Arc 2: Interlude
—Basara-onii-chan!
The cry of a violet-blue haired girl with a ponytail and yellow eyes was heard outside a forge.
—Muramasa, Mu-ra-ma-sa. That's my name, stop calling me Basara.
Out of the forge came a brown-haired boy in several directions, with green eyes with a grimace by the name of "Basara".
He brought his hands in the form of fists crushing the sides of the girl's head.
—I've said it many times, call me Muramasa.
—That hurts Basara-onii-chan!
The girl complained of pain.
Muramasa pressed a little harder.
—It hurts, it's okay Muramasa-onii-chan!
Muramasa stopped pressing his head.
Sigh. —Then why were you looking for me, Kurumi.
—Let's play Basara-onii-chan!
—This brat doesn't learn.
Muramasa pressed Kurumi's head again.
—It hurts!
—Then stop calling me Basara.
—Because, if that's the name your father gave you!
—Tch... There is no denying that truth.
Muramasa freed Kurumi.
He began to enter the forge.
—You better go back to the others, I'm busy right now.
—Okay, I'll be back later.
Said a depressed Kurumi who began to retreat from the forge.
Muramasa, returning to his favorite spot, looked at the black sword he had just forged.
Sigh. —It's a flawed and hollow sword, it lacks the spirit of darkness to be complete.
Muramasa said, tossing his sword aside.
He began to forge another weapon as he thought to himself.
Clank! Clank!
"The piece of soul that should have reincarnated ended up separating in half, this me reincarnated with the memories of my life, but sadly without the powers. Surely the other half will be reincarnated without the memories, but with the powers gained in Little Garden."
Clank! Clank!
"I'm really bumming that I didn't have all my acquisition collected over the years."
Muramasa began to shape the steel he was forging into a katana, the previous sword he had forged was a Western one he had known in the past, it was the Vorpal Sword.
Without the spirit in that sword, it was just a hollow and flawed sword in his opinion.
Clank! Clank!
He continued hammering the hot steel until he completed his image to a katana, with the forging tongs he took the burning blade to a bowl of water to cool the blade. Finishing with that, I take the blade to a sharpener to finish with the last touches that the katana was missing.
Sharpening the blade and also the tip of the katana, he grabbed a tsuka where it was aimed at the handle of the blade of the freshly made katana.
He wrapped the hilt (tsuka) with black cloth, finishing his work.
Muramasa took a close look at the work he had done.
—Defective.
He reached for the hammer that stood near a table and hammered hard at the katana he had made.
Crash!
The katana was easily destroyed.
Sigh. —I need to get better stuff, this is useless.
Muramasa began to ponder his options for a strong and durable material with which to forge.
His mind had traveled to another place, as he did not perceive two people who had entered his forge.
—What are you looking at?
Asked a girl with short light blue hair with a strand of braid on one side, with her yellow eyes she looked carefully at the front where Muramasa was looking, only to see the broken sword on the ground.
—Watching.
—Watching.
Kurumi, who had returned with the blue-haired girl, repeated what Muramasa had said.
—Watching two brats intrude on my relaxation zone.
Muramasa grabbed Kurumi and the blue-haired girl by the head, throwing her from her forge.
Muramasa returned to his forge.
— To have… What kind of weapon did he forge this time.
—How about a dagger.
Kurumi said casually.
—You get out of here!
Muramasa kicked them both out. Returning to the forge, he knelt on the ground.
—What am I doing... I'm acting the same as when I was a kid.
"Senji-san, let's play."
"Don't fuck with me now Yuusuke!"
A furious reddish-haired boy kicked a black-haired boy out of a forge.
—I'll forge a Kiseru, smoking will calm my tantrums.
His mood returned as if nothing had happened. She began again to forge the metal parts of the kiseru and look for a small cylinder of bamboo wood.
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After a while, Muramasa was on the porch of his house smoking with the kiseru he had made days before.
His father was not in the villa, he had traveled to cleanse any evil supernatural beings found wreaking havoc.
—I never imagined that I would be reincarnated in a village of heroes... all my time was killing these acclaimed heroes in Little Garden... Now I'm a bug like them.
He let out a slight laugh.
—Hmm... Now that I do... The only way to return to my original body is suicide. —I exhale the smoke. —But it would be boring to end my life quickly.
He began to meditate.
—Hmmm... I never played a hero's role... This may be the first time if I decide to do it.
For some strange reason he had a feeling of wanting to vomit.
—To think about being a hero, which disgusted the truth.
Muramasa entered his house, closing the door and returning to his room.
The next day he was in a creek having fun with some children bathing in that place and playing.
Muramasa in a bathing suit held a spear with which he caught the fish that passed in the stream, Kurumi also did the same by hunting the fish in the stream.
—You did, Kurumi.
Muramasa congratulated Kurumi for catching 3 fish in one cast.
Yuki stood near Muramasa watching happily what was happening in the stream.
Muramasa was acting back like a child while having fun today.
He spent the whole afternoon with his friends, until night came.
Each of the children returning to their home.
