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The Muramasa Clan.
A clan of humanoid entities, created by the Creator.
The Clan was known for their variety of unique skills and outstanding abilities in each member. Sadly, they only held 9 members, all were orphans yet siblings and blood-related.
They were taken in by the Hero Association, with SHUUKO MURAMASA as known to be the head of the said clan as well as being the eldest.
In his family achievements, he had taught most of his 8 younger brothers, however mostly it was the youngest, SAKUSA MURAMASA.
Him being the youngest was 19 years old. Living in a compound made by the Association, nearby a village that was also close to the formidable Ninja Village.
They stayed there throughout most of their lives— from childhood to adulthood. Let us see the younger years... Shuuko was 27, and Sakusa was 14.
Nevertheless...
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Shuuko was sleeping in his futon until he stirred and groaned when Sakusa was shaking him by his shoulder, whining, "Brooother, waake up! Wake up! You already said 5 minutes later! Get up!"
Meanwhile, his other two younger brothers— Shimo and Xew stood outside of the eldest's room.
Chuckling lightly upon Sakusa's little tantrum, Xew sweatdropped, "Ne, Shimo, Sakusa really likes to get our older brother's nerves, huh?..."
"Reminds me of you when you were little..." Shimo grumbled, looking away from the commotion.
It irked the third eldest, Xew, who seethed, "HAH???! WHUS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN???!"
In the end, it settled down whereas Shuuko was awakened from the three— Sakusa's whining & pushing, and Xew plus Shimo's childish argument.
One of the downsides of being the eldest.
Gladly, within the clan the 4th to the 8th oldest brothers weren't that annoying as these three.
Eventually, Sakusa stayed with Shuuko, who was cleaning up his bedroom, tidying his futon and then did most of his routine— including eating a small breakfast.
"Mmm, Shuuko-nii, are you doneeee?" Sakusa observed, his golden hues gleaming and his lips were curled up to a small pout.
Shuuko finally finishes cleaning his bedroom, as he politely replies, "Yep, mind telling me what brings you here, Sakusa? You know, you're supposed to be training than whining in my room."
Earning a grumble from the youngest, "I know, I know! But I need your guidance. I don't know how to make some of the hard seals..."
"Hmm? Again? I did give you the guidelines, even the inscription I've made for you."
"Yeah, but I don't understand."
An empty scroll as Sakusa opens it on the tatami floor, his ink brush in his fingers at the ready. On the other hand, Shuuko used his psychokinesis to grab his guideline book about seals, the energy around it flipping the book's pages by itself.
"Perhaps, you didn't channel your energy well. Take it slow and steady, you're still learning." Shuuko frowned and the levitating book was set down on the floor.
Sakusa's grip on his ink brush faltered and he sulked slightly, his head lowering down, "I'm not strong as the others, including you, Shuuko-nii..."
"Ah-ah-ah, no, it's not about who's strong here. They became strong when they train and practice, just like what you are doing now." Shuuko assured, his eyes holding a glint of disapproval—
Sakusa being a burden, hell no.
Sighing softly and Shuuko's eyes gleamed, "I'm more impressed at your memory at remembering the seals technique. I have to open the inscription at all times."
His finger tapping on the empty scroll on the tatami floor, and signaling for Sakusa to make a steady move.
A small gentle smile, one of Shuuko's signature smiles, upon the eldest's face. "Come on, I'll help as best as I can."
It received a flustered reaction from Sakusa, who fumbled. He is yet sensitive to affection, probably the reason why he dislikes to own companionship.
Sakusa prepared his ink brush and he steadily draws the seal on the scroll accordingly to his memory. Mistakes were easily erased by Shuuko's telekinesis, as Shuuko also helped, his hand with Sakusa on the brush to correctly draw it.
Many moments so on— It was a success as always for Sakusa whenever he is needing for help from his elder brother.
As Sakusa rolled back the dried up ink on the scroll of seals, his dark golden hues stared at Shuuko in awe, "Ne, Shuuko-nii, would you be always there for me? For help like this?"
