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YST Shin Kon Hen (Early Dusk Volume) Book 4 - Summary

Chapters 3 - END

Solely because writing out the full story exhausted me, so I went ‘forget this’ and summarized the thing. Enjoy. It’s now in English. whew~

- SUMMARY OF EVERY CHAPTER'S EVENTS -

Book title : Book 4 * Samurai Troopers * Shin Kon Hen (Early Dusk Volume) SUMMARY

Published by Keibunsha Novels

Character designs by Enzan Norio Art by Ushyuu Miki Story by Yoshie Kawahara

Chapter 3 - Era of the Oni

After the attack on Yakushi's mansion, the damage was fixed and it was as if the attack had never happened. Nearby in the heart of the city was a place where many houses of rich people were at. In the middle of these was a single large garden space. Yakushi meets the retired emperor here, then walks into a nearby house where they quietly sit down and talk. She says that she is glad he's feeling better, but will be glad when he regains power and becomes the emperor again. He says that he will never become the emperor again. Having power as the emperor is one thing, but being able to help people live better, more peaceful lives is the wiser way to be. His brother is now the emperor and it is fine. Besides, the retired emperor was already exhausted having had so much work to do when he was the emperor. If he were to become the emperor again, it would be too much work. Too exhausting. Also, before this latest illness, he already suffered from many illnesses when he was younger. He was never 100% healthy. Instead, they (the retired emperor and her) should live in a quiet, nearby city and live out the rest of their days in peace and quiet. This gets Yakushi extremely upset. She loves him very much. She wants him to be emperor again so she can have the power she wants. Why does not he not understand this?! She's completely ignoring what the retired emperor is telling her that he wants. She's sticking to what she wants and nothing else will do. She begins to cry. He hugs her. He tries to comfort her by telling her a story about an ancient emperor that wore shining armor. This 'shining emperor' was very, very strong. This shining emperor wearing armor appeared only because the world was a horrible, terrible, scary place and innocent people prayed for help. This shining emperor removed all of the evil from the world to make it peaceful and happy. Because of this armor wearing emperor, this is when the world began. Or, so this is how the story is told. Yakushi hears this and, instead of hearing this as a fictional story, she thinks this story is real. She leaves the retired emperor and returns to a temple located outside of the capital city. There, she flirts with the priest in charge of the temple, that way she'll get the answers she wants a lot easier. Aas she asks about the emperor with shining armor. Some years earlier he'd worked on a scroll talking about that very topic. He finds and shows her the scroll and it shows a shining white armor. She's not impressed by how it looks, because the paper is very old and the art style is not new and beautiful, but this goes to prove to her that this is real. She reads text written on the side of the paper. The prayers of those who fear evil will make this warrior appear. This warrior collects the power of living things. She asks the priest to tell her how to make this emperor with the shining armor appear. He says that the story only describes it as 'screams and prayers of help from scared people will make this warrior appear'. This gives Yakushi a new idea. She will use her Oni to change the Earth from a nice place to live. Instead, it will become a living hell and that armored warrior will have to appear. When he does, she will order her Oni to steal the armor. Then, the retired emperor will have the armor and become the most powerful person in the entire world. As the priest escorted Yakushi out of the temple and to her vehicle, Kose was quietly sweeping the floor nearby, watching and listening to everything.

Back in the city, Yakushi and Oni are in an empty room where they can talk alone. He is clean, dressed in armor, and looks more civilized, but anyone can see that this is a terrifying man and someone to be afraid of. She asks how the recruitment of warriors is going. If she is going to turn this world into a living hell, she'll need more than one warrior at her side. She will need an army, and Oni will be the leader of that army. Oni says that there are no skillful people he can use. Yakushi says he'll have to tolerate it for now. They need numbers to make this work, even if they're not the best or strongest warriors. Knowing that she can't continue to call him 'Oni'. He has to fit in with everyone else, and that requires a proper sounding name. As they talk, a memory surfaces in Oni's mind. His name is 'Arago'. When he was living out in the wild countryside, he lived alone. He had no idea who his family was, if he even had a family. Where he was born. Or even his own last name. The longer he was around her and here in this city, the more of an influence it was having on him. The less stupid and silent he was becoming. He finds it amusing how a 'woman' reacts to hearing his name, and his tone angers her. She scolds then dismisses him from her presense.

A month later finds Arago in charge of his own military group. Yakushi managed to get Nakanari, her brother, into a position of power. He was the only person that Arago answered to when it came to this. This military group is charged with keeping the capital city safe. Over time more men had come forward to join this group, thinking that they were going to help keep the precious capital city safe from danger and evil people. However, only four people truly stood out as suitable warriors. These four directly served under Arago. Everyone else served under these four warriors. Shinsei, Yokuseki, Takekuni (Ryou look-a-like), Akimitsu. Their latest order was to go out to the wetlands near the capital city and take care of the thieves living there. It was night time and anyone out here would be fast asleep, making an attack easy.. A full moon over head was their only light. Arago led the way. They were all on horseback. They quietly approached a rough and poor looking settlement. The four men spoke quietly as they surveyed the area. It didn't really look like any sort of secret hideout for bad people. Even if they were terrible people, this was no way for anyone to live. As they tried to decide how best to approach, Arago charged forward on horseback to stomp across and begin destroying the poor looking huts. It didn't take long befor confused, screaming, and frightened people came running out of the huts. The four were absolutely shocked at Arago's actions, and doubly shocked to see that, instead of bad-looking, evil people scurrying out of the buildings, these looked like poor people. Old, grey haired people. Pregnant women. Little children. People who posed no threat to anyone. Arago wasted no time in using either his horse to stomp down and kill people, or his sword to cut through anyone within reach. Shinsei was the first to react, racing forward on his horse to stop Arago. This only got his horse kicked and Shinsei knocked to the ground. The other three hurried to their comrade's side, echoing Shinsei's cries to stop. They used their horses to block Arago's horse, but this didn't stop him. He dismounted, then ran after people, slaughtering anyone who wasn't fast enough to get out of his way. Which included a feeble old man and then a small child. The four warriors felt sick at what they were seeing. Once the survivors had managed to scatter and hide in the darkness, away from where Arago could reach, that's when the large, muscular man stopped his ruthless attack. He got back up onto his horse and didn't see at all bothered by the brutal massacre or by how his four leading soldiers were reacting. One of them called Arago out on what he'd just done, but he shrugged and acted like it was nothing important at all. Whether they were thieves or poor people, worthless lives were still worthless. They were breaking the law and this was their punishment. And, that was that. He mounted his horse and led the way back to their barracks in the capital city. The four silently followed along behind, but once they were back within the city's borders, they headed straight for Nakanari's office to talk to him. They told him about what had happened and, instead of supporting them, he was as nonchalant as Arago was. Nakanari didn't exactally agree with how Arago had decided to carry out punishment, but it wasn't that big of a deal. Worthless lives were still worthless lives. 'Their fate was their own fault'. Besides, Arago did what he thought was best to keep this city safe. End of discussion. Akimitsu asked what should be done about the dead bodies, but Nakanari really didn't seem to care. Leave them were they fell. Nakanari left the room and the four young warriors were in complete agreement. Nakanari and Arago were completely wrong. What Arago did was very wrong. What could they do? Report them to the emperor? Takekuni pointed out that they couldn't do that. According to the information he'd gathered, Nakanari was Yakushi's brother. Yakushi was very close with the retired emperor. And Arago was said to be the personal guard of Yakushi. Even if they went to the current emperor with this information, it would be a wasted effort because of how connected they all were with one another. A single word from Yakushi to the retired emperor to the current emperor and no disciplinary action would be taken. This is when Takekuni decided to be honest about his identity. He told them about how he was really Nosuri. About the clan of Kaosu. About how Kaosu was going to try and help, but, for now, they needed more information before they could act and do anything. He would leave his meeting and report to Kaosu. Until then, the young men had to patiently wait. They agreed, then parted ways. Nosuri hurried out of the city to meet with a young woman, a member of his family. This was a good thing because the young woman had managed to work her way into not only being a servant of Nakanari and Yakushi, but being the one person in charge of all of their servants. She reported that Yakushi had left to visit a nearby temple and pray for the retired emperor's health to improve. The only thing is that this particular temple had a reputation for preforming curses and casting spells if the people who came there were willing to pay a high enough price. Nosuri thanked the young woman for the information, then went to the temple. He needed to find evidence of anything that could show Yakushi was trying to harm, not help, the retired emperor. He successfully snuck into the temple and began looking around for anything out of the ordinary. He discovered a hidden room where a priest was preforming a weird spell, making a creature emerge from the flame of a candle. Before Nosuri could find out anything else, a night watchman monk stopped him. However, instead of any big, noisy fight, it was clear that neither person wanted to fight the other. Instead, they ended up talking. The monk, sharing that he is Kose, tells Nosuri that a month ago he'd tried to run away from this temple because of the bad things that were happening, but that he, instead, found a new friend named Kaosu. The only reason he returned here was to be a spy and gather information. All to try and put an end to the bad things that were happening here. Nosuri tells Kose about who he is, and that he's also here to help get information for Kaosu. They both thought it was funny and wonderful how they, two complete strangers, out of every person in this entire world, both know Kaosu and were currently working to help out their friend. With a new friendship forged, they work together in the temple to find any evidence of Yakushi's wrongdoings. Soon enough they find an altar with bits of spellpaper on it. On the paper was clearly her handwriting. They find a small wooden doll dressed in very fancy clothing. This was meant to represent the retired emperor. The body was covered in many scratches. In its chest is where a hole had been dug out and several needles were sticking into it. There were also small bones nearby this, as well as a lock of cut hair. This is exactally what Nosuri had been looking for.

