TeenSk398

Three brothers, each striving for their own dreams and goals, set out on a journey that will test the strength of their bond. They become Knights, the first step on a path that will lead them to new challenges, unfamiliar faces, and difficult decisions. Along the way, they will meet others, face obstacles, lose some, and even get lost themselves. Their individual strengths are put to the test, each determined to reach their goals. But life is never that simple—abandonment and deceit lurk around every corner. Hidden motives and dark pasts resurface, threatening to tear them apart. Yet, despite it all, they continue to press forward, fueled by their dreams. In the face of betrayal and uncertainty, will their bond persist, or will they be defeated? Comrades are made, friendships are forged, and plans begin to take shape as they move forward. This is a journey of laughs, love, friendship, dark truths, and brotherhood. This is the Journey to Knights Fall.

Knights Fall

After handling the raging bulls in the sunlit fields, we returned to base, exhausted but eager to unwind. We gathered around a worn wooden table, playing cards Taka had bought earlier. I glanced at Yushiro across from me—his face calm and unreadable, like a still lake hiding its depths.

He held five cards with a confidence that bordered on arrogance.

Beside me, Taka's emerald eyes flicked between me and Yushiro, barely concealing a mischievous grin. I studied my hand: two pairs and one odd card out.

It's either me or Taka who's winning. One of us is bluffing—but Yushiro... I don't trust him.

I narrowed my eyes at him, my gaze sharp like a predator sizing up its prey. He merely smirked.

We revealed our hands. Taka had a full house with threes and fours. Yushiro? Four fives and an ace.

"Seriously?!" I groaned as Yushiro's smug grin widened.

The game, Five Cards, was simple: keep five cards, discard and replace as needed. To win, you need one pair and one set of three.

Nine games in, and I'd lost them all.

"Relax, Kenji. It's just a game," Taka chuckled.

"Yes, dear brother, you lost. Now pay up," Yushiro teased, holding out his hand.

I scowled, handing over my prized cut of meat from Truth's hunt. As they dug in, Truth chuckled softly while Marko, intrigued, watched the whole game silently.

"Sure," Taka replied. "Ready to take us on?"

"2 versus 3 sounds fair." Marko gestured for Truth to join him.

Yushiro's eyes sparkled with mischief. Poor guys, I thought.

"What's on the line?" Yushiro asked, shuffling the deck with practiced ease.

"What do you want?" a cold, feminine voice interrupted, sending chills down my spine. A predator's gaze pinned me in place. Instinctively, my hand moved to my sword.

"Breathe, Kenji," Blade whispered. Her sharp, cat-like eyes locked onto Yushiro's playful grin. Taka's hand tensed on his katana, only to be halted by Marko.

"What do I want?" Yushiro mused. "The real question is—what do you offer?"

Blade's eyes narrowed. "How did you get it?"

"Get what?" Yushiro feigned innocence.

"Don't play dumb. What do you want?" Her voice was low, cold, and serious.

I shot Yushiro a glare. What the hell did this snow bastard do now?

"I want information," Yushiro said casually. "Something you know."

Blade sat down, her gaze never wavering. "Fine. But swear to return what you took."

"Words. Not a nod," Blade demanded.

Raising a hand, Yushiro swore, "I, Yushiro, swear to return what I've taken—"

Blade exhaled in relief, but Yushiro's grin widened.

"—if Blade Cateye beats me in a game of cards."

Blade slammed her palm onto the table. A wave of energy, thick with rage, filled the room. Yushiro's grin only grew.

My chest tightened, my breath shallow.

Damn... this must be Blade's power.

Kenji (2)