Shuuko's eyes widened at first and they softened. A lot of his younger brothers have asked that, guess it was now Sakusa's turn to say it.
A soft chuckle escaped from his lips as Shuuko patted gently Sakusa's messy headlocks, "Of course."
"Is that a promise?" Sakusa loved Shuuko's headpats.
"Promise is a strong deal, but as your elder brother, I will always be there for you, Sakusa."
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— upon the rise of many Monsters, battles began to happen. And they weren't only strong, but powerful, and most of the S-Class heroes, including Shuuko were tasked to defeat as much as they can...
Blast, the No.1 in Hero Association, was assigned to eliminate the monsters nearby the Ninja Village. However, executing most of the ninjas excluding Sonic & Flashy Flash were not the best ideal.
The other 7 brothers were also helping in other cities, doing their own hunt solo. Though, Shuuko did not assign Sakusa much— or at least go to a city to seal the monsters away.
No.
It was too risky in Shuuko's thought, so he gave Sakusa another assessment. The youngest brother helped to evacuate the village, because yes, their compound is in the village.
And unexpectedly, Sakusa had to deal the monsters as well, in order to protect the village citizens.
The seals were perfect and they worked!
They worked!
But. . .
Like I said, the Muramasa Clan holds humanoidentities, not humans and only consisting 9 members and Sakusa is the youngest, just 14 years old.
Them separated, and Sakusa was left alone—
As Sakusa was against a Dragon-Ranked monster, it stripped away his true face and the village citizens were screaming in terror, thinking Sakusa was actually the monster.
Assessment is succesful upon bringing the citizens to evacuate at a safe shelter but they were all horrified— hoorrified horrified horrified horrified horrified horrified horrified horrified horrified horrified horrified horrified
Without anyone to help, Shuuko wasn't able to contact his own brother after all he and his fellow 7 brothers had been staying in the Hero Association for 24/7. These monsters corpses were splattered throughout every single city.
Returning to the village—
"IT'S A MONSTER!"
"SOMEONE HELP!"
"HEROES PLEASE, PLEASE—!"
"CUT HIM OFF!"
"BURN HIM, HE ISN'T A MURAMASA!"
"A FAKER THIS WHOLE TIME!"
They were begging for help, seeking nothing but others help, not Sakusa's. Some were also threatening to hurt him, and thinking Sakusa is just a fake Muramasa member, under a disguise of a regular human.
Nonetheless, Sakusa was able to defeat the monsters around the village except he was beaten to the core, tortured by his own citizens—...
With his face truly revealed to the world— no, but the clan's true identity, they were absolutely terrified, hiding away from him.
A few stepped forward just to hit him, even if Sakusa is trying to convince them without using his own skills.
Scars, bruises, and cuts were scattered across Sakusa's features and tortured self. Tears of nothing but betrayal poured, can't wash away the dried blood that were spread from his face to toe.
A mirror's blade was highly enough to make Sakusa scream, they were cutting through the tissue of his face from the edge of his mouth, "STOP— PL-PLEASE— NO, NO, NO, S-STOP AGHHHHHHHHH"
The sunset was slowly blooming, however Sakusa only saw a blur of red. In a mixture blood and tears streaming down from his face.
Under the strict rules of the village and such abnormal elders. How atrocious of them.
They were sending Sakusa to his death.
However, what they did not know it was going to be a start of a war against the Muramasa Clan. It has been 2 days, and Sakusa had laid on the tatami floor of Shuuko's room, a mirror was broken.
A fragment stuck into his scarred arms, tearing down flesh. Sakusa painfully groaned as he pulled it out, and he stiffled a sob, "S-Shuuko-nii, c-come home please..."
Breathing became hard, as Sakusa coughed and struggles to inhale and exhale.
Swallowing his own tears.
Everything went wrong.
All hell broke lose.
And...
Sakusa was heavily broken.
Tied up to a 'X' shaped made of plank wood, and brought to a small nest consisting of branches and thorns. It is also set in the center of the village, only half of the citizens came to the rite.
They light him up there and yeah burned him there and Sakusa himself wasn't crying—...
