at the grayish-blue sky, tainted with evil, threatening to destroy the peace of the Earth. Evil…that needed to be sealed.
He took a scroll laden with many ancient words, and ran towards the center of the black cyclone that was starting to sweep across the world. With the last of his strength he invoked the Seal of Time, where the evil would be binded, hopefully, forever. Chanting the words, he threw the scroll up and it emitted a warm gold glow. The light ended the cyclone, and purified the sky to its normal colour. The boy smiled. Peace was granted, and the cost, was worth it.
The boy could took it no longer. He closed his eyes. A small dot on the distance which vanished as he fell down into a dark abyss , finally beaten by the calls of Death.
Present…
In Shino, the deserted city in the south, hungry flames licked at a broken-down ramshackle house- the last house in the whole city, or, frankly speaking, desert. Deep under the ground, a green flame flared. Twisting itself, a human form emerged. Cold red eyes emerged, and a sibilant hiss could be heard- "Where are you, my Sealer? I've finally broken free of my chains, the chains you placed on me. The Seal of Time you've placed on me has break! What joy…Now I can finally wreak havoc on the world which I should have done thousands of years ago. Hmm…I wonder, What revenge can I have? Vengeance is so sweet to behold….." The figure laughed, a cold, chilling laugh, and disappeared, finally free.
Far far away…
A young boy of twelve tossed and turned in his bed. He frowned, as if he sensed the evil presence. That his face was peaceful again, little knowing that the world was changing silently throughout the night. Peace, has been stolen. Again…