Prologue

Shams is the only son of Asma and Tata.

They lived in such an old and dilapidated small house made of small pieces of trashed metals and wood. It barely can be considered a house.

Despite the life of a poverty-stricken family, such happiness and content filled the household.

The parents of Shams prayed fervently every day and night for their son's success and long health.

Even though Shams' parents were both old and sickly. He never failed to serve his parents every day. His life revolved around his parents. 

There was always a smile on his face that he never failed to show towards his parents. He was indeed a ray of light for his parents.

Then one tragic night came,

A landslide!

-Whoosh-

…

…

The entire area of the residence of Shams and his family fell victim to such a tragic fate.

Immediately, Shams did not hold back nor think twice in covering his parents from the danger that they were about to face. In his tight embrace, he covered his parents with a blanket and used his body as their shield.

"Ma! Pa!" Shams screamed.

"Ahhhhh!"

Screams and terror could be heard everywhere.

Though, even in the last breath of his parents, their only words were their fervent prayer for their loving son.

Shams is embracing his parents in trying to cover them from danger but... it was not enough.

It did not stop their tragic fate to take away their lives.

…

…

Darkness ...

Numbness ...

Nothingness ...

A complete deafening Silence was surrounding Shams.

As time passed by,

Which felt like forever ...

...

...

Shams tried to open his eyes and saw an unfamiliar face holding him.

But he could not speak even if he wanted to. He could see everything around him and then he realized he is being carried within the embrace of a woman.

He could feel his head hitting against something bouncing and soft.

'Maybe this is just a dream, such a beautiful woman!' Shams said to himself looking at the face of such a godly beauty.

Tears kept falling on his cheeks from someone else's eyes.

Such warm tears coming from the escaping woman.

'Why are you crying? Don't cry ... my parents told me that I am a ray of light so let me shine some ray of light towards you.' Shams thought to himself even though he could not speak at all in some weird reason.

Looking around and raising his own hands.

Then, it dawned on him that he was in the body of an infant.

'What's with these tiny hands? Definitely, this is just a dream!' Shams could not believe that he is in such a tiny body.

Curiosity kicked in as he realized that they were being pursued.

Burning houses and smoke were everywhere.

Fire and ashes surrounded the entire village.

It felt like he was in a dynasty era where the buildings and houses were made of an ancient architecture.

'It seems that chaos has its way in following me.' Shams thought as he pondered on the things that happened to him recently.

The woman got shot by poisoned shurikens at her back but it did not hinder her on escaping away from her pursuers and constantly moving.

Unfortunately, she tripped and quickly turned to avoid Shams from getting hurt.

Gladly, she was quick enough to move and tried to land on her own arm and shoulders.

- Thud! -

Even getting shot by a poisoned dagger and tripping badly, did not stop her nor think of giving up.

As a mother, the only thing on her mind was the survival of her child.

With the thought of her child's safety, it gave her extra strength.

Until she reached a dead end …

…

-Panting!-

-Panting!-

-Panting!-

"You have nowhere to go! Just give up and accept your fate!" one of the assassins, wearing black suits with their sharp weapons in their hand, said to the desperate mother.

A desperate plea for a miracle.

Unfortunately for her, there was none.

So she placed Shams on top of a nearby barrel and tightly covered him.

"I am sorry, my son! You have to live life alone…" Then tears kept falling ... dripping on Shams' cheeks.

Shams' new biological mother faced the assassins with so much courage and took out a dagger.

"I will not let any of you ... harm my son!" a desperate mother declared her undying devotion for her child.

The assassins were too confident and mocked at her futile attempt.

There were exchanges of blows and to their surprise ...

Despite her wounds and exhaustion, the mother could still block and evade their strikes against her.

It may seem that they have underestimated her too much and started to take it seriously.

Knowing that she was poisoned, such a display of courage and strength beholds in front of them.

"Howling Slash!" desperate attempt of a fearless mother.

<<< _Howling Slash_ >>>

A technique where it executes powerful multiple strikes in one move. It is considered as one of the advanced sword techniques and a lethal offensive attack. Once it hits the target or its designated opponent, high damage will be incurred.

...

A powerful move but her condition weakened the strength and power of the technique.

Which made it easy for the assassins to do their own technique swiftly.

Its damage and impact rely on the current strength and power of the cultivator. 

"Mirror Walk!" was executed together by the assassins.

Creating multiple images that made their opponent miss.

<<< _Mirror Walk_ >>>

A technique where the person could create multiple images of oneself which projects an illusion to its target.

...

Confused and desperate …

Failed to block each attack.

Made her fall to the ground.

Upon getting hit, she vomited blood.

After receiving so much damage and strikes from her pursuers. She prayed for a miracle even if it was only for her innocent child.

