Fushiro

Elian was one of the most powerful warriors of his time. His best friend, who had been through so much with him, became his brother in spirit and an ally in battle. But one day their paths diverged. Elian became too dangerous — not only for the world, but for himself. In a battle where they faced each other, his friend, realizing that Elian could destroy everything around him, made a decision: to seal him in a barrier created specifically for him.

This barrier was not just a prison, but a space where time did not exist. Elian was locked in a void where he neither aged nor lived. His mind changed, and his body became something else. He communicated with shadows and entities within the barrier that altered him. He was neither human nor something entirely foreign.

One day, the barrier shattered. The reasons behind this remained a mystery. Perhaps Elian had grown stronger than the barrier, or perhaps someone from the outside deliberately destroyed it. The world he knew had changed. He found himself in a place where no one remembered him. But his enemies — those who had sealed him — were still alive, and they were beginning their hunt.

Elian was no longer sure that his release had been a blessing. He could not forget his friend, who had become his enemy. His goal was to find the one who had sealed him, to understand why it had happened and what lay behind that decision. But with every passing moment, he realized that his power and his transformations were unsettling him. He was no longer human, and his path now might lead to the destruction of everything.

Elian — a prisoner who had become something else — and his return marked the beginning of a new era. Sometimes, It seems that Elian is not from this world.

Beyond the Barrier

After his words, silence fell. A moment — and the five Guardians vanished from their place, reappearing in front of Elian with terrifying speed. Their blows were aimed at his head, almost in sync, but Elian already knew their move.

Three dark hands burst from his body, and along with his own, five powerful grips seized the Guardians' wrists, hurling them back with a single pull.

— Did you seriously think you could take me? — Elian smirked.

Silence was the answer. The Guardians said nothing but charged again. Elian fended them off without even drawing his blade. He could feel it: among them was one — perhaps even stronger than him. But he had something they didn't — experience.

— You're strong, one of the Guardians said. — It won't be easy to bring you in.

— What did you expect, you talentless fool with no place in this world? — Elian snapped, and in the same moment, unleashed his aura.

The explosion of energy threw all five away. The ground cracked, the air roared. But… no blood, no scratches. They rose as if nothing had happened.

— This'll be fun.

In an instant, he teleported to the female Guardian and pierced her stomach with his blade. Yet even then — no blood, no pain. She simply stared at him silently.

Elian leapt back:

— What the hell are you? Robots?

— We were created by our Master, a voice replied. — We are not alive. We are the Void. We fulfill His will.

— Who the hell is He?! — Elian roared.

— We told you… one of them answered. — Soon, you will know.

Their aura flared. Light, embodied in victory, enveloped the clearing. But Elian, unfazed, responded with his own aura — oppressive, ominous, stirring fear even in those who had never known him. Their energies collided, birthing an explosion of light and darkness.

One of the Guardians appeared behind him. Elian turned instantly, but at that moment a second one emerged from the side. Then a third — completing a triangle.

— Distortion of Light, they said in unison.

A beam descended from the sky — pure, blinding. Elian screamed in pain, his body beginning to dissolve in the light, but he roared through the agony:

— You… have signed… your death sentence!

In the distance, barely audible, came someone's muffled laughter.