RubyScarlett

In a world where powerful clans fight to protect humanity from the dark forces known as Oscuros, Takumi Hinoyama, a young member of the Hyakuren clan, struggles to understand his own connection to the fire spirit that courses through his veins. As massive, deadly Oscuros appear across the city, Takumi finds himself caught in the chaos and danger that threatens to consume everything.

When a mysterious figure known only as Crimson begins attacking the city, his power seems far beyond anything the clans have faced before. With the president of the Hyakuren clan going missing after a confrontation with Crimson, Takumi and his companions must navigate the turmoil and uncover the truth behind this enigmatic figure.

As Takumi grows stronger and learns more about the dangerous forces at play, he must decide whether to follow the orders of his leaders or risk everything to save the president—and perhaps the world itself—from an unseen and terrifying fate.

Blaze In The Rising Darkness

The city spirals into absolute chaos. Oscuros—huge, terrifying creatures born from the darkest corners of existence—wreak havoc at every turn. They tear through the streets with wild abandon, destroying everything in their path. Buildings crumble, streets crack open, and fires rage in the wake of their rampage. People run for their lives, their faces twisted in fear as they try desperately to escape the deadly onslaught.

The Tetsuō clan, known for their impenetrable defenses and unwavering protection of the city, lies in ruins. Crimson, wielding his dark and mysterious power, has struck at the very heart of the clan, slaughtering every member without mercy. The city's primary line of defense is gone, leaving civilians vulnerable and exposed.

The remaining clans scramble to act, but they are scattered, their strength divided. Though they fight valiantly against the Oscuros, the numbers are overwhelming. Each battle feels like a futile effort, hope slipping away with every moment. The blood moon is still hours away, yet the night has already descended into madness.

To make matters worse, the presidents—the last remaining leaders capable of uniting the clans—are missing. Their absence creates a gaping void in the city's defense, and whispers of despair ripple through the remaining forces. Who will rise to lead them? Is there even time to regroup, or has the city already fallen to its doom?

Meanwhile, somewhere in a dark dungeon far from the chaos, red light flickers across cold stone walls. A woman stands alone, her eyes fixed on the faint, glowing illumination.

"The blood moon, huh?" she mutters, her voice calm yet heavy with hidden knowledge.

She sighs softly, her expression steady and unchanging. "Such a tragedy," she murmurs, her voice carrying a quiet sorrow. "The world teeters on the edge, and yet, it's all so... predictable." She pauses, her gaze distant, as if contemplating the unfolding destruction. "My condolences to those who still think they can fight against fate."

Her eyes wander to the darkened surroundings. "It seems there's no other choice," she says quietly. "If the world is heading down this path, I'll have to play my part, whether I like it or not."

Her striking ruby-red hair flows softly down her back, glowing faintly in the dim light. Her eyes, the same deep red, radiate an ethereal glow, as though they hold the light of the moon itself. Her face is beautiful, with delicate features and smooth, luminous skin. She wears a dark robe adorned with subtle patterns, perfectly fitting her graceful yet mysterious demeanor. Her calm, intelligent presence exudes an aura of quiet strength, making it clear she is far more than just a beautiful figure.

Chapter 3- The Prisoner Below?