WARNING : spoiler alert if you didn't read ch 6&7 of the zero serie.
DISCLAIM : I do not own shaman king, I own nothing at all except my brain and laptop(both which don't work so well).
A young man stood, proud and elegant in the dead of the night. Before him, the high ranks of the population, with closed mouths but open thoughts. Behind him, onis and demons here to demonstrate their respect for their master, himself. And, beside him, the man they called "Emperor".
The teenager smirked, they were all here for his coming of age ceremony and, in their empty skulls, he could hear their whispered inner thoughts. Some didn't understand how a rent like him came to be so praised and dignified when, really, he was nothing more than a damned demon child. Some were intimidated of his great power, which was no longer in need to be proven and others forgot his origins, forgot his incredible capacities, to focus on something much lighter: his beautiful appearance beneath the glowing moon and twinkling heavenly dots.
' Superficial pigs.'
Back when he was younger, he hated the fascination that unworthy human beings had in his corporal envelope. He still remembered the man who took him in, out of the streets where his onis used to spread chaos: Tadatomo-sama. He remembered what he'd told him.
"You poor boy who doesn't know how to love, shall I teach you the basics first-hands? "
That man didn't teach him a thing about love, but he did show him how weak he was. So weak that he couldn't even protect his frail body, the way he couldn't protect his mother- the only illustration of love he ever knew from her barbarious murderers. That's when he learned that those too fragile to face life's cruelty had to be eradicated. It was a logical, almost merciful, fact.
What also surprised him back then, was the jalousie that the pedophile's action raised in the boy who was with him, Daitaro. He hadn't an appealing face and people out casted him for it, so, he appreciated any sign of affection he was given by his mentor, no matter how violent, painful or degrading it might have been.
But that was all past. Now, Daitaro joined the spirits, crushed Tadatomo's soul and allowed him to gain the gratitude of their country's ruler.
Now, he was anything but weak. None of them could lay a hand him! He was as brilliant as his emblem, the stars. Yet, he wanted more. He knew he was light years away from reaching his ultimate goal, but he heard from a demon about something that might just help him reach it.
The shaman fight, a competition to choose the world's ruler. The winner was to be given powers beyond mortals' imagination.
At all costs, he was going to be Shaman king.
The monarch beside him, put his hand over his right shoulder. 'Don't touch me.'
" I, here, announce that our city's loyal savior has joined the ranks of men and left those of children. No longer shall he be called Mappa Douji but Asakura Hao, a name he allowed myself to choose for him. May the gods guard him, so that he can forever protect our world of light of all that lurks in the dark. "
The crowed roared in applause. The demons behind him kept silent. He smirked, looking upward at the sky.
Today, he supposedly became a man, when what he wished was to join those with the power worthy of gods.
NV: I don't know if you read chapters 6 and7 of the zero series but I did and I was like " he rapped him!" . Well, an abandoned child in a time of war and darkness, it was to be expected. But, really, I was depressed for an entire week. Poor Hao T.T