He was too tired of it.
His brother's words rang in his mind.
A certain promise that was nothing but false.
"Promise is a strong deal, but as your elder brother, I will always be there for you, Sakusa."
"Promise is a strong deal, but as your elder brother, I will always be there for you, Sakusa."
"Promise is a strong deal, but as your elder brother, I will always be there for you, Sakusa."
I hate— no...
I don't hate you...
I would never...
I am just...
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for disappointing you.
I'm sorry for making the promise...
I did not mean to break our promise.
Don't blame yourself... please...?
I wish I can say my last words to you.
I would be flustered if I wasn't in this position.
You already know, my last words, Shuuko-nii...
I love you—
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The village left him in the compound as soon as Sakusa is holding degree burns all across. In other words, Dead. As soon as Shuuko arrived home, it came crashing down.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no—
He immediately grabbed Sakusa into his arms, but his youngest brother was gone. He did not scream, but held his boilingirritation and thirst forblood down.
The rest of the younger brothers were also furious, they investigated the village as Shuuko did not rest throughout the night nor the day.
He did his best to heal, trying to find a way to cure him, bring him back to life— even if it breaks the rules of their clan.
He did everything he could do... it breaks his heart to see Sakusa, die in the most painful way.
Shuuko hated himself for it.
Shuuko hated himself for leaving Sakusa.
Shuuko hated himself for being alive.
Why couldn't Sakusa be immortal than him instead?
JUST WHY
His innerself thoughts were getting the best of him, creating millions of threats to murder, and avenge for his brother's death.
Not without blood.
There has to be blood to pay...
THEY DARE TO KILL SAKUSA, KILL THEM ALL
MURDER THEM ALL MERCILESSLY
LET THEM BEG FOR THEIR LIVES
GIVE THEM THE PAIN THEY HAD GIVEN TO SAKUSA
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"With pleasure."
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On the next day, the Hero Association was given a report that a village that held the Muramasa Clan's compound were slaughtered by monsters.
It was technically a lie made-up by Shuuko and his other younger siblings.
There was no indeed evidence, everything from the village like houses, facilities, and clearly everything — they vanished as if the village had not existed.
And those who talked about this incident, they shall receive a sinister gaze by the Muramasa Clan, not only Shuuko but all of them, as a target.
Strictly, they formed rules; If you consider us as monsters:
- BEG FOR OTHER HEROES HELP
- NEVER SHOW VIOLENCE TO US
- DO NOT INTERFERE OUR WORK
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"Brother, stop—" Shirou, the 4th eldest brother within the Clan, sighed tiredly upon seeing Shuuko, using his telekinesis to twirl a blade.
It is common in the family to see Shuuko doing some suicidal movements, especially tactics like hanging, drowning, or putting yourself in an empty tank only to sink down your body in it.
Other than that, it gotten chaotic whereas Shuuko would flirt to a lady or a hero at least male or female, request them to double suicide by a river.
Wow.
He had a horrible change.
Both mentally and physically.
Physically, Shuuko's hair was more disheleved and he had eye bags underneath his eyes.
Mentally, Shuuko had became insane and more... impolite you can say.
Shirou, his ability; opening gates or portals, sending away the blade to another dimension from Shuuko's control.
Shirou rubbed his temples, "Okay, stop. It's been 6 years, Brother. Move on."
"Hushhh, otouto-yo, I was getting the fun part, besides, with everyone babysitting me, I can't do the last performance." Shuuko grumbled, applying his psychokinesis to float in the air as he hugged a pillow.
"Brother. You know you can't—"
"Hushhh. Just because I can't die, I'm willing to try tactics to see if they work."
Sweatdropping at the statement as Shirou sternly looked away, "... if you say so."
'Hmm, Shirou is known for his abilities... especially time warping and easily teleporting through space and time. It matches against Blast, or perhaps higher. Can't he send me to another world?' Shuuko thoughts as the idea stuck into his mind.
