Warning: Will probably never be updated after the 1st chapter but we'll see.


PROLOGUE

"Is it finally time?" a weary voice asked in the stillness of the room.

A pause.

"Not yet."

There was the sound of a choked sob as the man in the corner curled further into himself. Shudders rippled through his body as barely contained gasps escaped his lips. The hooded figure in the corner watched silently as the man struggled to collect himself.

"Then why are you here?" his broken voice croaked out.

A heavy sigh filled the air. "There is still much you have to do." The hooded figure glanced around the room before zeroing back onto the curled up figure. "But not here. This world will not sustain itself for much longer. Not with the true tri-ni-sette holders having died out."

"NO!" the man screamed. "I don't want to! I want my family!"

The hooded figure glided towards the man and held out a bony hand. "And you will meet them again. There is not much time left."

Glassy sunset coloured eyes glanced up at the hooded figure. Anguish and pain and so much grief pooled inside of them.

It was always the pure ones- those with souls untainted that were fated to carry worlds upon their shoulders.

"Tsunayoshi Sawada," the figure murmured. "It is time for a new life."

Gently, knowing the man will not take its hand, the figure grabbed onto his hand itself. The hooded figure tugged the man into a stand. Making sure his grip on the man's hand was firm, it led the man into a growing mass of shadow that was not there before.