6 Years ago
Lubbock, the fourth son of Gracius family was best at everything. Be it sports, science or knowledge of wars, life was very easy to him.
But he was unhappy. He just wanted someone to defeat him.
He was quite lonely in personal life. He didn't had any real friends. All were either afraid of losing to him, or wanted money.
But everything was going to change.
The Budo family (with the exception of general Budo) shifted in their neighbourhood. Also, Syura moved into the same household. He was send by the Prime Minister to learn more about politics along with Shambha, and coutryside crawling with nobles is certainly the best place.
One day, Lubbock was sitting beside an apple tree, in its shade. It was a peaceful day with birds chirping and squirrels crawling.
Suddenly he felt a gush of wind beside his head. He could say, it was a arrow, as few strands of freshly cut hair was fallen into the ground (which he lost from the region his left ear).
He saw the arrow has impaled a squirrel and it's body was stucked in the tree.
"Syura, this is how you use a bow. Yesterday, you couldn't shoot the target from five feet whereas today, I did it from 50 feet. You are better suited for politics."
"Hi, I am Lubbock, the fourth in the bloodline of Gracius family. Who are you people?"
Two boys, probably in their late teens were standing there. One was very tall, heavily built, tanned and carrying a large bow in his left hand. Another was of average height, brown skinned and white haired. He carried the arrows and a dagger was hanging from his belt.
The short guy was the first to speak " I am Syura, the son of Prime Minister Honest, and this bully is Shambha, the son of general Budo".
"I am not a bully, but you are too lazy too learn anything. God save you in the battle".
Lubbock was very happy. For the first time, he had met someone in his life who could challenge him.
"Will you challenge me in archery Shambha?" asked Lubbock.
"Surely green apple".
Lubbock had 108 matches, before collapsing of fatigue.
He was satisfied for the first time. After the match. Lubbock shaked hands with Shambha. Neither of them knew that this hands would be used latter to sever each other's neck.
As they prepared to leave, thunder cracked in the sky as if nature itself was trying to say how they had marked their fates.
Three of them spend their time hunting mabeasts in deep forests, learning martial arts and various weapons and discussing various strategies of warfare.
Everything was fine.
Suddenly, people from the nearby slum started disappearing. Everyone suspected the mabeasts from the forests.
Three of them disguised themselves as travellers. They waited at the junction of the road connecting the forest to the slum, behind a Sakura tree. A suspicious man, at the middle of a full moon light was hurrying away to the forest. He carried a large casket.
Shambha ordered him to stop. He choose to run away, only to be impaled by Lubbock's arrow. All three of them came forward, unveiled each with daggers in their hand.
"Who are you and what are you doing in the middle of the night?" asked Syura.
"My name is Henry, I came here to dispose these cursed imperial arms".
He opened the casket.
"This sword is Dark matrix. It gives the user a superhuman speed, but it's user will always be jealous and cannot find true happiness. The second device is the Cross tail. It is the controller of earth severing strings. But the controller will have a tragic life. Third is the Shambhala. It can teleport the users as well as other objects. But the user will turn emotionless, cold and manipulative. I will give these to you, so please let me go."
Suddenly, he tried to attack with a knife, only to split up his throat by scar.
"Let's take the teigus. Dark matrix suits me" said Shambha.
"I will take Shambhala" said Syura.
"We are in a agreement. Let's try them now. But we should be careful about the side effects" said Lubbock.
A dark cloud covered the moon, giving a ominous sign.