BambooInk

"I've heard the rumors but you two truly look nothing alike."
"Does it matter?"
"I suppose not, kill me off then."
"It's my turn, Louis." "Get on with it then."
With a loud laugh, the giant man brought down his hammer. With a squelching sound, a head was ground to a paste.

This story centers around twins, starting off from their youth they go through a gradual progress in getting stronger. The stronger they become, however, they realize more and more that they will never get peace.

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Disclaimer:
Firstly, this is my first long novel.
This story will be slow, hopefully, I can do proper world-building.
Power progression also won't be all too fast.
I have no editor, so grammar might be off at some places.
Hopefully, you'll enjoy reading it.

The Demon Twins

"You two did great, really, I didn't expect both of you to be born in category three," the instructor complimented. "However, the both of you need to work on the finesse in your movements, especially you," the instructor said while pointing towards Arthur. "They're still kids Damian," another instructor said as he walked up to the twins. "You two did great for your age." "Yarp you old bat, it's because of you that the soldiers are satisfied with where they are," Damian scowled. 


"Don't mind him," Yarp said while smiling. Walking up to the twins, Yarp placed his hand on both of them. The two began to feel itches across their bodies. "Don't scratch at the itch, it's my healing effect. It helps speed up the regeneration of your own bodies so the itch comes from your wounds closing up," Yarp explained. The twins put down their hands which were about to scratch at themselves.


"The two of you should train at the grounds from now on. You two need to work on your skill in combat and element handling," Damian said. "You're planning on training kids too Damian? Cut them some slack, they should enjoy themselves," Yarp said disapprovingly. "It's better to train from an early age, and what do you mean cut some slack, war doesn't let you cut some slack," Damian said while frowning.


"We'd like to receive training," Louis replied. "Well, I don't really want to.." Arthur trailed off. "If I'm the only one to receive the training you'll never beat me, Arthur." Arthur's eyes widened before saying, "So when do we start?" "Childish." "Haha! We're both children." Damian looked at the twins approvingly while Yarp made an exasperated sigh watching the children that would be Damian's new trainees.


Augustus didn't think he could beat either of the twins. He could only use lightning through his hands, while the no brain all brawn Arthur could use his element throughout his whole upper body. Augustus was disheartened at the prospect of trying to obtain first in the next power rankings. 


"Young master, you have hit the age where you can begin to learn the Bellthorne's sword techniques. There is no need to be disheartened," said the butler accompanying him. "That's right! Father became a captain in the army through the family technique! Quickly find a teacher for me Brutus!" "I've already found him, young master, he is your sparring partner for today, and also your new personal instructor," Brutus replied.


Chapter 11