The Legacy Era

It was a normal day. Or so I thought. I awoke in a dark pitch black void. It felt like deep dense water in there. As I awoke a dark celestial being flashed in my conciousness “Seek the truth.” It had said. Im a modern day swordsman named Vance. Im the strongest. When I was born a lightning storm happened because of me. My essence being created shook the Earth and terrified most. I’ve never felt pain no drawn sword has pierced my flesh. I don't even know the concept of pain. But the old Era? They do. They're weak and pitiful.

Moments after being in the void I feel my advanced sword dissappear from my hilt and it's replaced with a rusty old sword. The type of sword a peasant would wear. “Who disturbed me?!-” I get cut off. The dark being had sent me to the past to seek out the strongest and stop him to alter the future for all of us. To make a better future.

“Why the hell am I here.” Suddenly my conciousness speaks to me as I look out and see old village houses and a dark grey polluted sky with dark murky rain pouring out the clouds. “To destroy whoms name we do not speak of Mortal.” It said. “And who the hell are you. Don’t make me kick your ass.” I said. The voice had stopped speaking.

As I explore the village I notice swordsman in battle but suddenly a sword pierces my back. I turn around to see Aoi. The guy from the past. His name appeared in countless as he who plays the fool to make people smile. Mother told me stories about him as a kid but why is he doing this. As blood poured out I gasped for air since I've never felt pain it's overwhelming I collapse to my knees crying in pain. I’ve never felt something so ridiculously overwhelming. I thought this guy was supposed to make me smile. Turns out the tales of Aoi were fake. A fabricated lie. Aoi was a beast. The first human to slay dragons. People debate about him even now even if its 500 something years later. He's still recognized as top 10 swordsman in all of history even ranking top 3 for the past but in the present ranking top 4.

I wanted to scream out. But I realized he targeted my lung. I couldn't breathe. He twisted his sword. But I started laughing starting to enjoy the pain. I turned around and decapitated him on the spot “As I said. You old day people are weak.” I said not pulling out the sword so I don't bleed out even more. My blood mixed with the rain but suddenly another sword slices through the air and sends an air slice straight to my head barely missing and hitting a strand of hair. My eyes widened. I could have died just now. “HEY LOW BLOW ASSHOLE! I wasn't ready. It's bad for your honor to attack when your opponent isn't looking.”

“My apologies weakling. Oh im so scared for my honor. Anyway im Shinra.” I look her up and down. “Well hey there sexy lady~” I said. “Well hey there sexy ma-” She couldn't finish her sentence as I cut her off “Im a minor bro your a weirdo.” She stares at me with confusion “What's a minor?” I stare at her with disbelief and suddenly realize and facepalm. “Oh wait I forgot. Yall don't have these words yet.” I said. “What nonsense are you spouti-” She gets cut off as I suddenly lunge at her. My aura demonic as if every fiber of my existence purely exists for hate. My aura pulses so hard it creates a rift as I slice her 5 million times in 0.2 seconds.

After the fight I suddenly feel an overwhelming amount of dread I can't breathe from it. And out comes the rift I created… Whoms name I can't say or else it's said to be cursed by him. We don't even know their gender or name. We just guess hes a male because women aren't really usually swordman. But even so. Every fiber in my being tells me to run. And I bolt out of there not staying to fight. “This presence. IS MONSTROUS!”