• Midnight...all alone...deep in the forest where all fiends come out to feast. One young beginner warrior named Kite is in the middle of this war. It is the matter between life and death. The only weapons he equips are two swords that are regular. No kind of special detail about them. Two choices he had: either hide and escape with the other fellow citizens of the kingdom known as Khali, or face the fiends off and end this terrifying massacre that takes place every time during the full moon. The choice that was chosen was to be the hero and fight on. He was doing this in honor of his master who trained him and died for him. It was the fiends who murdered his master, Kazuki. And now, Kite was out for revenge. Looking at his surroundings, he was prepared. In his stance with his sword positioned. He could hear the disturbing sounds the fiends made from all around. And then a movement is heard from behind. Kite slowly turned around...A FIEND! The dinosaur like fiend jumps out with great speed and aims it's wide open mouth towards Kite. Quickly, Kite sticks his sword straight out and it pierces the back of the fiends throat and goes through. Kite grinned at the sight of this. "How amusing." Suddenly another sound is heard from behind Kite. He quickly turns around ready to fight, but sees nothing. Kite stood still. His arms spread apart. He then hears footsteps from behind and becomes alert. Another fiend! Kite quickly turned around but this particular fiend was too fast. It was green with red stripes across the face with thorns sticking out from the neck all the way to the back and end of the tail. The arms curved out and seemed turned backwards. On the side of the forehead a horn stuck out. More horns stuck out from the main horn. It jumped at his arm and chomped on it with it's layers of teeth. Kite cringes at the pain as he hears a rustle in the bushes behind him. Out comes another of the same type of fiend. Both jumps at Kite at the same time. Quickly, Kite pulled out his other sword and held them out in the opposite directions and spun around quickly, chopping off their heads. The blood splattered everywhere, flying to Kite. Kite stopped spinning. He glanced at the 3 dead fiends on the ground. He chuckled again. Kite was calm as ever, but breathing hard. As he was ready to walk away, he stopped. "This is too easy..." and just as he said that 3 jumped out from the left, front, and right side. Kite held out his swords and aimed it at the ones on the left and right side just as they were bout to bite and they ran into the swords. Their heads were ripped the heads off. Kite was ready for the one in front as it was charging after him but he heard another one come from behind. The 2 fiends were both dangerously close to getting him. Kite quickly jumped and did a back-flip rebounded off the front fiend's head and was in the air. It was all like slow-motion. He held his swords high and criss-crossed them, aiming for the one behind still in the air upside down in the middle of the back-flip. The swords were held in front of him and the fiend jumped up to him. Kite quickly un-crossed his swords as the fiend jumped into it and slit the fiend's throat. It's blood spattered on his face. The one the he rebounded off was at his feet and quickly Kite flipped all the way back to the front and pierced the sword through the fiends head. Kite then flipped his legs around and landed in a kneeling position with one knee up. And he looked around...wondering if there were more. Kite became suspicious. Usually there would be more fiends attacking. And he was right. Suddenly hundreds of them popped out in all kinds of directions surrounding Kite with nowhere to go. There was no way he could escape this. But knowing that there was k no way he could survive the battle, he was determined to fight. All the fiends jumped out to him and began biting every part of him. They had such speed. Kite screamed at the pain. But he thought of something quick. He suddenly leaned back doing the matrix and swung his sword in all the directions. Piercing, ripping, slitting, and chopping up every fiend in all directions. Blood was coming from everywhere. Including himself. As he was spinning his arms with swords in hand, he was still being bitten. A few seconds passed. Most of the fiends were killed but a good bit of them were still alive. Kite was tiring out. But he still fought on. And the because of getting tired out, he dropped his guard from behind and mainly focused towards the front. A fiend chipped off some of Kite's skin on his shoulder blades. Kite fell to his knees. He already was suffering from all the other bites. He was soaked with blood. While on his knees a fiend was in front of him. He held his sword out to pierce it, but then a fiend hopped on top of him. His face hit the floor. The fiends were suddenly eating him up peeling skin off everywhere. He screamed filled with pain. Kite lost grip of his swords. His legs were being pulled out by the other fiends. Kite was stiff for a minute. Sprawled on the floor. Fiends still feasting everywhere on his body. Suddenly Kite clinched his swords and began to get up, filling up with strength. He raised his sword up and stabbed the fiend on top of him. The fiend tumbled down. There were fiends eating up Kite's legs. He stood stiff for a moment looking down. Hair tumbled over his eyes. He began to scream a demonic scream and aura appeared around him. It was like thick red smoke coming out through his skin. Suddenly, the fiends stopped biting. They backed away. Kite then ran towards the ones in front of him and hopped on them stabbing, cutting, and chopping. The ones behind him began charging after him. Kite twisted around and stabbed them with his swords and fiends from the front chased after him. Kite glanced back and shot his legs out kicking in the faces and breaking the bones. The sword placed in the fiends in front Kite used to slide around him. Still on top of a fiend, he flipped backwards and stabbed more of them that was in front. He kicked the ones that were behind and swung his leg around under him kicking all of the fiends in sight. Along with his leg came his sword. This stunt continued for a while. It was like no tomorrow. And actually, it really was...for Kite. In Kite's surroundings, every single fiend was dead. He was breathing heavily and once again chuckled. He began to walk off and noticed he was staggering. Blood was still pouring everywhere. He heard a crackle of thunder and looked up. Drops of rain fell to his face. It then began pouring with rain. Kite smiled. And then looked serious. He slowly lowered his head and looked forward. He blinked slowly as his eye sight became blurry. He fell to his knees. Coughed a bit as blood sputtered from his mouth. His eyes began to roll back. "I'm sorry to let you down...master...." and wit that, Kite dropped to the ground.