The sound of cries fills the air as blood stains the ground. The battle for Earth and Hell is coming to the end. Two brothers stand side by side. Blue flames surround them as one draws a sword and the other draws his guns. They look over the sea of humans and demons to a large Demon in the middle of it all. Its horns curled and black. Its teeth long and sharp. It snarls at the brothers. The Brothers look at each other giving a single nod before they jump. With a cry the one with his sword brings it above his head and then brings it down on to the large demon's head. The one with the guns aims shooting at the large demon's eyes. The Demon cries out as its body lights up in blue flames. In its last act of life, it swings its claw hands at the brothers knocking them back before it fades to dust. The sounds of cheering fill the air as the demons around the humans start to turn to dust. The Humans have one this war. The battle is over. The two brothers now laying side by side look to each other and smile. Red now staining their clothes. They have won, but not it's time for the brothers to sleep. They reach out taking each other's hands, still looking at each other as their eyes start to grow dark. The life leaves the two brothers. Their souls being carried away by the wind. Their last thought. We Done It.
But this is not the end for the Two Brothers. There is another battle to fight. Their souls travel through time and space. Golden lights shine from the sky. The Gods will now fight this battle.
An untainted soul is hard to come by. Though can an once Half Demon be an untainted soul.
Two Souls float side by side in a world filled with emotes, waiting for their time to rise and help this new world.
Our story begins with a god with long blond hair, she spots only one of the two souls. She will give him a name and a home. She doesn't see the other soul, for it has floated away a long time ago.
She stands before the soul. Her holds two fingers to the soul.
"You with nowhere to go and nowhere to return...I grant you a place to belong. My name is Bishamon. Bearing a posthumous name, you shell remain here. With this name, I make thee my servant. With this name its alternate, I use my life to make thee a Regalia. Thou art Kazuma. As regalia, Choki. Come Choki"