Chapter 4 - Opening Eye

Both Kose and Nosuri felt troubled by what they'd found, and understandably so. They wished one another good luck and stay safe, then parted ways. Somehow Nosuri had to find Kaosu and show this to him.

Far out into the mountains and the forests, Kaosu had returned to the hidden village after Kose had left. That's where Onjiyou had told Kaosu that his training was finished. There was nothing else that he could teach to Kaosu. Kaosu how had to leave and confront his destiny out in the world. Kaosu thanked the old man, then, with Byakuen at his side, left the village. He had a vision about Arago, and feeling his evil presense made both Kaosu and Byakuen feel nervous. They walked through the forest and Byakuen eventually led Kaosu to a lake that was hidden deep in the forest. This was unlike any lake he'd ever seen before since all of the animals gathered here were peaceful. Animals that would've been enemies and tried to kill each other out in the world were peaceful here. He had a nice night of sleep, then awoke the next morning to see that the lake had changed. It looked cleaner, brighter, shimmering in the sunlight.

In a nearby village of Kaosu, a man rang a bell. Everyone became very excited. "Kaosu has finally awoken". They hurried to make their way to Mitama Lake. (Yes, THAT lake. The lake where Shuten, Nasutei, and Jun found the Inochi no Magatama (Jewel of Life).) (Note from the translator : The only thing I can figure that makes any sense is because they're all a part of the clan of Kaosu, they're aware of each incarnation of Kaosu and when his powers activate / 'awaken'. Though the author never explains this. AT ALL.)

Kaosu and Byakuen stood on at the edge of the lake as the water changed, then moved. It revealed a hidden temple that had been under the water. They went into the temple and the first thing they saw were suits of armor lining a hallway. They entred into a room with a golden shrine to see a single suit of armor there. When Kaosu moved the armor, somehow knowing this was reserved for him to use and wear against the evil he would soon face, he found the Inochi no Magatama (Jewel of Life) resting on a small space in the golden shrine. He took the armor and left the shrine. Once outside, he was greeted by the people from the clan of Kaosu surrounding the lake, as well as lots of different animals. They were aware of him and were ready to celebrate his awakening. Kaosu had returned to his home village and managed to get a good night of sleep after his people celebrating his awakening. The next morning he was woken up by Nosuri's return. The leader of the clan looked over the little wooden doll his friend had brought back. It was difficult to believe anyone would go so far to do something this horrible. Nosuri explained, to the best of his understanding, that Yakushi had made her way to the retired emperor's side solely because she wanted to seem so loving and devoted to him and his wellbeing. Little did he know that the source of his health problems was Yakushi herself.

Back in the city, the Oni's reputation had only grown, and this was, by no means, a good thing. Word had spread of the savage attack in the dead of night. It was at the point that no one dared to go outside at night, for fear that the Oni would suddenly attack and slaughter them without a second thought. With Oni's reputation growing and getting more fierce, so, too, did Yakushi's self-confidence grow. It was as if whatever weakness she may have been seen as having, solely because she was a 'woman' were vanishing from sight. Due to Yakushi quietly pulling the strings in the background, working to get her brother more power, he was becoming more greedy. Sure he could try putting forth the effort to do it himself, but why bother when she was already doing so much on his behalf to further her own plans? Because of her ambitions, Yakushi's evil ways were only pulling her more and more into darkness without her even realizing it. It would only be a matter of time before she would stop existing and only pure evil would be in her place. As for Arago, what little information that had been gathered didn't do anything to make anyone feel better about him. Arago had been born into poverty and was like little more than some feral dog attacking, killing, and managing to live by eating human flesh.

(Note from the translator : Yes, you read that last bit correctly. Directly translated from the original Japanese text. HE. KILLED. PEOPLE. AND. ATE. THEM. blech... )

The only reason why he was even seen as a human was down to Yakushi's influence and dressing him like a proper person. Putting him into a more civilized enviroment. Though that didn't really do anything to change the beast of a man that he was. A long time ago he'd met a monk who had tried to help him be better. Arago was taught words, shown how to have a better life, how to understand other people. However, the monk couldn't stay and eventually left. This left Arago as being neither a man or a beast. Perhaps he was something of them both, in the end.. In the end. Arago had to make up his own mind and live his own life the only way he could. For him, this was the right path. This was the only path. There was nothing else for him. A part of him had wanted to see that monk again. Every time he killed, he'd been hoping the monk would appear soon after. A familiar, kind face. But, no. So, this is what it was. His life was to instill fear into people and kill. Just as this was his life path, so was Kaosu's path to lead his people into a world of peace. Light and Shadow. Two opposites. Eventually, they would have to meet.

After Nosuri had left Kose at the temple, Kose had decided to follow after. His first thought was to return to the waterfall where he and Kaosu met. He was disappointed to not see his black haired friend anywhere near the water. Out of ideas, not familiar with the area, and having no intention of aimlessly wandering about in these woods, he placed his hands into the waterfall and concentrated on his friend. Maybe, by some miracle, this body of water was somehow connected to Kaosu. Maybe his desire to see his friend would be transmitted. Surprisingly so, it worked. He could hear Kaosu's voice telling him that there is a village nearby on the other side of the mountains. Following the instructions, and hoping it wasn't simply his imagination or some daydream, he soon found himself entering a hidden away little village.. Much to his surprise, he was greeted by the village people and Kaosu had told them to expect Kose's arrival. Kose was clearly surprised and marvelled at how awesome the people of Kaosu's village were. Before he could dwell too much on this fact, Kaosu appeared nearby in the doorway of a hut, and wearing an impressive suit of armor. Before they could talk, an older woman walked up to Kaosu and gave him a sword. He accepted it and said that he would protect this entire family just as he had done from the most ancient of times. As long as evil exists, he would be there to stop it. Kaosu sheathed the sword on his hip, then Kose and Kaosu, with Byakuen close behind, walked into a nearby shrine. Everything seemed normal, up until the point that the shrine began to glow and shine. Then the trio began to shine as well. Just like that, in the blink of an eye, they vanished from sight and the glowing came to a stop. Everything looked like it had returned to normal. (aka Kaosu, Kose, and Byakuen teleported somewhere else.)

Chapter 5 - Right and Wrong Determination (Correct and Incorrect Determination)

