Chapter 1 The Day a Savior appeared
The date was August 10 in the year 2010 of Imperial Calendar. The Britannian Empire had just declared war Japan. The Far East Island nation had steadfastly maintained its neutrality, while Britannia now loomed as the world's sole power. The rights to Japan's underground resources became highly contested issue, straining the already deep-rooted tensions between the two sides. In the battle for the mainland, Britannian forces introduced the humanoid autonomous armored knight as the Knightmare Frame into combat. The enemy's forces were far greater than anticipated, and the Knightmares effortlessly obliterated the Japanese line of defense on the mainland. Japan became a dominion of the Empire, stripped of its freedom, rights, name, now referred to simply as Area 11. The once proud nation Japan was reduced to a mere number. However, this world is about to encounter an even harsher reality, one where the weak perish and strong survive.
In the year 199X, the earth was engulfed in nuclear flames. It is a world seemingly devoid of living beings. Nevertheless, humanity has not perished; now the strong reign while the weak submit. Above in the heavens, two constellations illuminate the sky: that of Nanto and that of Hokuto. Like night and, good and evil, they are yet complementary. The two constellations should not, for such conflict would threaten the balance of the planet., if these two titans unite, forces of darkness will be vanquished, bringing peace to forever. Now, both, unbeknownst to other, are destined to collide and meet for the first time. A demon of lies and deception will emerge wielding the Power of the King, while a savior will at the end of the century, bearing the divine Fist of the North Star.
2017 a.t.b in the Shinjuku Ghetto at night
The Shuku Ghetto is a place where the impoverished and conquered reside, a location where the Japanese, referred to as "Elevens," are compelled to live in destitution. The inhabitants are forced to kneel before Britannia. However, somewhere in the alley of the ghetto, a flashlight illuminated the darkness and then vanished, leaving behind a young man with brown hair. He wore a jacket with shoulder pads on each side. He was a large man with significant muscles and was known as a fighter. Most notably, his chest bore seven scars arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper. This man's name was Kenshiro, the 64th successor of Hokuto Shinken, or the Fist of the North Star. He began to awaken, looked around, and wondered if he was in another ruined city.
Where am I?
He walked out of the alley and looked around, noticing the people were different. They were all Japanese, but they did not resemble individuals from the age of power; instead, they appeared as though they had just lost a war. In the distance, Ken could see lights and, as he got closer, gasped upon discovering it was a city—a city reminiscent of those from his time before the nuclear war. He approached a random woman to ask questions.
"Hello, ma'am."
"Huh? Yes, what do you want?"
"Where am I?"
"Huh? You're in the Shinjuku ghetto in Area Eleven."
"What is Area Eleven?"
"Are you new here? It's the name Britannia calls the now-conquered Japan."
"Thank you," he said as he walked away.
Kenshiro moved toward the city; despite it being night, the city remained. As he walked down the street, he noticed people staring at him and whispering.
"Look at that Eleven."
"Yeah, look how he's dressed."
"He may be a thug."
Kenshiro ignored their comments and continued walking until he came across a person—a fellow Eleven—being beaten while everyone else turned a blind eye. Kenshiro felt the same anger he had experienced in his world, where gangs, bullies, and barbarians oppressed the innocent. When one of the Britannians kicked the young man in the face, was the final straw. Kenshiro had had enough; one of them was about to punch the young man when Kenshiro caught his fist.
"That's enough, get lost," he said coldly.
"Huh? Who the hell are you?"
Kenshiro then crushed the man's fist effortlessly.
"Ahhh!"
"That's it, get this punk now!"
They charged at him, prepared to fight, but all Kenshiro did was crack his knuckles before launching his attack.
"WATA!" he exclaimed as he kicked all three of them, sending them back to the ground. He then looked and saw Kenshiro, who said, "Get lost."
"Let's get out of here!" the thugs shouted as they fled. Ken approached the young man and assisted him to feet.
"Are you all right?"
"Yes, thank you very much. Those Britannians treat us Japanese like trash simply because they can. It's so unfair. Before we were conquered, I was training in martial arts in; now I am forced work a low-level job for them," the young man cried.
"Then you should continue training. Do not let anyonesuade you," Kenshiro advised as he walked away. The young watched, inspired by someone encouraging him to pursue his dream.
Back at ghetto's at night
Kenshiro walked back to the ghetto, lost in thought about how this place was different from the one he had come from yet so similar, until he heard a girl's voice. He ran towards the noise, only to be sickened further by what he found.
"No! Let me go!"
The girl in question was a teenager with rose-colored hair, struggling against a group of about seven Britannian soldiers. "Shut up, eleven slut! You should be grateful that you are about to be mated with a real man," one of them laughed.
Kenshiro was enraged beyond belief, realizing that even in this world, scum like this still existed. He approached the group, and they noticed him.
"Hey, what do you want? This woman is ours!" Kenshiro remained silent.
"Hey, we're talking to you, bastard!" Kenshiro stayed silent.
That's when one soldier pulled out his gun and fired, hitting Kenshiro in the chest. He did not even flinch, shocking everyone. He then walked up to the one who shot him, grabbed him by the head with one hand, and crushed it like a melon. The soldiers the girl were all stunned by Kenshiro's effortless display of Three of them attempted to attack, but Kenshiro elbowed one in the face from behind, kneed another, sending him flying into a wall, and kicked another, breaking his neck.
They all screamed in pain until one man's head exploded and another's chest burst open.
"Holy shit!" the girl exclaimed, shocked that this strange man was capable of causing the soldiers to explode before her eyes.
"Hey, do you know who we are? We are purebloods of Britannia; we are elite soldiers."
"I don't care; you're still scum to me," he replied, cracking his fist.
"That's it! You're dead!" the large man shouted, charging at Kenshiro until...
"WATA! ATATATATATATATAT! ATA!"
Hokuto Hyakuretsu Ken
Kenshiro struck the Britannian soldier with a blows using his bare fists. He then knelt beside the girl and asked, "Are you all right?"
"Yes, I'm okay," she replied with a blush.
"You little wretch, I am going to rip your heart out."
"You are already dead," Ken said coldly.
In that moment, the man's entire body began to contort, and his body exploded.
"Who are you?" the girl asked.
"My name is Kenshiro. What is yours?" he answered.
"It's Kallen Kouzuki."
"Well, it's nice to meet you, Kallen," he said as he was about to leave.
"Wait! Where are you going? You should come with me; you should join the Japanese freedom fighters," she urged.
"No, I do not fight in wars. I only fight to protect the weak, regardless of their race."
"But will I see you again?"
"If destiny allows it, we shall meet again," he responded as he walked into the night.
On top of a building, Kenshiro stood alone, gazing at the night sky and was surprised to see the Big Dipper shining so brightly.
Anyone in the ghetto who looked up and saw the Big Dipper was either praying or crying, believing it to be a sign from God. Ken realized it must fate that brought him here to this world to be its savior. He thought of his brothers, friends, rivals, his master Ryuken, and the woman he loved, Yuria. He whispered, uncertain of much about this world but vowed to save it by fighting the monsters that inhabit it. It is up to the Fist of the North Star to combat tyranny once again.
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