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CHAPTER ONE
In a raging fire that stormed across the City of the Red Hawk, buildings fell, lives were lost, and all that could be heard was the screaming and suffering of many individuals who had no idea of what was happening. All they could hope for at this moment was survival. A little girl had wandered through the crowd of fleeing people, looking for her mother.p
"Mommy!" she hollered. "Mommy, where are you!?" her desperate cry for her parent would be useless as she sat on her knees while a wall began to fall on her.
The young girl looked back at the falling wall and turned back around, closed her eyes while covering her arms over herself, waiting for death.
"Huh?" she was perplexed as to why she could not feel the gruesome weight of the wall slamming down onto her. She'd lean her head back, seeing a dark shadow cast over her in the figure of a man. "Who are you, mister?"
The man smiled, grasping firmly onto the handle of his sword. He unsheathed it in an apace manner, vertically swinging up the blade toward the wall. It'd shatter into debris and dust, making both him and the little girl cough at it.
"Son of a bitch..." he thinks to himself. After wiping the taste of dust out of his mouth he cleared his throat before addressing who he was. "I'm Sora." he boldly announced to the young girl. The aggressive rumbling in the floor and large shadow towering over him halted his show of bravado. He slowly turned around looking up at a monstrous sized demon.
"Mortal! You dare interfere with my dinner!?" Its voice alone echoed around the city.
While keeping his focus on the giant demon in front of him, Sora tilted his head enough for the little girl to hear him. "Hey, kid. What's your name?" he asked.
"S-Sayu!" she answered as her voice trembled with a scared expression plastered onto her face.
"I want you to get as far away from here as you can, Sayu. Your mother should be at the entrance to the city. That's where I last saw people heading for. Do you know where that is?" he'd ask her.
"Yeah! I do!" she'd quickly answer.
"Then get out of here as fast as you can..." he'd vaguely implore her. An army of demons slowly made their walk from the far distance behind the demon in front of them. "...you don't want to be around to see this."
Sayu nodded in agreement and ran off as fast as she could. Before Sora could attack the demon, it swatted him through the concrete and glass of a building next to him.
"Where are you going, pipsqueak!?" the enormous demon shouted. He'd throw his fist down at her in an attempt to kill Sayu before she could escape. "DIE BY THE HAND OF BALROG!" he yelled out.
His fist was suddenly stopped by Sora, who'd keep it held back with just a hand. "Hey, buddy! Don't think I'd go down so easily!"
"That's impossible! You should be dead!" the demon Balrog began to sweat. No one dead or alive who challenged him had ever been able to stop his punch with just their bare hands.
With the grin of excitement on his face, the adrenaline rushing through Sora's body allowed him to get a firm grip on Balrog's long arms and toss him through the abandoned cars. It hadn't done much but annoy him. Balrog plucked off the pebbles on him and stood up, shrugging off the little bit of pain.
"So you're strong. It matters not to me. My demon power still transcends that of a human's tenfold!" he boasts.
"I don't give a damn about your power. If you have a complaint, you can tell it to the tip of my sword while I jam it through your heart." Sora replies,
"INSOLENT MORTAL!" the demon yelled as he strides through the ground, throwing a punch at Sora.
Before his fist reached Sora, something had happened that was too fast for him to anticipate. In the blink of an eye, his movement was suddenly stopped and Sora's blade was raised up vertically. With a grin stuck on his face, Sora held his sword over his shoulders while looking up at Balrog.
"I think you should split," the young warrior willfully quips.
A white line drew itself down the middle of Balrog's body. From head to toe, Balrog was split open, and his body parts fell to the floor, disappearing in black/purple flames. Sora spun his sword around and sheathed it while looking into the horizon, seeing the millions of demons make their way towards him.
"Damn, there must be hundreds—no, thousands of them..., " he examines. " ...I guess I'll just start counting how many of these damn things I can slay before sunrise."
Many of the surviving civilians watched Sora from a big distance as he walked towards the demons so nonchalant as if the sight of danger hadn't crossed his mind. They all questioned in each other in silence who he was, however, nobody but Sayu knew his name. Her mother comforted her as they gazed at the army of demons destroying everything in their path, flooding the city like a tsunami. They'd surround Sora in a circular pattern, leaving him nowhere to escape to.
"I love it when you guys pile up together... " he says to himself while a demon scratched at him. He'd stab it before its claws could dig into his skin. " ...It makes it so much easier to kill you!" he yells out, swinging the demon off his sword and into a random group of other demons.
Sora's relentless swinging of his blade caused him to decimate through the demons like child's play. He easily made short work of them as the body counts kept increasing over time. The evacuated citizens were astonished by his swordsmanship and flexibility in battle. Sora left no openings for himself to be struck and quickly parried off any and every strike that came his way. The evacuation team of soldiers hurryingly moved the civilians into the helicopters. When the last person stepped inside the final helicopter, they immediately took off into the air. Everybody looked down, continuing to watch Sora cleanse the city of the demons until they were out of his line of sight. Sora smirked at the evacuated people then diverted his attention back to the demons.
"Come on! I can't do this all day damn day!" he yells into the sky as the demons then all piled down at him one by one. He broke free of their grapple and cut through a demon's throat while yelling into the air like a madman.
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