In the capital city, the emperor had arrived and, in a room of a very nice building, was holding a meeting with the retired emperor and all of the lords. Yakushi and Nakanari were there, too. The emperor announced that Nakanari's military group would have more men added to it, and then be split apart so there would be a smaller police division to patrol the city and keep everyone safe. This meant more power for the already-greedy Nakanari. However, unfortunately, the emperor had made up his mind and said that the capital city would now be a completely different location and be called 'Miyanaka'. This make Yakushi upset. This was ruining her plans. To make matters worse, the retired emperor, and by association, Yakushi, too, would be excluded from any further meetings like this. The retired emperor said he was fine with this and happy to live a quiet life, but Yakushi was having none of it. She tried to look really sad and make the retired emperor change his mind, but it doesn't work. Suddenly, Nosuri stood up from the back row and walked forward. He presented the retired emperor with the doll he had found in the temple. The retired emperor saw the writing, the scratches across it's surface, the hole in the chest, and the needles stuck into the hole. To add to this, Tomoaki approaches next. He'd been investigating as well. He'd found a very old and somewhat small box that belonged to Yakushi. In it were scraps of various cloth, some loose, some sewn together. Some pieces being the exact same cloth and sewing pattern that the emperor's wooden doll was currently wearing. The retired emperor went from feeling betrayed to absolutely angry. The woman he cared so much about had worked her way into his life, put a spell on him to make him ill, and, to him, been pretending to pray for his wellbeing when, the entire time, she was the one making him sick and weak. The emperor ordered Nakanari and Yakushi to be arrested, but Yakushi fought back. She struggled and managed to escape from the guards. Outside, she ran across the street to Arago and told him that the people in the building were going to harm her. He had to protect her. Akimitsu, one of the four men who had been serving directly under Arago, was the first outside of the building, sword in hand. He rushed over to Arago and Yakushi, intent on not letting her escape, even if that meant fighting against this beast of a man. Arago withdrew his sword to fight. As he swung his sword down, Akimitsu was quick to move out of the way, but Yakushi was not. The sword came down and cut Yakushi's head, splattering his face with her blood. He withdrew the blade, but didn't flinch or even show any signs of remorse. More people had exited the building. Nakanari had witnessed the scene and ran away screaming. Tomoaki and Shinsei hurried after Nakanari as he was climbing up onto the roof of a nearby building to escape. Tomoaki shot a single arrow at him, the arrow landing in his thigh. Unfortunately, this threw him completely off balance. He fell from the roof and died when he hit the ground. Arago took several steps back from Yakushi's dead body and laughed. He then aimed his sword at the retired emperor. Without a word, making it clear that he would be the next to be killed. Akimitsu jumped in the way, followed by Nosuri, using their swords to hold Arago's sword at bay. For the moment, stopping any attack from happening. Tomoaki and Shinsei quickly join in to stop Arago as the emperor orders the gates of the city to be shut. The gates securely slammed shut. The doors of buildings were closed and locked. The capital city was now under martial law and no one would be allowed out. Arago shoved the four warriors away from him, freeing his blade. He moved fast, running down the street and being chased by soldiers. However, the longer he went, the more exhausted he became. Speed and endurance were not what his body was built for. He couldn't go into the building where the meeting had been held. He couldn't get out of the city and flee into the nearby mountains. He'd gotten lucky and managed to lose the guards who'd been chasing him, but, all too soon, he heard a man's voice talking to him. A familiar voice. Kaosu appears to Arago and the large man recognizes the figure to be the same monk that had come to him so long ago. Kaosu tries appealing to the humanity within Arago, saying that he doesn't have to be an Oni. He doesn't have to be some blood thirsty monster. He can still choose to turn away from this kind of life, from seeking power. Kaosu is standing in the same street as Arago. After everything he's been through, Arago refuses to listen to reason and draws his sword on Kaosu. At that moment, a pure black force flew through the air, swirling around Arago. He asks for darkness to take him and says that he's not a person. He's not a man. He is a monster. He's not afraid. Suddenly, the dark force showed its true form as a spirit. An old, thin man wearing the tattered robes of a high ranking monk and pale, greyish blue tone to his skin. It's clear that this person is nothing from this world. He introduces himself as Badamon, bowing to Arago with respect. He's a spirit that comes from a world of evil and who knows of Arago's evil ways. He says that Arago is the being powerful enough to become emperor of that world. Arago asks how he can accomplish this. Badamon is a spirit. Arago is still very much so alive. Badamon shows a creepy smile and says that he can make Arago into a being like him. The power from the world Badamon comes from can surpass the power of 'life' and having a physical body. Arago smiled in return. That's all he needed to hear. Badamon summoned energy from everywhere, the ground, the sky, the water, making everything appear to sizzle and explode as energy gathered around Arago. A lightning bolt shoots down and, suddenly, massive hoard of dead mean can be seen on the ground, crawling towards Arago. They are now his servants, attracted to his power, his greed, and his desire. Another bolt of lightning strikes and suddenly Arago finds himself wearing a huge suit of black armor. Badamon explains that this evil armor is just for him. It was created to combat the menace that is "Kikoutei". Arago takes a moment to look over himself, seeing that he's no longer his human-sized self. He's much larger and the armor that's completely covering his body reflects the beast, the warrior, the monster that he was as a man. The mask guard is blood red, there is ghostly white flowing hair on either side of the front of the helmet, and the dark, menacing grey of the armor reflects the dark and evilness that he represents. A final bolt of lightning strikes and Arago finds himself surrounded by an armor of soldiers. HIS soldiers. HIS army. A sharp rumble of thunder is heard, dark, ominous clouds can be seen in the sky, blocking out the sun, and a heavy rain begins pouring. With Arago in the lead, he wastes no time travelling through the city with his army laying waste to everything in its path. Like some weird, horrible tsunami, the soldiers destroyed houses, slaughtered people, leaving nothing behind but destruction. Men, women, young, old, it didn't matter. Anything in his path would be cut down. The emperor's soldiers tried to fight back, but it was completely useless. No matter how the emperor's soldiers struck, attacked, or cut into Arago's soldiers, they didn't fall. They weren't injuried. Nothing was stopping them. The emperor completely shut down the section of the city that held this invading, other wordly army. Any innocents who remained alive either stayed hidden and out of sight, or made a mad run out of the city to escape Arago's army. Despite several different attempts, the soldiers proved to be unstoppable. The four young men who'd been serving directly under Arago, having seen the atrocities he'd committed, now fought against him alongside Kose, but nothing seemed to work. They poured oil on the grould then lit it, hoping a line of fire would stop their approach. No. They fired numerous arrows hoping that would stop them. Again, no. The emperor's soldiers piled up sandbags at the closed gates, half for protection, half in another effort to stop the invaders. Nothing seemed to be working. Tomoaki reported this disappointing news to the emperor, but the emperor tried to reassure the young man. The enemy they were facing wasn't from this world. There wasn't anything left for them to do. Nothing left but to pray. It's at that very moment that Kaosu, wearing his armor and with Byakuen at his side, appears amid the rain and walks towards them. In unison, Nosuri and Kose happily call out to Kaosu, letting everyone around know that this was a friend, not an enemy. Nosuri couldn't help but cry a little bit. Here stood his childhood friend, his best friend, who was also the leader of their entire clan, was also THEE Kaosu of legend. That young boy had become this amazing man, this warrior ready to fight to protect, and save, this world. The warriors, the retired emperor, and the present emperor all felt a great sense of relief at Kaosu's presense. Nosuri took a moment to speak with Kaosu, giving him several beads. He says that they are special beads, made from a sacred tree that the clan has been protecting for a very, very, very long time.

(Translator's note : It really doesn't go into detail here, but my best guess is that Nosuri just handed Kaosu the 'beads' that would later become the crystal spheres that will house the 9 armors.)

Kaosu accepts the beads, thanking Nosuri for being here, then tucks them away and out of sight. Being as prepared as he is ever going to be, the emperor's soldiers allow Kaosu through the gates along with Shinsei, Tomoaki, Nosuri, Akimitsu, and Kose.

(Basically, Kaosu + Nosuri (Ryou look-a-like), Shinsei (Shin look-a-like), Kosu Shuusetsu (Shuu look-a-like), Tomoaki (Touma look-a-like), and Akimitsu (Seiji look-a-like).)

Each of the five young men shout at Arago's soldiers. They're determined to defeat this enemy. They'll save this city. They'll save the people. No matter what. Somehow this gives them the power, the strength to inflict damage on the soldiers, cutting into the armor and making the bluish grey smoke escape, rendering those injuried soldiers completely useless. Even Byakuen got in on the action, leaping forward with bites, scraches, and slashes, doing as much damage as his human counterparts. Kaosu participates as well, using his sword to cut down numerous soldiers. Finally, at long last, instead of seeing this seemingly endless army of soldiers, Arago appears at the back. He was no longer human. No longer recognizable. He was now nothing more than a huge armor made of iron. The armor seemed to emit a sort of pressure on everything around it, including the young men. However, they're quick to regain their footing and shout at Arago, asking if he's even human any more. If he sold his soul to evil. If he really wants to kill people. Their reply is Arago's laughter. He doesn't care about this city, about the emperor, or even the country. He has exactally what he wants and everything else beyond that is worthless. The young warriors charge at Arago, telling him to wake up, trying to plead with anything left inside that may still be human. However, their attack is in vain. Arago throws them back, the strike throwing the sword clear out of two of the warrior's hands. Kose attempts an attack with his staff, now made of iron and not wood, but the attack is easily repelled by Arago's incredible armor. The staff is thrown so violently away that it escapes Kose's grip and stabs deeply into the stones that line the ground of a nearby alley. Arago laughs at their failed attempts. The five band together with a single, unified attack, only to be thrown down to the ground with no real effort on the demon emperor's part. Kaosu steps up and launches an attack at Arago, cutting into the armor with a single slice, looking into the eye holes of the face guard but, to his shock, the only thing he sees inside is darkness. Within that darkness he can feel numerous, vengeful dead spirits present there. Arago shoves him away. Instead of anger or fear, Kaosu finds himself pitying the demon, the Youja, emperor standing before him. Standing before him was what use to be a poor man who was lonely, who struggled just to survive in this world. Who had to become a monster simply to remain alive. In that moment, old, forgotten, vague memories flashed through Arago's mind. The monk he'd once known. The monk who had given him the name of 'Arago'. 'Arago', meant to be immortality. The immortality of all things in the universe. Something to represent happiness, to represent the beginning of precious things. The memory turns to the monk screaming, and then is gone. Arago is screaming. He's holding the sword above his head. As he brings down the sword, instead of cutting through anyone, or even Kaosu, only the sound of a beautiful bell could be heard. He dropped down to one knee and Kaosu said that the armor was an evil purgatory armor. Arago calls him an idiot, then demands to know his name. Kaosu refuses to say it. Arago says he will return to this world one day and have his revenge. The power of his armor will guarantee this, then he collapses onto the ground. Defeated. Kaosu stands over Arago's body, saying that this world never belong to him, then plunges his sword into Arago's chest. Reddish smoke emerges from armor, flying into the air and out of sight. As the five young men cheer, the emperor's soldiers cheer out as well. It stops raining. However, Kaosu can still sense evil within the armor, despite Arago's spirit having left it. Kaosu looks at the remains of Arago, the now-empty armor left behind and comments about how this should be a warning to all humans. Basically, greed and evil is bad. The present emperor and retired emperor stand beside Kaosu to inspect the armor, pressing his sword into the armor, but everyone is surprised when, suddenly, the armor's head springs to life and begins flying around. Then, it flew into the sky and vanished. Probably to follow Arago's spirit, where ever it had gone to. All that remained behind now was a giant suit of armor without a head. Nosuri is worried, both of the emperors are clearly afraid, and Kaosu decides that the only solution is to break apart the armor, then seal each part away. . . somehow.