Muramasa, being alone, returned to his house and began to cook something for himself.
His father had not yet returned from his trip.
Eating a meat scam that he ended up doing, he sat on the porch of his house to watch the stars.
—There are things that never change in every reincarnation.
Muramasa ate his beef stew, while looking at the horizon of the night sky.
—Um...
Muramasa watched as the atmosphere was shaken by a strong wave of power traveling around the world.
He recognized to whom this flow of spiritual power belonged.
—Heh, so my other self has already woken up.
For some strange reason... Muramasa's eyes, which were green, began to take on a different color.
His red eyes were shining brightly, his smile had also changed to a crescent smile.
—Come to think of it. This would be the first time I would fight myself.
"This will be fun."
Finishing eating the stew. She stood up, but looked back at the same location that she felt the power of her other self.
"Someday we'll meet."
Smiling with amusement to himself, he entered his home.
The next day.
Muramasa was sweeping the floor with his opponents who were the children of the Village of Heroes.
He was excited to fight with his other self.
—Basara... It's a workout. It's not a competition.
—Yes, yes. I'm getting carried away by my emotions.
Muramasa replied to the trainer who was supervising all the training matches.
Boom!
—What was that?
The coaches screamed at the sudden explosion.
A wounded man was running over.
—Danger, Seito grabbed Brynhildr in an attempt at revenge on the demons!
"Brynhildr? It's the name of a Valkyrie... because I'd be here." Muramasa thought.
—The evil spirit sealed in the sword was enraged and is possessing Seito!
—Seito, you damned ingrate!
—I wasn't comfortable with the peace treaty with the demons... tch. It has to be stopped quickly; the others guide the children to a safe place.
Crack!
The ground was heard fracturing.
Where a human with a corrupted appearance was seen.
—Run-away quickly! The rest of us attack Seito!
There was some screaming of frightened children for the newcomer.
Some adults spoke loudly so that the other children would escape with another pair of adults, protecting him in case Seito chased him.
—Hey, that sword you've got is interesting.
—BASARA, STAY AWAY FROM HIM.
The cry of the gentleman who had reproached him earlier shouted at him to escape.
—No, I'm interested in that sword.
—This brat is really troublesome, just like his father!
—Let's go quickly and protect him-
Crack!
They were frozen by the sudden action of Seito as well as Muramasa.
Seito had slashed Muramasa diagonally, revealing the blood flying in the air.
But Muramasa had fought back where bones could be heard breaking in Seito's mouth.
—Protect whom! Fighting him will be a lot of fun!
Muramasa's smile was one of utter madness. In an instant Seito reached Seito, grabbed his leg, lifted him very high and then lowered him forcefully to the rocky ground.
Crack!
—Come on, get up and put up a good fight!
Crack!
Muramasa, letting himself be carried away by his emotions, hit Seito's back hard, and he ended up sinking to the ground.
Bam!
Seito using his leg hit Muramasa hard and he ended up flying into the air and falling close to the trainers.
—Ha, that was a good hit!
Muramasa stood up with his forearm wiping his mouth where a small trace of blood was seen.
—Boy... You're really strong.
—As expected of the son of the God of War.
The coaches were amazed by Muramasa's strength.
—Strong? Right now, I'm weak, I'm years away from being considered strong.
Muramasa complained to the coaches.
Clank!
Muramasa slammed the blade of the sword to deflect Seito's sudden attack.
—Hey, if you're going to stand there and watch, you better get out.
Seito was confused, his vision had turned. Below him was Muramasa who glared angrily at the coaches.
Crack!
—AAAAGGGHHHHHH.
Seito gave a loud cry of pain.
Muramasa brought Seito down sharply and punched hard using his knee on the rib, breaking him.
—Even though I'm weak, I have all my experience in battle.
Muramasa murmured as Seito listened.
—AAAAAHHHHH.
Boom!
Seito uncontrollably unleashed his power to cause an explosion.
All the trainers were blown away by the loud explosion as well as Muramasa.
—I didn't see that coming.
Muramasa said he was injured with several cuts on his arms and torso.
—Because he was cornered, he used his power like a bomb... ha ha ha.
Muramasa held a hand to his head as he laughed.
He started walking to the coaches where he gave a menacing look.
—I recommend you leave, there's going to be a loud explosion.
Crack!
Muramasa took his foot to a trainer who was standing near him, pressed his head with the rocky ground that ended up fracturing.
—Or do you want me to force you to leave?
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The evil spirit that possessed Seito was furious with the boy who had humiliated him.
—Kill, kill, kill.
He repeated several times his desire to kill Muramasa.
—If you want it so badly, come get him.
The spirit looked at Muramasa who was sitting with his legs crossed on a large rock. He felt like she was looking at him like garbage.
—AAAAAAHHHHH.
Clank!
He attacked with superhuman speed, reaching Muramasa in the blink of an eye that deflected the blade of the sword.
—You know, there's something interesting; if I kill you no one will complain, you're someone perfect to use. There's a latent power that I always wanted to use, for obvious reasons I wasn't free to experience it. Now that you attacked the village... I can use it without worry.
