Getsu: "By the way, we've reached our destination"
Kaito: "But… there's nothing here except wild trees."
Getsu (smirking): "It's an illusion."
As they all stepped forward, the landscape around them began to shift. The dense forest vanished, and suddenly, Ayu and Kaito found themselves standing inside a massive hall. The air was thick with an unexplainable presence, and the stone walls were adorned with intricate carvings.
Getsu (gesturing around): "Welcome to our little home."
Before anyone could respond, a sword dropped from above, landing just a centimeter away from Ayu's foot. The sharp clang of metal against stone echoed through the hall. A dark shadow stretched across the walls, and before Ayu or Kaito could react, a firm hand landed on their shoulders.
Mysterious Voice: "Welcome."
Startled, Ayu instinctively summoned his sword, ready to strike.
Getsu (raising his hand to stop him): "Relax, relax! He's a friend."
A figure emerged from the shadows, stepping down the grand staircase with an amused expression.
Kento (grinning): "Hi, everybody. Welcome to my world, where I control everything."
Ayu narrowed his eyes and took a step forward, but the moment his foot touched the ground, he suddenly lost balance and fell.
Getsu (sternly): "I said stop this, Kento!"
Kento (chuckling): "Alright, Sensei, I'll stop."
Getsu (helping Ayu up): "Sorry about that, Ayu. Are you okay? This is Kento. I know he has a bad habit of messing with people, but trust me, he has a pure heart."
Ayu (dusting himself off, unimpressed): "Yeah, I just saw how 'pure-hearted' he is."
Kaito (curious): "But how is he controlling everything around us, Getsu?"
Getsu: "Because, like you, Ayu, he wields a legendary sword of the gods—the Sword of Reality. It allows him to manipulate reality itself."
Ayu (intrigued): "So… is it the most powerful sword?"
Getsu: "No. Your sword is the most powerful. Kento's sword can alter reality, but with limits. Your sword… it has no limits."
Kento (mockingly): "What do you mean 'who is that'?" (gesturing) "Let me introduce you both. This is Ayu, and this is Kaito."
Kento (smirking at Ayu): "So, you're the successor of that sword. Interesting."
Kaito (confused): "Wait… three legendary successors? Where's the third one? I'm not one of them."
Kento (grinning): "Oh, I know you're weak. I wasn't talking about you, my friend." (nods behind Kaito) "Look who's standing behind you."
Kaito (offended): "Weak?! Who do you think you are?!"
As tension filled the air, a calm voice echoed from behind.
Mysterious Voice: "Relax, guys. Stop fighting."
Everyone turned to see a girl stepping forward gracefully. Her presence was serene yet powerful.
Getsu (smiling): "Welcome, Rai." (turning to the others) "This is Rai. She wields another legendary sword—the Sword of Eternity."
Ayu (curious): "Sword of Eternity?"
Getsu: "Yes. With it, she can see glimpses of the future and the past, though within certain limits. And she possesses many other abilities."
Rai (grinning): "Hi, friends. Now that we're all here… let's have some fun!"
Getsu (serious tone): "Not now, Rai. We have something more important to focus on."
Kento (raising an eyebrow): "Oh? And what exactly do we need to prepare for?"
Getsu: "A battle."
Rai (crossing her arms): "Against whom?"
Getsu (grimly): "The one who seeks to obtain all nine legendary swords—Yukato."
At the mention of the name, Ayu's fists clenched, his expression darkening.
Ayu (gritting his teeth): "Yukato… Do you know him?" (his voice sharp) "I will never forgive him for what he has done."
Silence filled the hall as everyone felt the weight of Ayu's words. The battle ahead was no ordinary fight—it was personal.
Getsu (serious tone): "I know all of you lost your parents because of him. But do you know why he seeks the swords?"
Ayu (clenching his fists): "To gain power?"
Getsu (nodding slightly): "Probably. But more than that—to break a seal. A seal that's already weakening… If it shatters, the Tenth Sword and the god it imprisons will be set free."
A heavy silence filled the air.
Getsu (grimly): "From what I know, he has already obtained two swords. And to claim the rest, he won't hesitate to slaughter thousands."
Kaito (determined): "Then we must stop him!"
Kento (chuckles mockingly): "Heh, must? And how exactly do you plan to do that, Kaito?"
Getsu (firmly): "Kento, enough. This isn't just about stopping him. We have to protect the remaining swords and their successors."
Kento (crossing his arms): "Tch… You talk like we have a choice."
Getsu (calm but resolute): "Power comes with responsibility. It doesn't matter how strong your sword is. If you fight to protect someone, if you have a reason worth fighting for—you must win."
Kaito (thoughtful): "So… the strength isn't in the sword, but in the swordsman?"
Getsu (nodding): "Exactly. A sword is only as strong as the one who wields it."
Ayu (hesitant): "But I don't think we can defeat him…"
Getsu (gently): "We don't have to defeat him. Our goal is to protect the remaining successors."
Kaito (shaking his head): "But even that won't be easy…"
Kento (smirking): "You seriously don't see the power and speed Sensei has, do you?" (leaning forward) "By the way, Kaito… which sword do you have? Rai mentioned that you also wield something very powerful."
Kaito (pauses, looking down at his hand): "I… I have…"
Before he could finish, Ayu interrupted.
Ayu (turning to Rai): "We should stop talking and start preparing. What's the plan?"
Getsu (nodding): "First, we need to gather more shinobi. We have to train and track down the other successors before Yukato does."
Kento (grinning): "Heh, so even Sensei thinks we need training."
Getsu (sternly): "Don't be overconfident, Kento. Our enemy is stronger than you think. Your first step isn't just training—it's teamwork. Learn to understand each other before anything else."
Rai (concerned): "Wait, Sensei—where are you going?"
Getsu (turning away): "To seek help. I'll be back in a few days." (glancing back at them) "Until then, train hard. Take care of each other… and don't stop practicing."
With that, Getsu disappeared into the shadows, leaving the group standing in silence, the weight of their mission settling heavily on their shoulders.