Several months pass by. Kaosu had taken the armor and been working on breaking it apart, reshaping each piece, instilling a precious virtue into each one, then magically sealing each piece into the sacred beads (crystal spheres) Nosuri had given to him before the fight began. The virtue magically instilled into each separate piece of Arago's armor would help make these a weapon for good, no longer a weapon of evil. Benevolence. Justice. Gratitute. Knowledge. Trust. Loyalty. Filial piety. Respect for one's elders. Endurance. If the head of the armor hadn't flown away to join Arago's spirit, there would have been a tenth armor. The virtue for it would have been 'courage'. With a virtue magically instilled into these armors, they would help the future warriors be stronger than evil by making the strength of their heart, of their spirit, of their virtue something that is in the armor itself, and would be a characteristic of that warrior's unique personality. The nine new armors were complete. Sky, water, earth, light, darkness, dreams, power / strength, medicine, and fire. Each one would represent a natural ability all its own, so, whether used alone or alongside the other armors, it would be a force for good. To keep the skies safe, Tenku. To protect the water and all that live in it, Suiko. To protect and manage the land, Kongo. A light that will protect and help manage the Earth, Korin. To protect the light and manage the night, Yami. To keep your dreams safe from evil and scary thoughts and manage your fantasies, Gen. To heal injuries and soothe the body, Doku. To lead the others and help to remain on a good path, Oni. To protect the weak and show compassion towards others, Rekka. With this, the evil armor of Arago was purified of its evil and, now, has become a protector. Unfortunately, one problem remained. That last piece of his armor. The helmet that flew away. Arago may be defeated for now, but he was still out there. He still existed. . . somewhere. One day he would, without a doubt, return. Although this wasn't his personal desire, Kaosu surrendered to the fact that he now had to be directly involved with this physical world. He had to keep a watchful eye on what humans did and be ready to intervene and act, to find suitable warriors for these armors when the time came. Although the world of humans (i.e. the physical world) and the world of spirits were two separate places, the fact of Arago's life and transformation, that there were people who'd been using dark magic for evil things, like Yakushi, this had only proven the fact that these two worlds were no longer separate. There was a crack in the boundaries between these two worlds and this would be dangerous for everyone. Kaosu was only one person. He needed to remain in order to protect them. Going forward, now more than ever before, the clan of Kaosu was needed to help out mankind. He struggles with what to do, not sure how to help. He asks aloud "Kikoutei, what can I do? How can I possibly protect both worlds?" This is when Byakuen suddenly begins to shine brightly then splits apart into two separate tigers. One is white, the other is dark grey and wearing a suit of beautiful, prestine white armor. The metalling clanking of metal filled the air and the temple was bathed in golden light for a short time. When the light vanished and he opened his eyes, five of the crystal spheres rolled to his feet, each one momentarily shone a single color, displaying a kanji. Benevolence, justice, gratitude, wisdom, trust. He paused a moment and realized the other four crystal spheres were missing. No matter where he looked, they were nowhere to be found. This was Kikoutei's will. Kaosu was directly in charge of these five armors, to keep them safe and wait for the time when Arago would return. That's when he'd find a suitable warrior for each to wear. They would protect the Earth. The four remaining armors would protect the spirit world. Looking at the two tigers, now more than ever it was clear that the two words, as different as they are, were balanced opposites of one another.

Kaosu gave the armor of benevolence to Nosuri to guard and protect. After a few years Shinsei left the area with his family and moved to the east. Eventually becoming instrumental with the Kamakura Shogunate (a Japanese feudal military government of rule that ruled from 1185 to 1333), and eventually leading to the family bearing the name of "Mouri". Akimitsu was entrusted with the armor of gratitude. A few generations later his family took on the name of "Date". Tomoaki was entrusted with the armor of knowledge and remained in the capital city. His family eventually taking on the name of "Hashiba". And Kosu Shuusetsu, who was entrusted with the armor of justice, returned to his family home for a while, then moved up into the mountains of the area, becoming a veterinarian. Alongside that, he'd also foster young kids and help teach them how to live a good life. His family eventually taking on the name of "Rei Faun".

It took a while before the whole uproar over Oni's antics in the capital city began to fade from people's minds. It helped that this area stopped being the center for Japanese politics and was no longer where the capital city was.

Over in the other world, the world of spirits, the Youja World, weakened and, for the time, defeated, Arago fell asleep in the darkness. Although his ambitions had been stopped and his new, terrifying body of armor had been ruined by Kaosu, time had allowed Arago's power to return. When he woke next, he was ressurected as the Youja Emperor Arago. It took very little time after he awoke to become stronger and stronger. He created his own city in the Youja World, one that imitated the capital city of Heian-kyou. A place for him to reign over that was completely his own. With Badamon knowing how to move between the Youja World and the Human World, he was extraordinarily helpful to his Youja Emperor, helping him gather more and more power, and, eventually, being instrumental in allowing him to find his four Mashou. Shuten Doji. Anubisu. Rajura. Naaza. Although that is a different story to be told for a different time.

In a vision from the future, Kaosu saw Arago's return. The floating castle in the sky. The ominous dark clouds. War would come. Until that time came, the nine armors would have to remain in their respective worlds. Until that time, he would have to keep a watchful eye on the Earth and the humans. Try to keep this world a good place, even if it wasn't perfect and tranquil. For now, though, peace had returned and people could be happy again. Kaosu took his clan's armor with him and decided to travel across Japan dressed as a monk. He would confront and deal with any spirits from the Youja World that happened to appear while he waited for Arago's return.

Epilogue - Where The One Village Becomes Eternal

Late at night, sparkling stars in the sky, somewhere far off in the mountains, the wonderful sounds of ringing bells could be heard. Deep in the forest of the area was an open grassland. Everything was peaceful and quiet. On an old, small, wooden stage, Kayura wore a samurai costume and was dancing in time to the sound of the bells. Small bells being tied around her wrists and ankles. She was the only one left behind to celebrate this festival, to dance in its honor. So, dance and celebrate she will. Now knowing all of the memories and history of her clan, she is free of her role as a replacement for Kaosu. She can be allowed to be a free girl in this world. The calm, reflective surface of the lake had shown her all of these precious memories. After so long, after so many things had happened, finally the two worlds had been returned to their original forms. Kayura, unlike Kaosu, no longer had to live for a long time to prepare for the return of any Youja. The only thing she has to do is protect the memories of her clan and of Kikoutei. If and when evil would dare to appear in this world again, Kaosu will be reborn again. With no need for them, the guards from the Mitama Lake's temple returned to the temple. The Inochi no Magatama was set back into its rightful place in the shrine of that temple. The lake burying the building, its power, and its secrets from the rest of the world.

(Note from the translator : The story includes that the crystal spheres / armor spheres / kanji spheres, whatever you want to call them by, were also buried within the depths of the temple, but, after the whole thing with Kikoutei Densetsu and MESSAGE, we all know that that's not possible. Five of those nine armors were destroyed, so no way for their respective spheres to still exist. So... yeah... you can definately tell this was written before MESSAGE was released.)

This night markes Kayura's departure from a warrior, from being needed as a replacement for Kaosu. This is the first day of the rest of her life, and her chance to live a normal, peaceful, nonmagical life. So, here in Asuka she danced. With a heart full of gratitude to everyone who had helped her, supported her, and for everyone who had to live through horrible battles, able to only find a life as a Youja, this was all that could be done. A simple dance in order to honor and show respect. A good distance away at Mitama Lake, the bells are faintly heard. Deep within this hidden temple, embedded into the wall are the ten beads. The nine that housed Arago's reformed armor pieces, and the final crystal sphere that was never used. At the entrance of this room is a statue of a sacred tiger wearing armor. Sheathed on the sides of the armor are the swords of Kikoutei. In the darkness, a small movement of pure white light moves around then out of the statue before vanishing into the darkness without a trace.

The End

Otogaki (Afterword / Postscript)

(Note from the translator : This is basically Yoshie Kawahara talking about 'I hope you liked this story, despite me being an amature writer', 'in my opinion, the story ended when the TV series ended and the armor wearing warriors are no longer needed', and 'thanks to everyone who's supported me in my life while I've worked on this book!'. The end.)

"I hope this show has an impact on you and gets a special place in your heart." No matter what project I write for, this is what I pray will be in the reader's mind. This is what it was like for me with Samurai Troopers. However, with this, it sure seems like this series was a big hit and the prayer was successful. As for me, I started writing this book, but it was fairly unexpected. I'm someone who's a novelist for anime shows, but I wasn't expecting to end up making five books for it! I'm pretty sure that all five books will be available soon in bookstores all around the country, in case you were wondering about that.

This book took several tries before I ended up settling on the story. When I got to that moment, all I could end up saying was "Finally!". To date, this was the most difficult story I've had to write. I mean, sure, there's the story itself, but there are a lot of things from that time period that I only have middle school / junior high school knowledge about. I'm sure that if an expert on that time period reads this book, they'll be able to find every last bit and piece that I got wrong about it, and that the story might even be sort of disorganized.

I like history well enough, but I don't know every last detail about it. So, the contents of this book are my own theory about that particular time. I'd like to think that this is an interesting story. It deals with the beauty of the mind and the heart. The Japanese tradition associated with the word "Samurai". It takes place in a world that's full of traditional beauty. A place and time that should be protected and cherished. Even though I deviated from the aesthetic and beauty of the era, I'd like to think that this story ended up being a fun read. Besides, if a story is all about how pretty and lovely and peaceful everything is, that's not much fun. Sprinkle in a bit of drama, adventure, and danger, ah, see? That's when it becomes something more exciting to read. Alongside that, there's another aspect from traditional Japan that I worked into this story. The natural world, for as dangerous as it can be, is also a beautiful and wonderful place. Something to be both feared and awed. Something that people should have a great reverence for. This is something that history and culture has shown about our ancestors. They had equal parts fear and respect for the natural world, something that we here in the modern age tend to lack.

However, that's just my opinion on the matter. I've gotten letters from many people who noticed this and, I'll admit, I was pretty happy about. (I didn't expect so many people to write me about this story! This story that such an amateur, like me, wrote. If you're one of the people who sent me a letter but haven't gotten a reply yet, I'm sorry! Please, be patient. I'll get around to replying to every last one of them!)

As for the story, from this point onwards, please, feel free to think about the future of Kayura, about the future of the five Samurai Troopers, in whatever way you like. However, in their world, the way I see it is that the era of war and danger, the times that needed those armor wearing warriors to defend the world, that ended when the television series ended.

