The ice reaper

Legend:

In ancient times, when the world was ruled by chaos, a creature named Deramasu emerged from the darkness. This monster, the embodiment of evil, destroyed the world and consumed all life. Rivers dried up, forests burned, and nations fell into despair.

Just when it seemed that all hope was lost, two heroes arose: Tomaru, the ruler of the Moon, and Tema, the ruler of the Sun. These warriors, known as the first Muteky, joined forces to face Deramasu.

Tomaru, who controlled water and weather, and Tema, who ruled fire and the growth of nature, fought a long and destructive battle against Deramasu. The earth shook under their power, mountains fell and rose, and oceans were split in half. In the end, they defeated Deramasu and sealed his dark power deep within the earth.

However, after their victory, a desire for absolute power began to grow in Tomaru’s heart. He believed that if he combined the powers of the Sun and the Moon, he would become an invincible god. But this ambition divided the two heroes.

Tema, who wanted to protect the world, was forced to stand against Tomaru. In the destructive battle that followed, Tema defeated Tomaru and took his power. To prevent anyone from trying to claim this power, Tema divided the elements of the Sun and the Moon into five smaller forces: Fire, Water, Wind, and Lightning. Each of these elements was scattered across the world to bring balance.

However, Tema knew that Tomaru’s desire for power had not vanished; he had only been silenced. Before disappearing from the world, he left behind a prophecy: “Tomaru will one day return to reclaim his power. When that day comes, the world will fall into chaos, and the lands will once again be engulfed in darkness. None of the old Muteky will be able to stop him. The only one who can stand against Tomaru is a child with bright red hair.”

Story:

Since I can remember, I only know one thing – I don’t have parents. The only thing I have left is my younger sister. And I think that’s for the best...

“Be fair.”

After that day, I don’t remember much.

“What day?” the child asked.

“Are you sure you want to hear it?”

“Yesssss!”

“Well, alright then...”

From the day Kugoshi created me...

Memories

I was lying on an operating table. The only thing I could see were walls covered in blood and a flickering lamp above me. When I looked at my hands, I realized that my skin was as blue as the sea, with red streaks all over my body resembling blood. My brown hair was now silver like the moon, and I had horns on my head.

At that moment, I asked myself: “Where am I? Where is Mom and my sister?”

Suddenly, a voice echoed through the speakers:

“Experiment 1085 – successful. Experiment 1256 – unsuccessful. Experiment 1052 – successful. Experiment 4189 – unsuccessful.”

This repeated with many numbers, but only two were labeled “successful.” Above my bed, the sign read: “Experiment 1085 – successful.”

“How can I be an experiment? What is happening here?” I thought.

I noticed I was strapped to the bed. When I turned my head, I saw a boy with bright red eyes and spiky yellow-brown hair lying in the bed next to me. Above his bed, the sign read: “Experiment 1052 – successful.” Next to it, a nameplate said: “Katsura Matamoto.”

He looked at me and asked:

“Your name is Hyruaki, right?”

I paused. “What is he talking about?”

“What do you mean?” I asked.

The boy simply pointed to my bed and said:

“It’s written there. Hyruaki Hoshizaki.”

“But my name doesn’t start with an H... It starts with an O... or an S...? Actually, I don’t even know...”

At that moment, a man in a doctor’s coat with blue hair walked up to us. He was writing something in a notebook and said:

“I’m proud of you, Hyruaki, my son.”

I smiled. “You’re my father?”

The man grinned and answered, “Who else do you think I am?” Then he continued walking toward the other beds.

Some of the beds held children who looked very strange.

To my right, there was a boy with scales on his forehead, three arms, and a round growth on his head that looked like the beginning of a second skull. Above his bed, the sign read: “Experiment 2833 – unsuccessful.”

His nameplate said: “Mochizuki Kavashiki.”

He turned to me and asked:

“Hey, do you know why my head hurts?”

He then turned further to his right and noticed his three arms. Suddenly, he screamed:

“AAAAAH! I’m a monster!”

For a while, he just lay there, shaking.

After a moment, I told him, “At least you don’t look like him.”

I pointed at a small boy who had no mouth, one eye that had fallen out of its socket, and a tentacle instead of an arm. His other hand was missing a fist, and instead, there were holes from which cockroaches crawled out.

As soon as Mochizuki saw him, he screamed:

“In the name of Raimo and Shinmu!”

(Raimo is the god of the sun, and Shinmu is the god of the moon in this world.)

The nameplate read: “Otakuri Rinvashi.”

Above his bed, the sign read: “Experiment 912 – very unsuccessful.”

A weak voice came from the hole where his eye used to be:

“Please... kill me...”

And at that moment, he exploded.

Blood splattered across the walls, his heart flew onto Mochizuki’s bed, and his intestines landed on my head. Human organs were scattered all over the room.

Mochizuki turned to me and whispered:

“I don’t want to explode...”

The speakers echoed:

“Experiment 912 – deceased.”

The „doctor” suddenly screamed:

“FUCK!” and started kicking the organs on the floor. He slipped on a puddle of blood and began smearing it all over his face.

Then, another announcement came through the speakers:

“Experiment 6248 – error.”

And then another:

“Yukari Hoshizaki – error.”

At that moment, I laughed.

“Why do we have the same last name? Wait... I really have a sister!”

The doctor stood up and approached the bed labeled “error.” He muttered in confusion, “What is this? This has never happened before.”

The speakers announced:

“We cannot determine whether this experiment was successful or not.”

Story:

“Hey ? Hyruaki, why did you stop talking?”

I suddenly realized I was telling a story to some children.

“Sorry, I just remembered something...”

“Alright, I’ll continue.”

When I turned to my side, I noticed a boy with a tentacle instead of a hand.

Hiruiaki thought to himself: “I better not tell them the rest...”

“And then, that boy popped like a balloon,” he finally said.

“Like a balloon? That’s funny!” laughed a boy named Todoshiki.

Hiruiaki, with coldness in his soul, quietly muttered:

“It really was funny...”