The journey through the city's underbelly was silent, save for the steady rhythm of Ash's footsteps following Kaito's lead. The neon glow of the corporate skyline faded behind them as they ventured deeper into the forgotten ruins of old districts—places untouched by the Keiretsu's iron grip.
Ash could feel the weight of his choice settling in his chest. He had stepped into a world that existed beyond law and order, a world of shadows where strength was not just a means of survival—it was the only currency that mattered.
Kaito led him to a concealed entrance within the skeletal remains of an abandoned structure. The air was thick with dust, the remnants of a time long past clinging to the walls like faded memories. A series of precise knocks against a rusted metal door sent a whisper through the darkness.
The door creaked open.
Inside, the chamber was vast, a hidden stronghold carved beneath the city's ruins. Ash's eyes adjusted to the dim glow of paper lanterns casting flickering shadows on the stone walls. Hooded figures lined the perimeter, their presence imposing yet silent. The Kaisho—warriors bound by blood and tradition.
Kaito stepped forward. "The heir has returned."
Murmurs rippled through the chamber. Some voices carried reverence, others doubt. A tall, imposing figure emerged from the shadows, his presence suffocating in its intensity. His mask bore the sigil of the Kaisho, a relic of their hidden order.
"He is untested," the masked man stated, his voice edged with skepticism. "Bloodline alone is not enough. If he is to lead, he must prove himself."
Kaito nodded, unphased. "That is why he is here."
The masked man turned his gaze to Ash, scrutinizing him. "You stand at the threshold of your ancestors' path. To walk it, you must pass the Trial. You will not be given special treatment. You will face the same crucible as all who seek the Kaisho's trust."
Ash straightened, forcing himself to meet the man's gaze. "What is the trial?"
A flicker of approval passed through the man's stance before he gestured toward an archway leading deeper underground. "Survival. Combat. Resolve. Prove you are worthy to claim the Kaisho's loyalty, or be cast aside."
The crowd parted as Kaito motioned for Ash to follow. "Steel yourself. The next time you stand before them, it will be either in triumph… or not at all."
Ash took a steadying breath. There was no turning back now. With his hand resting on the hilt of his blade, he stepped forward into the unknown, ready to face whatever lay ahead.