At this point in my life, I think I finally understand what it means to exist as a human being, a person who lives in Tokyo and no where near the countryside. My dad was also born here in Tokyo. He likes paintings, climbing stuff, the natural sciences, and stuff like that. So, when I was a kid, we'd go out to the countryside where kids can be allowed to climb stuff, fall off of them, even going to visit the sea in summertime. My personal recommendation about that is you should totally go. Don't wait around. The view and enviroment is worth it. All of the flowers and various insects I saw along the way were like something out of an educational picture book. I was never much of an artist, but that didn't stop me from going outside to sketch the flowers and the scenery alongside my father. Even picking up random stones and seashells to bring home as souveniers. I remember that, one summer night when I was laying clothes out on the clothesline, I looked up into the sky and saw one star in the faded constellation overhead. It brought back those rich childhood memories. Thanks to my dad, I guess I could be seen as an unusual sort of son. I love to stick my hands out and cut through the wind. I enjoy going out for a hike and soaking in the great views of nature. I love getting to go to the beach and walk through the waves and the wet sand. It's a little strange, but in a good way, to know that how my father raised me, the things I experienced as a kid, will, in some form, live in through these novels I've written. Though I think that my feelings probably seem weird to parents who've brought up their kids knowing nothing but city life and robotic pets. They'll never get to know how wonderful getting to be outside in nature, away from all of the steel, concrete, batteries, and technology, can be.

This series of books I've written for the Samurai Troopers, I love it. I kinda wish I was allowed to keep writing more for these guys. I'll feel a little bit lonely to leave this series behind, but I'd like to think that I've helped create a new path for them. Sometimes I would like to imagine getting to meet them, being able to write something new and create a whole new world just for them. If nothing else, when you're in a bookstore and see 'Kawahara' just know that I wrote that and remember me. Please.

I plan on letting this series go, saying my final goodbyes to the Samurai Troopers, and moving on with my life after this.

Last but, most certainly, not least, to those of you who were so kind and helpful, giving me useful and constructive advice, Mr. Shioyama, Ukai-chan. Mr. Danna, everyone who's sent me a letter of encouragement for these stories, I want to say to each and every one of you, thank you for everything.

Kawahara Yoshie

April 5, 1990

Final Note From The Translator

Hey there, dear reader!

First up, thanks for taking the time to read my humble little translated version of this book. It's been a very, VERY long process for me, but I'm glad I was finally able to finish this. To find out about the past of Kaosu and learn that Arago was once human. (Still can't get over just how violent Arago was, though. And the fact that he ate human flesh!!?? Yuck!!! I knew he was a bad guy, but, dang! That puts a whole new perspective on him.)

Second, sorry that I wasn't able to yet provide you with a full detailed and translated version of this book. I ran out of energy, but still wanted this book to be DONE. So, I went the easier route and summarized each chapter. I know it's not perfect, and, one day, I do hope to resume the fully detailed version of the story, translated into English, and release it for everyone to read. For now, however, this version will have to do.

Third, for the love of God, if you at all appreciate the fact that this summary exists, that this story exists AT ALL, then, while it's still available, go buy an official copy of this book. As of 2019, it's still available to be bought via

Amazon www.amazon.co.jp/dp/B00VR8X3US/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&linkCode=sl1&tag=adrenalize04-22&linkId=93bdd2364754d793b52a3c16001c3e2f

and Adrenalize.co.jp adrenalize.co.jp/list04.html

I know, I know, you're probably going 'But, This stuff is in Japanese! I can't read Japanese!'. Neither can I, but spending about $7 / 6.40 EUR / 9.30 Canadian to buy a digital copy of this book to officially show that there are fans that are still around and still wanting to read these stories is kinda worth it. Right? I mean, it's no guarantee that SUNRISE will release any new stories for our favorite armored boys, but, hope is ever eternal.

Last but not least, thanks again for your interest in this story and wanting to read it. Thanks to Yoshie Kawahara for having written this. Thanks to SUNRISE for having made and released this anime series.

Now, go on, shoo! Go take Yoshie's advice and go outside for a while. Get some nature around you and go pamper yourself! You deserve it!

See you in the next book I translate for this anime series!

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YST Shin Kon Hen (Early Dusk Volume) Book 4 - Summary

Prologue - Chapter 2

- SUMMARY OF EVERY CHAPTER'S EVENTS -

Book title : Book 4 * Samurai Troopers * Shin Kon Hen (Early Dusk Volume) SUMMARY

Published by Keibunsha Novels

Character designs by Enzan Norio Art by Ushyuu Miki Story by Yoshie Kawahara

Prologue

Arago has been defeated. The world has returned to a peaceful way of living. Kayura is in Asuka, Japan, a very peaceful, quiet place, following a feeling.

The feeling takes her to a specific lake. The same lake where Shuten, Nasuti, and Jun found the Inochi no Magatama (Jewel of Life) at. She begins to have memories of her past, before Arago kidnaps her. Healing the trauma he caused. Then, she begins to have visions of the ancient past. From when Kaosu was a young boy and long before Arago became the armor wearing spirit he was. (The 'visions' are in the form of the chapters in this story.)

Chapter 1 - Ominous Cloud

A very long time ago the emperor of Japan had become very ill. He had to surrender his role as emperor to his brother. This gave him the title of 'retired emperor'. A woman loved the emperor very much, but was not his wife, fiancee, mistress, or girlfriend. This woman was named Yakushi. She was very smart and cunning. She had worked hard to become close to the emperor and knew that by being close to him, she could have power. With him having become sick and weak, then no longer being emperor, this ruined her plans to have power. She was very rich and wore expensive clothing, but was not happy if she could not have power via the emperor. She began to take the retired emperor to a temple outside of the capital city of Japan to try and make the retired emperor better. Prayers were said. A mysterious, suspicious nun said a spell. The retired emperor had begun to get better, but this was a slow process. Yakushi decides to return to the capital city where she lives. While on the road, this road is far out into the quiet countryside, a large, muscular, scary-looking man appears. He attacks without warning. He kills several of the guards surrouding Yakushi's travelling car. The large man is about to attack Yakushi when he directly looks at her, is stunned by her beauty, and immediately stops his attack.

Yakushi can see beyond the blood splatter and scary appearance to see that this man, if he would obey her, could be useful. She invites him to be a part of her group. He silently accepts. She asks his name. He remains silent. She gives him the name of "Oni", a word that means 'ogre' in Japanese. This word means 'a hideous giant of fairy tales and folklore that feeds on human beings', 'a monster', or 'a dreaded person or object'. A very fitting name for this extremely intimidating and scary-looking man.

When she returns to the capital city, Yakushi has supper with her brother Nakanari. They are in a room alone and eating. She talks about her plans for power. Nakanari knows she is very beautiful and extremely intelligent. They are two very different people and, sometimes, he wonders if one of them isn't adopted. Nakanari asks about her 'Oni'. What sort of man is he? Who is his family? Where is he from? What has he done with his life before now? Yakushi says he worries too much, but he knows better. He calls on a servant of his and orders the servant to dig up information on Oni. Anything. Everything. The servant nods obediently and quickly leaves. Yakushi says that Oni seems like a very stupid man, despite his incredible strength, stature, and ability to kill. She could have him standing at her side and intimidate anyone who dares to try interefering with her plans. Nakanari warns her to be careful about talking with these things with anyone else.

Meanwhile, a handsome young man walks into a forest village with a white tiger.

The people are very happy to see the young man. His name is Kaosu. It has been a very long time since he was last here in his home village. The people are happy to see him. Unfortunately, he has bad news. Evil has begun to appear in this world and he has to stop it. Nosuri (he looks like Ryou), Kaosu's best friend, says that he will go with him. He will not have to face this evil alone.

Chaper 2 - A Flash of Brilliance

The very short summary is that the capital city is a big, beautiful, peaceful place that everyone wants to live at. Unfortunately, not everyone is able to live or have a job in the capital city. These people must live out in the countryside where robbers, thieves, and murderers live. This has made the people scared, angry, and jealous of the people lucky enough to live in the city. It is not uncommon for these people to try and attack or kill the rich people of the capital city. A part of the city is not finished being built because it is swamp land. This is not safe land for building or living at, but bad people live there. The people who live in the city try to live their best life, but they, too, are afraid. Afraid of the people who live outside of the city. To make matters worse, religious people had been getting corrupt. Instead of helping people and living a peaceful life, they have been accepting money to say prayers to God and Buddha on behalf of the common people. Some of these religious people have also begun practicing evil magical ways and saying spells to harm other people. All for money. Whlie he was still the emperor, he had tried his best to make sure politics were completely separate from religion and those corrupt religious people. It was not easy. Soon someone else would come to the capital city and continue his goal, but there was no way to know how successful this would be. Or even if this new man would care. A young man is spying on the capital city of Japan. He is one of many rebels that want to strike at, and take down, the rich people living in the city. The spy hears two men talking about Yakushi's Oni. He is big, scary, rides a black horse and that the horse has blood red colored eyes. Soon, a man fitting this description rides through the street. The spy is scared by the appearance of this man. He is very scary to look at. He is much bigger than any other person he'd ever seen. As the Oni gets off of his horse and escorts Yakushi from one building to her mansion, the spy prepares himself. Very close by, a group of rebels aim their bows and arrows at Yakushi's mansion. An attack of arrows is sent through the air.

