Chapter 1: Chapter 1
In the beginning there was darkness, an unending world of darkness, A crucible of chaos. But even to that primordial existence there came a ray of light. A certain being emerged from the darkness and created everything in existence and split the universe into two. The darkness became the realm of demons... and the light became the realm of gods.
The two realms existed together for what seemed like an eternity. But one day the lord of the dark world said.. "These realms were once united, so why not rule them as one?" From that era forward, the light and the dark engaged in an devastating war that threatened to destroy everything.
After eons of endless war with no victory in sight, the gods asked the Absolute Being to give them the strength to extinguish the demons for god and put an end to the endless bloodshed.
However, their pleads went on deaf ears and the absolute being had no intentions have stopping the war. This fact along with the realization that the war would never end as long as the Absolute Being was alive led the ten strongest gods to rebel against their creator. But they were no match for their creator which led them to combine their powers and seal the absolute being.
With the Absolute Being sealed, the gods used tools containing fragments of his power to hunt down the devils and were able to capture the demon bael alive, tipping the tide of the war in their favor, allowing them to finally defeat the devils and force them all to escape to the cracks between worlds.
Centuries later, the gods discovered that the devils were trying to vanquish the human world in order to rebuild their armies and derived a plan to stop them in order to save the human race from certain extinction.
The gods would soon bestow their powers and blessings to a select group of humans in order to combat the approaching demons, which became known as the Hunters. As both hunters and demons continued to battle against one another, the demon race attempted to invade the Human World in order to invade the Divine Realm caused a conflict that would become known as the Great War.
During the Great War, four individuals hailed as the strongest hunters defeated multiple high ranking demons across the battle field and even managed to inflict permanent injuries upon the Demon King, Pluto and sealed him along with the demon realm. When the Great War came to a conclusion, the four individuals received the title "The Four Great Powers" as the strongest hunters in existence.
In order to spread the name of the four strongest across the world, stone monuments were scattered around the world in places where mana concentration was high. The monument is of knee-height and a single character "4" is inscribed at the middle.
Which brings us to the present where a young boy seventeen years of age can be seen sleeping on his bed. One who sees him would think he is sleeping peacefully but it's quite the opposite.
---Again a dream about that time.
With just his consciousness floating in the scenery of the past, Marco realized that he was dreaming. Deep crimson. The crazy eyes with that colour had looked down on him in the past.
The sound of steel cutting through flesh, the screams of people being slaughtered,
the angry voices of a large crowd, the crying voice of precious friends in the background.
Amidst that, a black silhouette with a big silver sword slowly came closer.
As the figure slowly draws closer, Marco knew he had do something or they will die --- that was all he thought. But Marco's mind neared its limit on this tragedy happening before his eyes.
And in the next moment--- Marco's vision was coloured white. His consciousness slowly faded away. He didn't know if he was saved or not.. Just-- Marco had heard someone's shout at the end.
Marco Oslov hadn't forgotten these words even now. The crying shout of a female repeated endlessly. Just like a curse--- It said, please give back my child.
"---! Hah…. Hah….---" Marco forcefully opened his eyes and at the same time made a rough gasp. When he looked up to the familiar ceiling, he realized that he had woken up. Taking a deep breath, he calmed down his chaotic heartbeat.
"No matter how often I see that dream, I just can't get used to it" Marco said while Laying on his bed face up, he stared at his shaking right hand that he had brought up to his face.
"Damn it" He said as he held unto his trembling right hand before the familiar alarm clock bought him back to reality.
"oh today is that day huh, I better get ready " He said as he slowly got up from his comfortable bed and did a few stretches before going to the bathroom.
After entering the bathroom, he approached the mirror and stared at his reflection. He had unkempt black hair that juts in all directions, sky blue eyes and a handsome looking face he inherited from his father.
Afterwards, he finished his business in the bathroom and wore his faith academy school uniform and went downstairs to prepare breakfast. As he approached the kitchen, he saw his father sitting in the sitting room couch with a newspaper in his hand. He is a tall and slim man with long black hair with golden colored eyes. His attire consists of a white shirt, grey pants and a pair of black shoes.
"Morning" Marco said as he spotted his dad
"Morning" The man known as Jin Oslov replied to his son greetings.
Seeing his greetings have been returned, marco made his way to the kitchen to prepare breakfast which took him ten minutes to prepare. After finishing his meal, Marco was moving to the front door until he heard Jin called him back
"Yo mark, it turns out I'm going overseas for work tomorrow for a while."
"eh" Marco asked in return on Jin's sudden words.
"A Russian customer wants a picture of Arabia. So I'm making a quick visit to Dubai." Jin worked as a freelance photographer. A professional that lived on taking pictures. For that, he sometimes had to go overseas to take pictures, but
"wait hold on" Marco asked as he followed Jin into room, However, Jin said shortly.
"It's a well trusted customer, so I have no choice." Preparing for tomorrow's job, Jin started to put the lens on his camera.
Jin was a renowned photographer with customers all over the world. The name [JIN] was rather famous in part of the business and his pictures itself were evaluated to have an artistic nature, like paintings. He had a lot of fans and his annual income was one or two digits higher than an average photographer in the business.
"How long will you be gone"
"Around a month or so" Jin replied to Marco's question nonchalantly.
Marco and Jin have been living together in Night city for six years after they were forced to relocate because of a certain incident. During those years, marco and Jin developed a special bond greater than father and son.
"but" marco stated before Jin cut him off.
"don't worry about it, you will be fine. a month will go by in a flash"
"that reminds me, when are you going to get a girlfriend" Jin added
"eh " Marco replied in shock upon hearing Jin question.
"I don't have time for such times" Marco said as he started moving towards the front door.
"No bitches" Jin stated with a smirk on his face.
"Shut up" Marco shouted with a embarrassed look on his face before he closed the front door.
---Today is the day that summer vacation came to an end and the beginning of a new school year. That said, even with summer vacation ending, it was not the end of summer.
On sunny days, the temperature easily crossed 30°C. A day with boiling heat from the morning on. Marco Oslov walked on the familiar street to school. Today marks the start of his second year in highschool.
"Aw, so hot… Damn it."
He was wearing the summer uniform, but that didn't mean that his trousers were shorts. Additionally the surroundings were full of students with the same uniform. He hated crowds.
"Girls have it good… They get to wear short skirts." He grumbled to himself as he walking.
Upon that, his gaze fell on the wave of students wearing the same school uniform that was flowing through the gate. Shortly thereafter, Marco arrived there as well.
"so this is it huh"
Marco stopped in front of the gate and looked up at the big building. Private [Faith Academy]. That is the school that Marco attended and he will also be starting his second year here.
"Well well, another year of torture, how exciting" Marco sarcastically stated as he approaches the front gate.
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