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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

Several years ago,

Where the blood-red sky loomed ominously over the land, it casted a sinister feel over everything below.

"L-Listen, Asahi... you must protect the Yonzol, no matter the cost! Whether you see it as an order, a request, or a responsibility-" The frail woman's voice faltered, each word dragging with pain. Her once vibrant skin had turned ghostly pale, seeped with blood all over her body. In her trembling hands, she held an object that gleamed with an eerie, purplish-black sheen-a heart-shaped entity known as the Yonzol. She passed it into the hands of a child. His face etched with terror, his eyes red from weeping.

"Please... *coughs*... Don't let anyone gain control of it. The world will fall to ruin if an evil force claims it."

"But... but mom," the child stammered. His voice broke as fresh tears streamed down his face. "What's going to happen to you?"

"Forget about me," she whispered with a rasp. "My fate was already sealed the moment I chose to fight him."

"No... This can't be happening. I can't lose you!" The child cried out, his world crumbling around him.

She flashed the child a beautiful smile, one that might be the last he would ever see. Her love and sorrow were hidden beneath the curve of her lips.

"Go," she gasped, her voice barely audible. "Go now... Please," she shouted.

The boy, with a heavy heart full of sorrow and rage, stood frozen for a moment before he whispered, "I'm sorry... I was too weak," his hands shook violently as he grabbed the Yonzol and immediately absconded the scene.

A moment later, a mysterious figure appeared-a tall, imposing man, his body adorned with black wings and twisted devilish horns. He stepped forward, a cruel smile twisting his lips.

"Look at you," he mocked, his voice dripping with disdain. "Once, you dominated the realms with ease. Now, here you are, groveling at my feet." His words were laced on the woman with a sardonic bitterness.

He chuckled darkly, his eyes burning with ire. "Hahaha... how satisfying this is."

Crouching low, he grabbed her by the hair, yanking her head back so she had no choice but to meet his gaze.

"My sweet little Asina," he purred mockingly, his tone dripping with malice. "Now, tell me where the Yonzol is... Hmm?"

Asina remained silent, her gaze empty and unyielding. The man's grip tightened, forcing her to wince in pain as he leaned closer.

"Tell me the location," he threatened, "and I might spare your life."

"Go to hell," Asina said with a voice hoarse yet defiant.

With an exasperated sneer, the man's eyes narrowed, and he clenched his fist even tighter. His powers flared as he spoke a dark incantation. "You should be grateful," he said with a proud tone.

Those were the last words she heard before everything went black. As her body was torn apart in a whirlwind of cruel magic.

Prologue: Beginning Of The End?