Ten years earlier in the mountains, Kaosu was a boy. Even for his young age, it was very clear he was much more smart and knowledgeable than the people around him. One day his father takes Kaosu to a hidden village in the forest

where an old man is waiting for him. This will be his teacher. The hidden village will be his new home for now.While in this village, Kaosu will be taught and learn many things. Many important things. Kaosu asks why the name of this hidden village, Kaosu village, is the same as his name. His teacher, Onijyou, explains that, a very long time ago, there was another man. His name was also 'Kaosu'. He became the leader of his family. Then, he became the leader of a clan of people. These people were very important. They could sense things about the world, and could help guide people to live better, happier lives. When Kaosu was born, a sacred white tiger appeared. This was very important because this white tiger was not only a scared animal, but was also the guardian of the clan of Kaosu. The day this boy was born, that tiger appeared and greeted the baby. The baby was very happy to see him. No fear, no crying. Only joy. This is how everyone knew this baby was 'Kaosu'. After Kaosu settled into life at the hidden village, his first lesson began. Onjiyou walked Kaosu out to a nearby cliff. The cliff was above a river. Kaosu's goal was to get water from that river. "How" he got this water didn't matter, as long as he was able to get water from it. The boy was left alone. After many days and many failed attempts, Kaosu realized that the sun made water evaporate and rise. That formed clouds. Clouds that would rain. This was still water from that river. His first lesson was complete. His second lesson was to go to the nearby mountain and wrap a band of cloth around the top of a tree. This tree looked like the mountain itself. Before Kaosu could get very far, Onjiyou whistled loudly. People? Spirits? whistled back at him. Then, it began to rain. Kaosu sought shelter in a nearby cave but the floor was weak. He fell through it and landed in a deep hole. Three days and three nights passed. Kaosu could not get out of the hole. It was very deep, very dark, and he was very lonely. He was injured and cold. He was certain he would die here. Several people from the village quietly spied on Kaosu during this final night. They were worried and wanted to help Kaosu, rescue him, but Onjiyou said 'no'. This was an important lesson that Kaosu needed to learn. They could not interfere, even if they all desperately wanted to. This was when Kaosu surrendered. There was no escape. No one would rescue him. He would die here. Alone. Suddenly, he was floating in the sky. He was in space. It was very pretty and there were many colors and many stars. Suddenly he could see a dark crack in the sky. He was seeing the world and the dark crack was evil making its way into this world. Beginning to corrupt it. Kaosu was soon back on Earth, but he was experiencing the heat of lava, the refreshing coolness of the ocean's water, the welcoming enviroment of a forest. Suddenly, everything became too bright for his eyes. He closed his eyes and suddenly realized the light was gone. Looking around, he recognized this location. This is where he began his latest lesson before falling into the hole inside of that cave. He suddenly didn't feel hungry, thirsty, tired, or injured. All of his injuries were gone. He was perfectly fine. No. Better than that. Much better. Uncertain if that had been nothing more than a dream, or some weird twitst of reality, he began his second lesson. Again. However, this time a large white tiger appeared at the side of a beautiful waterfall. This is where Kaosu met with the sacred white tiger, Byakuen. Immediately he felt a familiar bond with this animal. It was no common animal. This was an old, precious friend. With Byakuen at his side, Kaosu returned to the hidden village. Onjiyou was very surprised to see this, but very happy, too.

10 years passed by. Kaosu had gotten older. He had learned many important things and experienced many things. One day, while having nothing to do, Kaosu went for a walk in the forest. He hunted a few birds to have as a meal, placing them in a satchel he wore, then walked to the river and was attacked by a monk. The attack was short-lived. When the monk saw that Kaosu was a person, and not some wild animal, he began to apologize.

He introduced himself as Kose Shuusetsu ('Ko-say' he looks like Shuu). He had abandoned his life at the temple and ran away, but became very, very lost in this forest. He was starving and, when he heard Kaosu approach, thought the young man was a wild animal he could attack, kill, and eat. He apologized for his actions. Kaosu forgave him, then proceeded to clean, cook, and share his food with Kose. Kose was very glad about this. Kaosu helped Kose feel better about himself, and reassured the young man that, even if he couldn't make a living as a monk and be able to help people, this world is a very big place. There are lots of options available to him. They walked for a while through the forest and found an old man having a meal beside a very large tree. The old man was happy for the company. This is where Kose, happy to have more to eat and drink, talks about his life. He came from a large family, but they were very poor. He didn't feel comfortable in the city, and had trouble fitting in anywhere so, he decided to become a monk. However, while living at the temple, he saw the temple leaders doing very bad things. Bad things that religious leaders should never be doing. His fellow monks saw and knew that these things were happening, but chose to completely ignore them. Kose had become so upset that he couldn't tolerate being there any more and ran away. After Kose had fallen asleep, Kaosu and the old man talked for a while. Kaosu didn't understand why the world outside of this forest and his village were so troubled. Why did they get caught up in these evil things? Didn't they know better? The old man explains that people are, basically, greedy. The more greedy they are for something, the more willing they are to do things. Bad things. Evil things. All because they want more of this one thing, they are willing to compromise every aspect of their life to have more and more of this one thing. Even if this means other people have to suffer, be injured, or die because of it. They had forgotten who to appreciate what they have. How to live and love life as it is. Kaosu, being the leader of this clan, has the responsibility to help remind people if how to live better lives. How to not give into this greed. The next day arrives and Kaosu asks Kose to teach him how to fight. They walk back to the river and this is where Kose showed that he was very skilled at using his wooden staff as a weapon. Kose agreed and they had a sparring session. This ended only because both of their staffs had broken apart and were accidentally flung into the river. With the sparring session finished, they talked again. Kose had left Kaosu with many things to think about. One being, he needed more information about the outside world if he was going to take any positive action to try and help it. Kose agreed to return to his temple and act as a spy. He would gather precious information and report it back to Kaosu.

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Shin Kon Hen / Early Dusk Volume Book 4 - Chapter 1

Book title : Book 4 * Samurai Troopers * Shin Kon Hen (Early Dusk Volume) Published by Keibunsha Novels Character designs by Enzan Norio Story by Ushyuu MikiScans English fan translation provided by the hard work of 2005, 2016, 2019

Shin Kon Hen / Early Dusk Volume Book 4 - Chapter 1

Book title : Book 4 * Samurai Troopers * Shin Kon Hen (Early Dusk Volume) Character designs by Enzan Norio Story by Ushyuu MikiScans

- > Chapter 1 - Ominous Cloud < -

The land was once pure and beautiful. The air having the delicate aroma of a wonderful flower to it. The seven colors of the rainbow lifted up people's hearts. There was a good quality which seemed to fill the land. The people who lived here were peaceful and quiet. Now, back in this time, when a person died, they couldn't help but to feel a little bit like they are abandoning some part of themselves. There is a boundary, a line between two different worlds. One world is a peaceful one that we know very little about, and the other one is the world that we live in. Reality flows back and forth effortlessly between these two places, although many people aren't aware of this fact. Everything that passes from that world into this one has only a limited time to exist in the physical world. Once that time is completed, they leave their physical body, and return to where they came from. Then, when it's time, they return to this world in a new body. This is just the way things work. However, there are some people out there who don't want to let go of their currenty body. They only want to remain here in the 'natural world' for as long as they can. They try to do this however they can, black magic, curses, etc., only becoming more unnatural in the process. The reason why some people do this is usually because they don't, or are unable to, have harmonious relationships with other people, and have gotten use to living in such a negative that way. Not to mention that they probably have a physical weakness in their physical body, only making life even more difficult for them. The only thing that really happens when a person like this tries to hang onto life like this is that their physical body becomes ruined, even worse than before. Negative upon negative only creates something ugly. In the far past, a great force understood this dilemma very clearly. In an effort to protect both sides, this great force made a boundary between both realities, splitting one reality into two. The people who fear "death" hold onto an unncessary fear and craving to live. Despite knowing that they should die, they, instead, use incantations, dark witchcraft, and magical techniques to extend the time of their physical body. However, doing this only damages their spiritual self when the boundary, 'death', appears before them. One day, for some unknown reason, another boundary appeared. A tiny, delicate distortion created a small crack. This crack was more than enough to begin straining the physical boundary and allowing unhappiness to flow from another place. What once was beautiful and peaceful here soon started to become corrupted, damaged. Things of beauty became gaudy and ugly. People's hearts began to be ruined. Little by little, everything in the physical realm was beginning to become corrupted and ruined. Ignorance was setting into the people. All of this was only beginning to set the stage for something far more dangerous. A time of great tradgedy was coming there's no way anyone could possibly prepare for it.

Now we go forward, maybe several hundred years, maybe several thousand years.

