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A/N: This is just a short authors note so don't worry too much. I kind of just woke up in a sense so I hope this chapter goes well. Anyways, hope you guys review and tell me what you think about the second of the three chapters update.

Warning: This chapter contains semi-dark content (not lemons)

Black Eye Of The Tao Abyss

Chapter Seven:

Asura The Forgotten

Footsteps echoed throughout the hallway. It was disgusting him to no end. True, this was one of the greatest magical shrines there was and the training could make the weakest mortal into something that can even slay one of the dragons of Agus Of Blood. There was no denying it; his training here in this shrine increased his powers more than ten times their original. But there were also… moral issues concerning the institute. Every night there would be, what the master called "The Release" or sometimes "The Relief". It was the sickest thing he ever heard off. Many of his comrades, as this was an all-male academy, participated in this act of raping mortal women that they have brought in from the mortal realm.

Many of those that participated were under great stress, he knew, as he went through all the training that this school offered. But that was no reason to harm other human beings. They were mortals too in reality, just that they had magic. What disgusted him even more was that he thought of members of the opposite gender as delicate and elegant beings. By no means were women weak, but he always felt men were put on earth to protect women, not ruin and defile them. Thus he never participated in the act himself, he still felt guilty, as he did nothing to stop the others. The master would punish him severely were he to stop the others' "Time Of Relaxation".

Wham! He punched the wall. He knew for a fact that he was stronger than his master, but he always submitted to those who are elder and gave them respect. This time should be no different. Sometimes he hated his morality as he wished only to pleasure himself with blood, women, and much, much more. The temptation was… tempting, but he stuck to what he believed and he was proud of himself. Every morning after "The Relief", he would go to the women, still shaking and tried to comfort them. He gave them vast amounts of gold, but wealth was no compensation for something as precious as one's virginity.

Years went by as this went on, and he had endured many harsh training strategies, some that other students didn't even know about. Thinking about this, he reached his hand towards his face, or what was revealed anyways. Since… forever, he had been wearing that strange mask. The mask that hid all of the top of his face and the entire left side too, revealing the lower, right hand quarter portion of his face to be seen. He didn't even know what he looked like, but it doesn't matter, he had decided, one did not need to get full of himself based on his looks.

"Asura!" Someone cried out behind him, taking him back to reality. A boy with pure white hair and green eyes stood before him. The kid was only 6 for crying out loud! Yet he was here and one of the best students in this entire compound. "What is it Kuro?" He asked, without any emotion in his voice. But the child knew him better than that; "Master wants to see you in the main hall room DAF-198." Asura arched an eyebrow, not that Kuro could see it through his mask. "That's the fusion chamber room, correct?" Kuro nodded, "I don't think he wants to fuse with you though," he started, reading Asura's thoughts. "A lot of kids from the other shrines come too, apparently for a meeting before something big. Maybe you are to choose your mate now?"

Mate. That was another thing that bothered him. Instead of all the wonderful aspects of falling in love, getting your first kiss, and all that, his master wanted his pupils to just basically screw a powerful female counter part to bring out a child to a world without love or caring or anything else that a babe would need, in order for the child to be "Perfect" in all aspects of power and be under his control for his plan of the usual "World Domination".

As you can see, his Master was just a senile old bastard. But beside the point, Asura still gave him the respect that he deserves for being older. Asura scowled and a growling noise occurred in the back of his throat. Without further work to Kuro, he disappeared into the shadows and arrived to where he was required.

While he was traveling through the dark, he suddenly whited out for a while (kind of like blacking out, but instead, you see white) but only for less than a tenth of a second. Then he heard someone whisper something like "I accept" to him and he couldn't help but smile. That was weird; he never remembered his face in this position before, other than his usual smirks. Upon arriving outside the door of the room that he was required in, he decided to change his smile into a smirk as he couldn't help but twist the tip of his mouth upwards.

He entered the room and bowed without first looking to see what was going on. "You call sire?" he asked, no longer wanting to smile or smirk. "My dear child Asura, get up, get up, we have much to talk about…" replied his master. This reply told Asura 3 things. First, there were other people in the room, for his master was never that friendly except to put on shows for other. Second, this was something serious and the old man needed his help as he only called one his Child when he needed him to do a task, often involving dangerous quests that could get you killed. Lastly, this conversation would drag well off into the night as normally when "…we have much to talk about…" is there; students often missed a day's (or rather, night's) sleep.