Looking at the bright full moon… A desperate plea, "Please! Even only just for my son..."

Before she received the last blow which will end her life,

Two men wearing large straw hats intervened.

Arriving at the perfect time.

Right before the assassins gave their last strike on their target ...

The two newly arrived strangers were quicker and stronger.

In no time they killed the assassins with their long sword.

"Gaah!" the assassins recoiled in pain while gushing blood out of their mouth with their guts spilling on the ground.

Bodies of the assassins drowned in their own blood.

Immediately one of the strange men caught the wounded woman before it fell to the ground completely.

"Miss!" the man in a straw hat approached the bleeding woman.

"M-y son…please ... look after him…" last words of the supposed new mother of Shams.

Her eyes begged while her life was hanging on a thread.

"We will look after him! I promise!" reassuring the dying woman in his arms.

As tears and blood fell, her life ended at that moment.

He covered the body with his white cape.

Indeed a horrendous sight.

Sympathy was not enough to erase the nightmare and hellish night that occurred.

…

"Impossible!" the other man looked surprised and astonished while looking at Shams' innocent infant body.

"Master Wushu?" the disciple wondered.

He ran to his master's side and checked what made his master react in such amusement.

Both became astonished by the massive ki surrounding the infant.

[~ In this new world there were four sources of ki energy, cultivator's core - spiritual - natural - and elemental ~]

And witnessing such massive ki energy coming from the infant was mind-puzzling. 

To where it was coming from. 

"H-how?" the disciple, who has the ability also to see the ki surrounding the infant, asked his master.

"It seems that my brother was right. A phenomenon that will change our history." The master looked around before performing a special skill that only a few can do. "Feilong, make sure no one interrupts."

"Yes, master!" Feilong's firm response to his master.

A surge of energy surrounding Master Wushu started to move towards the infant and it envelopes the entire body of Shams.

"Mirage!" Master Wushu uttered with force.

<<< _Mirage_ >>>

A technique that camouflages oneself or an intended target by releasing a massive amount of energy.

...

Master Wushu intended to hide the presence of Shams so they could escape without a trace from the enemies.

Moments after…

Another group of assassins arrived and released poisoned shurikens.

Fortunately, Feilong was quick enough to block all shurikens that were thrown his way.

Shams looked at the old man trying to carry him.

'Who is this guy now? Wait! Am I being passed around? Darn it! All I can remember was covering my parents and now I am in some weird dream of an old action movie. With people dying all over the place.' Thought by Shams while looking at Master Wushu curiously.

Master Wushu carefully held Shams within his arms with only his left arm while his right hand is holding a sword with an emerald dragon symbol stacked on its handle.

"Move aside, Feilong!" Master Wushu's instruction to his disciple as he tried to eliminate all assassins in one swing.

"Wind Cutter!"

<<< _Wind Cutter_ >>>

A sword technique that varies in power and precision based on its executioner. The stronger and more powerful the executioner was ... the more precise and lethal it can become.

...

Surprised as they were, the assassins noticed that as soon as Feilong moved aside, they saw a strong wind coming on their way, and then everything just went black for them.

The heads of all the assassins were rolling down to the ground as blood spurted all over the place.

"Let's go!" Master Wushu commanded his disciple to follow him.

Immediately the duo escaped swiftly,

Away from the chaos and havoc that ruined the entire town.

No words were enough to describe such a drastic tragedy that enveloped the entire town.

From a distance, after running quickly and escaping from the evil eyes of those who brought death and destruction right before their eyes, they stood at the view of a burning town.

Screams…

Fire…

Smoke…

And the smell of death became such a horrifying scene to behold…

"Master… Did we do the right thing? Aren't we putting the school in entire danger if the Golden Dragon Sect finds out that we intervened?" a clear tone of worry was apparent in Feilong's voice.

"It is the only choice we have. We need to correct the mistake that my brother did. My brother caused this annihilation to the entire silver wolf clan. I cannot live another day knowing that I could have saved even a single life…

Living in regret is the worst thing that can happen to a man. I refuse to live that life!" Master Wu Shu explained to his disciple with such wisdom in his word and seriousness in his face.

While the two conversed,

Shams thought that what if everything may not be a dream.

That he lost his parents in a tragic fate …

And lost his new parent in another tragic fate …

Then all the pain and misery dawned on him like a shock into his heart.

-Waaaa!!!!!-

Immediately Master Wushu turned his attention towards Shams who is crying loudly.

"Master, we need to leave before someone else notices us! Now, that the infant is crying. It may draw attention!" Feilong informed his master.

"This infant was smiling all throughout. I almost thought something is wrong with this one. Glad to know, it knows how to cry! You are right! We better leave now."

The night ended was filled with terror and bloody death.

As the moon witnessed such a horrific night.