Deep inside of a temple, a sick emperor is hidden away within a quiet room. The room is dark and lit by only a few candles. With this sickly gentleman is a "mysterious" female monk who's saying a complicated spell over him. No one seems to understand what she's saying or even what language she's using. This spell is calling out to the boundary, calling out to death itself, to withdraw from the sick emperor's presence. The woman is dressed as a Buddhist priest. The outfit resembles that of a monk, yet, unlike other monks, the outfit is interwoven with threads of gold and silver. (Now, if you know anything about monks anywhere, you should know that they don't dress in expensive anything. Only in simple cloth. For a monk or priest to be dressed in anything other than that, especially gold and/or silver is very unusual.) The emperor is dressed simply in an ancient ordinary kimono and hakama (men's formal divided skirt). In the dim light is another woman. Unlike the other two, this woman is dressed in luxurious silk clothing. Her long black hair shadows her face. She's sitting on the floor on a small rug. The rug has raised patters that are interwoven with expensive threads. As one moment passes onto the next, everyone watching the monk could see her small, crimson colored lips silently saying the encantation. As the spell comes to an end, the woman looks around with a doubtful appearance. "This day," she mutters, "is like so many others." She lifts her voice, clear enough for everyone in the room to hear her. "Everyone, say a prayer for this day. Let us hope someone hears us." The luxuriously dressed woman seems to move without a sound despite the layers of cloth. She wonders if the gods, the spirits, the elements, whatever powers that exist, heard their request to help restore the emperor's health. The monk tries to reassure the woman. "If it's any consolation, the emperor is showing marked improvement and he is almost recovered from his ailment." The woman replies. "The short distance from the capital to the emperor's home and then to this shrine, many people have come to a decision. The people serving the shrine have a secret-" She doesn't get to say anything else from the monk interrupting. "I don't believe that there is any destruction coming out way. The stories are wrong and everyone along the road seems to come here only to pray to be rescued. This only increases the attention this temple has recieved." She covers her mouth as she laughs, amused at the irony. "People can pray to be rescued if they want, but a troubled person always looks to be rescued. They will always view the role of a monk as someone who can rescue them from their troubles. Even if that's not at all possible." A doubtful smile comes to the monk's face as the emperor's wife enters the room. "You know, it's said that, one day, the emperor won't be healthy any more." The monk tries to hide her own fear about that statement with a laugh, but the expression on her face says different. "It's said that the heart of a wife can pick up changes within her husband," continues the emperor's wife, "and that she can tell that her husband is getting better. However, I worry that the hearts of the gods aren't swayed by our words." The monk replies. "I'm not sure. The people have power, and power can change the hearts of the public. However, when they fear the unknown, that fear can be consuming. Since power can change the public, then all of those prays for the well being of their master, their offerings will simply be bounced away from their destination simply because of their own fears. Rather unhelpful if you ask me." Despite the satisfactory feel in the air now, the monk lowered her head because she knew that this peaceful age was not going to last too much longer. At this time, nobility was the very center of their culture. Being noble and generous in spirit is said to be the elegance and heart of an age for the people. However, living in elegance like this is barely possible simply because only a handfull of noble people centered their goals on this ideal. There was a huge difference in how the people of Japan lived. The people inside the capital all seemed to live peacefully and kindly with love at their fingertips. Meanwhile, the people who lived outside of the capital were painfully poor. It's almost like the people lived in a foreign country for as much of a contrast as there was between them. Outside of the capital, because life was always so difficult, there were skirmishes happening almost all of the time. The blood of poor, sad people, people who had never commited a single crime, were flowing because of it. Despite this going on, the people inside the capital tried to keep an attitude of calmness about themselves. Such disputes killed many people and resulted in a difficult time for those who lived in the other reality, waiting and wanting to return to a physical body. This could barely be considered a survival, and yet, some people managed to survive. Despite there not being any guarantee to make a safe living. It just seemed like it was a tightrope walking act to simply survive from one day to the next. It was only a matter of time before these people, to keep living within this place, had only one choice before themselves. In the capital is where people would obtain power, the only place any more where elegance and love seemed to reside. They had to go to the capital and obtain power for themselves so they could live in peace and comfort. No more threats of violence or death on a daily basis. The people have ambition, but never seem to aim for a true destination. They know they want power so they can have comfort and peace, but they don't know how to get that power. Sadly, many people who do this don't carry out their ambitions with a purpose. This results in miserable, ugly, and sun bleached corpses littering the once-beautiful fields. This elegance the people have only barely experienced, to continue trying to just live, many times it's lost to the fact that these people are only trying to protect their own lives. The people outside of the capital curse the people who live within the capital and their peaceful way of life. This has made them angry and would even make them go so far as to try and attack and kill the people in the capital at any possible chance they get. The angry people would even go so far as to kill individuals who aren't even concerned in this kind of situation. This seems to be the biggest problem right now. When this happens, many of them end up having a wicked heart and try to get a profit however they can so they can have power. Even it if means killing other people to do so.

