Author's Note: This fiction will feature aspects of The Guyver,and as such those aspects are the copyright of their creators. No profit shall be made from this work. At a later date,some characters who are the RPG creations of a friend of mine may make an appearance but only with his permission. Hope you all enjoy this anyway,time to start work on chapter 2 :P
"Towering spires gleam beneath the twin moons of this planet. Distant stars fuel the dreams of youth and the wisdom of the Laicaryn leaders. The pale blue sun of this system shone on the world of Lúcrayn during its daylight hours,night heralded by sunsets of brilliant amethyst and dawns tinged by emerald rays. Upon such a world the Laicaryn flourished,a long lived race by our standards,each Laicaryn could easily expect to see three centuries pass during their days,until some tragedy befell them. Janus was their ruler,thrust into power when his own father fell to unnatural illness. Though kindly to his people,he was strict with his only son,forcing him down the path to become the greatest military leader in the history of their world. Lectures on the greatest tacticians known to the Laicaryn from an early age,not to mention endless hours of martial training before being sent to the Academy.
A towering white granite structure stood near the Palatial High Council Chambers, Flying buttresses and sculptured elevations showed the craftsmanship of an ancient age,before the Laicaryn advanced to the use of rare metals and synthetic surfaces to create more practical solutions to architectural situations. A grand entrance hall filled with sculptures of graduates who had went on to lead the Laicaryn forces to greatness. Into such an environment,the quiet house Prince Jaden Korr was ushered,spurred on by the dreams of his father. But to his teachers he was just one face among the dozen new pupils that they would be training this year. Prestige would be earned by various means,including trials of combat using practise weapons,but also by demonstrating knowledge of tactics and history.
Trials of combat were common,as fellow classmates hoped to gain some reputation by besting the quiet child of their ruler. Originally wielding Djára blades,Jaden was often bested and found himself needing to find a weapon which suited his tall and slender frame. Eventually his teachers introduced him to the Tjúr Blade,a shaft with an angular blade at either end. Perfectly balanced in its defencive and offencive capabilities,the Tjúr blade rested easily in Jaden's hands. Hours turned to days turned to weeks as Jaden attempted to learn every intricacy of his weapon of choice. Before retiring for the night,Jaden would spend time cleaning and repairing his blade,as well as etching a series of complex runes along the shaft,a series of emblems to symbolise his growth as a warrior. The sweeping strikes and graceful movements suited his frame and favoured his tactics in battle. His final examination for the year was a Trial of Combat in a series of situations such as ambush,group combat and one on one combat. Jaden's speed and intelligence shone through as several opponents found themselves on the receiving end of his Tjúr blade in the ambush setting. His tactical aptitude led him through the group trials. His one on one trial would face him against the top pupil, Dzhura. Dzhura favoured a long heavy blade and preferred to bully his opponents into a corner before delivering the 'killing' blow. The bout started with an overhead swipe from Dzhura which Jaden avoided by sidestepping and stretching out a foot to unbalance his foe. The muscular Dzhura found himself struggling to pin down the lithe Jaden. Dexterous movements kept Jaden out of the range of Dzhura whilst still dashing in to unbalance his foe. Dzhura was finally forced to rush his opponent,only to be met by the hilt of the Tjúr blade,followed by a swinging heel kick to the back of the head. Dzhura slumped to the ground,slipping back to consciousness as Jaden rested the point of his Tjúr blade against his fallen foe's throat. Jaden stood alone and victorious"
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