He looked around the room; there were about 50 people here, not including him and his master. 25 masters of the 25 other shrines (there were no female institute representatives here) were there along with a student for each one of them. The special thing was that each student looked identical to him with his body structure, mask, clothing, everything! The fusion star was being prepared to use as it glowed with a silverish light. The star was a twenty-six pointed star tonight. There was only one thing that all this could be meant; he was to fuse with the other twenty-five to become some kind of tool within the masters' grasp. It didn't matter, what they said was what he obeyed; they were elders, after all.

"Asura, meet Asura of the Red Blade, Asura of the Blue Star, Asura of the White Shield…" his master began, addressing to each of the other students. Asura (the original) knew what was going on, he was part of a splinter cell program. It meant that the original Asura was split into 26 parts to train at each of the shrines that he could participate in (of course, meaning no admittance into the girls ones). Now that he completed his training, he was to fuse back with his other selves to become a great sorcerer.

Things went in a blur as he found himself holding hands with his other selves as the masters chanted and he realized that they were standing on the Fusion Star. He began to feel pain beyond imagination as he felt his body become broken into dust and other small pieces but he had something comforting him. That beautiful voice, the one who accepted him for who he was, played again over and over in his head. He didn't know who said it or what was going on, but his other parts agreed with him as they became connected, and felt at ease dreaming about beautiful emerald eyes…

Sakura opened her eyes to be seated in a beautifully decorated coliseum. She looked beside her and was relieved to find that her friends were seated around her. Eriol and Tomoyo were seated to her left, and Meilin to her right. "What's going on?" she asked Eriol but all he did was shush her and point to the center of the coliseum, which, Sakura guessed, was supposed to be the stage.

A sudden lightning bolt sounded and she heard a collective gasp around her. There before the others, were a group of about 100 men wearing black vests, leather pants, sunglasses, and red capes with microphones on their ears. One man was dressed similarly, but with silver outlining on his out fit.

"Welcome one and all, young and old, men and women, boys and girls. I am the master of ceremonies for this year's opening of THE REVALS' GAMES!" He shouted with much enthusiasm and whops, claps, whistles, etc followed this. "This year's competition would be different than the others, if I am correct, the last time this was held was 10 years ago, the new rules would be told to you later on as we have a special treat for you. Please welcome, last year's champion as he is about to make his speech!"

A great gust of wind picked up and soon another man dressed in gold appeared before them all. The man was old, she knew that much, but she could just feel the magical energy waves pulsing from his presence. Another figure cloaked with black stood behind him. "I am humbled to see all of you here, but I am not what I used to be so I will retire and not participate in this competition (people start to whisper and some gasped as he said this). But my apprentice here would take my place. While everyone else would enter the competition in pairs, my apprentice would enter by himself, as is required of the returning champion or whoever replaces him or her."

By this time a lot of voices carried out through the whole place as people began to argue with the old man with somewhat of a passion. The man held up his hand and in an instant everyone became quiet. "To prove to everyone here that my decision is sound and carefully thought out, there will be an exhibition match between my apprentice and the three chairmen of the three Realms."

Another collective gasp followed by chattering. "What's this all about?" Sakura asked Eriol but before he could answer, the ground shook and three new figures appeared on the stage. "We accept," said the one in the middle, wearing red robes. The other two nodded their heads. The three were wearing robes of the primary colours and their energy together made Sakura's head spin. "To make things more interesting, my apprentice would use only one card from his collection, an Abyss Card, if you will, (more muttering amongst the crowd)" The three chairmen laughed heartily at this and nodded their heads. "If you think the boy can beat us, let along use that card, then go ahead, let us begin, this should be quite amusing." The one on the left spoke, wearing the blue robes.

They were about to begin when the one in the yellow robe spoke. "Before we start, show us who you are and tell us your name." He said, pointing a finger at the cloaked figure. As the apprentice looked up, Sakura's mouth went wide as she saw those oh so familiar brown eyes… "Asura, sir, Asura, the forgotten…"

Whoo! I'm whipped, I'm going to take a break and have a kit-kat and come back in like 15 minutes, c-ya guys, tell me what you think.