In the past, shrines and temples were in darkness. They were threatened by people who wanted to steal whatever was inside them. Not liking the disorder that came from politics and religion being together, the emperor moved the capital from one location to another, and planned the separation of politics from religion in an effort to restore order. Well, ever since then, the people who worked out in the fields, and who still wanted to visit the shrines and temples, had to have a strong desire to go. For them, it was really far away. And yet, the people still continued to visit the shrines and temples. This resulted in a successful separation of politics and religion. However, there was a down side to this situation. Despite the separation, there were still temples and shrines who were driven solely by profit. The corrupted people who ran these places had to continue to draw in people so they could continue making a profit. This resulted in those corrupt people willing to do dangerous things like chants, sorcery, and dark witchcraft so they could continue to live in elegance. If the present state of affairs was to continue being good for everyone, the corrupt people of the shrines and temples would have to find something different for the people to want to hold onto. Instead of their fear of death, the people would have to acquire a similar belief, being just as contemporary. People, for a long time, would assume that visiting the shrines and temples was a way of honoring the heart of country. In return, this would make them happy. This seemed to be a way of self happiness that many people were searching for. To make this appealing, the corrupt people would have to specify certain individuals to be a sacrificial offering. Perhaps the person chosen as an offering would be beaten or tortured, but the corrupt people saw this as a way to borrow power through using cursing and dark witchcraft. Of course, without power coming from outside the temples and shrines, no one is aware of the actions of these corrupt people. Some time ago, having a little bit of trouble praying, the noble lady and the mysterious monk left the capital. They appeared to be the only living creatures travelling along the dirt road. This road rests between the outside of the capital of Kenchin and the rest of the surrounding land. Early afternoon was setting in as the duo were riding in the rather luxurious carrage down the quiet, lonely road being pulled by a cow. The vehicle was fairly comfortable and roomy for the two women, as well as the driver. The driver sat in front of them, steering the strong, black, invincible looking cow who was pulling the load. A flag with seven colors was attached to the front of the vehicle, and the vehicle itself had thick cloths covering the front, top, and sides of it with beautiful patterns set in it. All of these going to make for quite a comfortable ride. There was also a small group of people walking behind it for the noble woman's protection, and, also, for luck. This all displays the fact that the person in the carrage ahead of the people who are walking is someone noble. All the while the noble woman was looking around at the passing surroundings, everything being quiet and peaceful. The vehicle's wooden wheels left visible tracks in the road as it continued to move along its path. Everyone was completely silent. The people following along behind the cow car kept a close watch on the surrounding trees and tree lines for any signs of danger. The trees seemed to appear and disappear between the openings in the thick cloths covering the vehicle. After a long ride in silence, the noble woman, keeping her eyes out on the silent fields of grass, spoke up. "How can people tolerate being punished this way? To live outside of the capital in such a desolate place? It's so. . . repulsive." The monk ignored the woman's question. "This vehicle is moving so slowly. It even seems like it's making a sluggish sound." The noble woman directly looked at the monk. "How do people live out here? It must be horrible!" The monk didn't bother looking at her. "The sun would be setting soon and that this side of the land is rather dangerous." "Don't worry about that. I'm sure we're perfectly safe as we are. We have people all around us. No one would dare try anything." Suddenly the driver of the carrage makes an abrupt move and says something, facing the noble woman. At the same time, the people behind the vehicle all take up defensive stances as it comes to a complete stop. The cow stops completely in its tracks and twists its neck to the sudden shift in attitude. Its almost like the beast is aware of the new sign of danger in the air. Hooting and screaming cuts through the air as a man comes out onto the highway with the sole intent of destruction. A very large and well built man appears on the road. The people who were protecting the emperor's wife meet the stranger with punches. They're fully intent on keeping her safe from harm. A big fight ensues between the stranger and the protective people,. It's painfully clear to see that, not only is this stranger at LEAST a good foot taller than most, and way more muscular than any other human being, but that he's also incredibly strong. The way he fights and moves is, for lack of a better word, simply gorgeous. He initially had a sword in his possession but, during the fight, it broke apart. Despite this, the huge stranger continued to fight the guards, managing to defeat them, managing to kill several in the skirmish. (Note from the translator : I won't go into detail about that fight. Blech. Just know it was bloody, rather graphic, some people's limbs got ripped off, and lots of dismembering occured.) There didn't seem to be any reason as to why the stranger suddenly jumped out and started attacking. Maybe he simply held a grudge to anyone who passed by. Who knows? After he managed to get past the protectors, he approached the carrage and flung aside one of the large cloths covering it. More than likely, fully intent on attacking anyone who was inside of it, just as he'd done to the guards outside. Inside, however, he revealed the emperor's wife, very shaken and screaming at the stranger for a long moment. Seeing her there, he just stood still for a long moment, almost like he was surprised or in shock. The blade of his broken and blood drenched sword from the attack still gripped tightly in his hand. His pupils dilated from the rush of adrenaline. After hearing the fight going on, and then seeing that huge and somewhat blood spattered man before herself, it would be easy to assume that what he'd done to the guards, he'd do to her as well. Just as suddenly as he'd attacked the guards on the road, he'd stopped. There was an expression of blank surprise on his face and, soon, a sense of calmness came over them. For a long moment the two looked at one another in silence and staring at one another. She noticed that this huge stranger wasn't dressed very well. In fact, what he wore practally looked like a raggedy bag or a large dust cloth that was picked up somewhere. It was fully revealing his bare but strong arms and legs. (Think of it sort of like a short robe with no sleeves that was tattered, extremely dirty, and now soaked in blood.) It almost looked like this guy was some sort of demon. He was covered in blood. Hair a mess. Dressed so poorly. Demon or not, he certainly didn't look very human. He was in very stark contrast to the fair skinned, beautiful, expensively dressed, delicate looking woman. He slowly backed up. One step. Two steps. Three steps. His feet meeting the ground unintentionally roughly. His dark eyes lowered to his blade, seeing just how dirty it seemed to have become. In a low voice, almost as if he had suddenly turned into some sort of very kind person standing before her, he spoke. "Is this the road to the capital?" The survivors or people who'd yet to have engaged with this brute of a man in his rampage, stood there, confused and shocked. They thought for sure that this seemingly bloodthristy thing was a demon, not a human. As far as they knew, demons never spoke the human language. One of the men speaks up. "Y-yes. It's a good road for travelling directly to the capital. That is, except for the obstacle currently in our way." The man impling that this beast of a man was said obstacle. However, he was choosing his words carefully. With someone like this, who knew what had initially set him off, or if he would snap and resume his attack at the wrong word spoken aloud. The woman speaks up next without an ounce of fear in her voice. In fact, she sounds rather confident and self assured. What she says next absolutely no one was prepared for. "Tell me, stranger, would you like to ride with us to the capital city?" Everyone present was left in a state of shock at this. This woman, this noble, rich, elegant, beautiful woman is offering this lower ranking person, this murderous beast to ride in the carrage with them? One of the men speaks up, look up at her with the shock and pure bewilderment clear on his face. "Ride... with someone of a lower status?!" What his words didn't say, his tone clearly implied. This wasn't simply unheard of, this was not done. Ever. The blood covered man isn't sure what to make of this offer, already not meeting her gaze. He turns away from her, beginning to back away when she speaks up again. "Wait." Her voice is soft and inviting, like water to a bone dry desert. He stops, feeling conflicted about this whole moment. None of the rich people he'd seen in his life had ever spoken to him, muchless invited him to anything. And here she was, this woman, the single most stunningly beautiful woman he'd ever seen in his entire life, was talking with him. "Please," she says, "forgive my impoliteness." He can't help but to turn slightly, looking back at her with his dark eyes. He watches in silence as she draws in a deep breath, then stands up. "For as big and strong as you are, it's clear that you protect this place, all of the fields around here quite efficently. I was watching you fight my men just now, and you are very strong." Her mind is going a hundred miles a minute. It's easy to assume from his attire and overall appearance that he's probably got the intelligence of a cow and could very easily be useful to her. "Well," she verbally nudges with a smooth, inviting tone. "What do you say? Do you want to ride with me to the capital?" He turns to directly look at her, their gazes locked, and he nods once. "Good," she says in return, sitting back down. "I'm afraid that there's no room in here for someone as big and strong as you," a fact made very clear to anyone who even looks at the vehicle. It was a roomy enough space for three regular sized adults, but this tall, muscular, blood splattered man would easily take up half the space himself. "However, feel free to walk along with my group of guards. I'm certain they won't mind another in their space to help keep me safe. Driver, go ahead." The driver silently nudges the cow and it begins walking. The carrage resumes its slow and steady forward pace. The guards, well, the ones who survived the encounter, fall into place. The man walking alongside them, but there being a very clear space none wanted to encroach on when it came to the stranger. The sun was beginning to set in the sky and the woman settles back comfortably into her seat, feeling rather pleased with herself. She speaks clearly, her words aimed at the towering man in her group. "Tell me, what is your name?" There's a long silence that follows. It's not clear if he lacks a name, or doesn't even know what it is, but his silence speaks for him. He basically has no name. "Hm. Well, seeing as how you have no name, and you are very strong, very big, I think I'll call you Oni (ogre). Yes. That does sound appropriate for someone like you. As for me," she turns around, moving aside one of the cloth curtains to directly look at him, "my name is Yakushi." It was later that evening when Yakushi and her brother, Nakanari, are found in a quiet, small, dining room-like area all to themselves. The room itself was lit with a few small lanterns and the air was warm. The smell of their meal deliciously lingering in the air as they ate. "So," he begins, effortlessly picking up a piece of meat with the end of his chopsticks as he looks across the table at his sister, "I caught sight of your new arrival earlier this evening." He pops the meat into his mouth and watches her smile. "Yes, he is an interesting thing, isn't he?" It's obvious that she's quite amused by the current topic of conversation. "You do know that my end goal is to become the single most powerful woman, right?" He nods, nudging at another piece of his meal with the tips of his chopsticks. There's no rush to finish this meal and he takes his sweet time with it. "I do." "Well, I'm already in good standing with the emperor himself, even if his health is rather poor. This actually works quite nicely in my favor." "Yakushi, you need to be careful. You're my sister and I care about you. I'll support you in whatever you want to do, but we don't know anything about this Oni of yours. Where does he come from? What is his heritage? What has he done with his life before now?" She quietly laughs at him. "You're being too cautious. If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were afraid." "It's a good thing to be afraid. It keeps a person alert, aware, and attentive to things they'd otherwise not know about." Setting down his chopsticks, he lifts his hands into the air and claps twice loudly. This summons a servant to him. "You. I want you to look into the past and background of this 'Oni'. Find out whatever you can about him and report back to me the moment you find out anything." The servant nods his head obediantly, his face serious, then hurries out of the room. Nakanari looks back over to Yakushi, who now appears deep in thought. "When the emperor dies," she says, thinking aloud, "the capital city will probably be moved back to Hiraki to celebrate this event. No doubt the Oni will manage to show up there." She reaches across the table and pours more liquor into her older brother's cup without him saying so, only stopping when it was full to the rim. She continues, more trying to work out her plans, rather than gauging him for any useful input he might want to share. "I wonder how best I can make use of such a magnificently brutal beast of a man. Simply looking at him instills fear and intimidates even the strongest man. It's clear he's fond of me and I can use that to my advantage for as dimwitted as he seems." He groans, showing he's not exactally approving of how this his unfolding. Although they're siblings, it's difficult to tell that Yakushi doesn't have a royal or noble bloodline running through her veins. She's got stunningly beautiful good looks, an incredible level of intelligence, and has even risen to a pretty impressive standign in the Imperial Court. She's even managed to work her way into the emperor's good graces enough that she's won his favor. "I know you're reluctant about all of this, Nakanari, but the Oni's presence is necessary. When the day comes that I grab that ultimate power for myself, I'm going to need him right at my side to make sure I can achieve my goal." Her self-confidence is quite different than his own. Whether or not he likes it, they're related and nothing in the world could change that fact. She continues talking and he decides the best thing to do, for now, is to quietly drink. He lifts the cup up to his lips and takes his sweet time drinking the liquid. The raven haired beauty doesn't miss this. "You're prudent. I'll give you that much." She sits back comfortably, more intent on the conversation rather than the meal before her. "Unlike so many other people, my aim for power is much stronger and more steady. They've tried to get power in the capital, and failed. No doubt leaving them jealous and bitter. Having Oni at my side will offer me a great level of protection from them. After all, I've seen how others have reacted to his presence thus far. He may be dimwitted, but there's no denying how imposing and threatening of a figure he is." Nakanari sighs, setting down his chopsticks and directly looks at her. "Despite how well laid out your plans are becoming, I still believe that it's necessary to keep things private. It never hurts to be cautious, you know." It's unclear if this is suggested for her own safety, or solely because he's not comfortable hearing about the details of her developing agenda. Elsewhere the next morning, deep in the wild countryside is a mountain that's covered with full, green, vibrantly alive trees. Along the side of the mountain is a young man walking down a worn path through the woods. It's clear that this path has been travelled many times and is well worn. Soon enough the young man came upon a small village that was hidden away in the woods. It only takes a few short moments before the people of this tiny village come rushing out and begin warmly greeting the young man. The young man's name is Kaosu. He was born in this village some years ago. On the day of his birth, right away his mother knew just who he was. It wasn't too many days later that a white tiger with brown eyes made its appearance in the village. This was a animal guardian, a sacred beast. Not only that, but he was the guardian of this village. He would appear from time to time, being seen taking his time wandering through the village. Aside from the tiger's peaceful behavior and calming presense, what set him apart from all other tigers is the fact that his eyes were brown. On the day of Kaosu's birth, this tiger had gone straight to the baby and lick his pink little cheek. Neither the baby nor the tiger seemed the slightest bit uneasy or afraid of the other. It was almost as if they were two age old friends. This impossible to ignore sign is all the people of the village needed to confirm the fact that this baby was Kaosu. THEE Kaosu. The person they'd been waiting for. The old legends spoke of a time when a great evil would appear. Kaosu, this man of legend, the one they'd been praying for, had been born into a village, but this, one of many like it, was set apart from the rest of the world. As unimpressive as these little villages were, they, and the people who lived in them, were special in their own right. They were called the people who 'guard the light'. Very accurate wording, considering the role these people played in the world. Unknown to the world itself and other people. A long time ago, originally, there was one village. However, as with anything, time passes. Families grow bigger. More space was needed. And, so, the people of the one village spread out to make several small villages all scattered across the sides of the mountains in this area. Once every year, all of the people from these villages would gather together and celebrate. With Kaosu's return to his home village, for as joyous as this should be, he came with unpleasant news. It was as the legend had stated. There was evil building up and getting ready to make its appearance in this world. Nosuri, Kaosu's childhood friend, came to greet him and, like everyone else present was upset to hear about this news. Despite knowing this would eventually happen, because the legend said so, it was finally made 'real' by him having stated it. It was no longer a prophecy or thing of legend. This was real. This was happening. Nosuri came up to Kaosu and clapped a hand onto his friend's shoulder. "I'll be come along with you to help in whatever way you need." Kaosu offered a warm smile in return, resting a hand on Nosuri's. "Thank you. With what I know of the things to come, I'll need it."

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