Levitating lower to stare at Shirou, who was busy revising documents, "... ne, otouto-yo, I know your skill is Portals and the fact you are the Guardian of the Timelines and Universe, and shi—"
As soon as Shirou realized, his sharp gaze glared instantly, "Quiet, brother. I do not wish to talk about this when you're behaving this way."
Unfazed, Shuuko's expression remained impassive and he tilted his head, "Can you send me to another world? Pretty sure you can do that, right?"
"Brother. You. Are. Not. Going anywhere, you are staying in this world. I don't want you to ruin some timeline or a canon-event." Shirou seethed, his pupils sharpening and his powers crackled.
"I meant sending me to another world where Sakusa is alive."
"No is a no. Another world means there's another me, another you, and everyone else! You're gonna mess up everything!" Shuuko pulls back his dark headlocks, already stressing out because of Shuuko's questions.
Shuuko frowned and grumbled into his pillow, feeling frustrated. He doesn't want to stay in this world, doing hero missions, Blast and Tatsu-pie can solo them all without his help. . .
"Can I pleeease? Like go to some other world? I'll be a good guy—"
The head clan's cheek was pulled and Shirou scolded the latter, "It's not about being a good guy or not! These worlds have their own canon-events, you kicking a rock is enough!"
Man, it was a funny line.
Shuuko rubbed his cheek when Shirou stopped and he then gave a small grin, "Hehheeehe, my lovely otouto-yo, pleeease, just this once. You know, for... your brother's happiness."
"Tch... fine, fine! Don't click anything stupid." Shirou gives up and he finally gives Shuuko a chance.
In a swift flick of Shirou's wrist, a medium sized screen appeared in front of Shirou. Shuuko had to float closer to see the screen, examining it.
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WELCOME BACK MURAMASA SHIROU!
IT HAS BEEN 3472 DAYS
LIST OF UNIVERSES / WORLDS ; HAVEN'T HAD CANON-EVENT
- Earth-91 : hunter-ranking system, whereas gates & dungeons exist + monsters!
- Earth-232 : overlords or warlords exist to control regions across the lands
- Earth-65 : you're an expendable, grab a crystal as well avoid monsters in the area
- Earth-2 : shinobi / ninja world
- Earth-72 : cruel organization of heroes hunt down monsters and humans as well
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CLICK IT CLICK IT
IM TRYING
Meanwhile, Shuuko's inner voices were telling him to click randomly without a single care to the world, nor the risk.
Shirou scrolls up and down of the screen and mumbled tiredly, "See, there isn't much... once you go click it, pretty sure I, not you, but me will take 5 to 9 years only to bring you back."
Yeah, no, Shuuko listen nothin'.
He clicked randomly on the screen—
Boop!
—startling Shirou, who's eyes widened in both frustration and shock. The transportation for Shuuko was going to be any second now!
"Welp, goodluck bringing me back brother—"
"SHUUKO!"
In a burst of a portal behind Shuuko, it forcefully pulled him in like a magnet. Leaving Shirou nothing, but a pillow that dropped due to the fact Shuuko was long gone in another universe.
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Diving into the portal felt endless to Shuuko and he is in awe at the portal's features. Overlapping to another portal, which changed Shuuko's appearance— both outfit and age.
As he is about to examine his changes, in a drag of the portal he roughly landed on a surface. He groaned, rubbing his back, "Man... I haven't had back pains in a while. Great."
Oh, wait first of all, what universe did he click?
Shuuko stood up from the ground and brushed his well... what are these fabric? Very traditional it was.
Observing his surroundings, he realized he is in a vast forest. Wow. Amazing. He had no map.
Noticing he is also wearing a woven or a kasa hat that had windchimes and thin dark veil on the left & right side of the hat.
'First things first...' Shuuko tested his telekinesis, manipulating the wind and proceed to take some leaves from the trees. Letting them fly in the air by the use of his ability.
"Hmmm, I can still use my powers..."
Holding onto the edge of his woven hat, he took off swiftly and yet quietly flying through the trees. Stopping by and standing on a branch of a tree, and he tilted his head. A village?
Strange.
"I wonder where am I at..."
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