Muramasa dodged Seito's attacks while talking to himself.
The evil spirit felt a chill at the last thing Muramasa said.
Now he tried to escape from the place, but unfortunately Muramasa prevented his escape.
—Look into my eyes. The evil spirit looked fearfully at Muramasa who was smiling.
—Banishing Shift.
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—Basara/Basara-onii-chan.
Yuki and Kurumi were worried looking at the place where Muramasa was fighting Seito.
Until the next thing they saw alerted a fear in their head.
Boom!
The entire place where Muramasa was located had been banished with a loud explosion that grew several meters in an instant.
—BASARA!
—BASARA-ONII-CHAN!
Several tears fell in Yuki and Kurumi's eyes, thinking of the worst.
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—Um... You're interesting. I never imagined you had self-awareness.
Muramasa stared at the sword that was stuck where Seito died.
—To survive that attack, you decided to choose me as your host. Now I remember, you even turned my father down so he could use you.
"Seriously, my attention was focused only on forging that I ended up forgetting some things."
Muramasa smiled. —I'll take you with me. After all, I want to kill my other self.
Gripping the sword, he began to walk in another direction, away from the Village of Heroes.
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Sometime later, Muramasa was found by a group calling themselves The Hero Faction.
—Don't make me laugh, I'm more likely to be in an incestuous relationship than for you to win me over.
Muramasa said arching an eyebrow as he rested the Brynhildr sword on his shoulder, in front of him was the leader of said faction.
A handsome young man with black hair and eyes, he wore a Chinese-style gakuran uniform with a hanfu outfit on his waist.
—As descendants of heroes, we are meant to eliminate threats to human beings.
—It's the biggest stupid thing you've said so far, Cao Cao. But I suppose I can't change that ideology for you, and as I had already answered. I'm not going to join your bunch thinking about being a hero.
—Tch, I haven't talked to you to make you think we're childish, I'm here to recruit you to save humanity!
Cao Cao had lost his composure.
—Force me to join your group of brats.
Muramasa's face darkened. Glaring angrily at Cao Cao.
Cao Cao drew his spear [True Longinus] to attack Muramasa.
—To attack directly an enemy, you don't know is another very big stupidity. As you can see, you lost your composure.
Muramasa sent Cao Cao flying. Leaving him no time to react, Muramasa got on top of Cao Cao to kick him.
Crack!
The ground was fractured to pieces by Cao Cao's strong fall, impacting the ground.
—I've got all day to beat you up.
Muramasa was sitting on Cao Cao's back. I stared boredly at the horizon.
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—Two months later. —
Muramasa looked on with amusement.
In front of him was the person he had been waiting to meet.
A boy just entering adolescence.
He has white hair and red eyes. He also watched with amusement.
—Hahahaha! We're thinking the same thing!
The albino laughed at Muramasa.
—What's going on here?
A blonde with purple eyes looked confused at what was happening in front of her.
—I think Sengo has a loose screw.
Commented a girl with light blue hair and blue eyes.
—Izayoi, Esdeath! That guy is me too!
Break!
The two boys destroyed his shirt, revealing the scars on his body.
The two of them had the smile of a battle maniac.
—This is my fight, don't meddle!
Sengo exclaimed as he went on the attack with Muramasa.
Bam!
Bam!
Bam!
Bam!
Bam!
Bam!
Izayoi and Esdeath watched as the blows were blurred, each blow was given to some parts of their body.
He looked at the bruises that caught a lot of attention.
Crack!
Sengo buried Muramasa's head in the ground.
Crack!
Muramasa also buried Sengo's head in the ground.
Bam!
—HAHAHA!
—HAHAHA!
The two of them were laughing wildly as they fought.
Bam!
Bam!
Bam!
Crack!
Crack!
Crack!
Bam!
—Um...
The fight was stopped.
Muramasa using his forearm defended himself from Izayoi's punch.
—I'm bored to death; I want to fight too!
Izayoi angrily complained as the entire environment changed into chibi characters.
Sengo (chibi) watched as Izayoi (chibi) punched Muramasa (chibi) who stopped his punch.
—Ah... At what point do I get there?
Esdeath's (chibi) eyebrows were fluttering, he hadn't noticed that Izayoi (chibi) had disappeared from his side.
—We'd better fight another day.
Muramasa (chibi) grabbed the rags of his torn shirt. With that, he began to leave.
—I don't think I thought of that.
He claimed himself for the destroyed shirt. He would have to travel bare-chested now.
—Ah! Why!
Izayoi (chibi) exclaimed at the sudden action of ending the fight-
—He had said no one to intrude. It was my fight.
Sengo (chibi) took out a cigarette to start smoking.
—Let's go, the next cemetery we're going to attack is in Mexico.
Esdeath (chibi) followed Sengo (chibi).
—That's all.
Izayoi's (chibi) entire body went blank.
With Muramasa.
Sigh. —It's a pity that little girl got in the fight. But I still learned something, I'm too weak to kill him.
I need to get stronger.
