Scene 1: The Spar
The underground facility is dimly lit. Echoes of clashing metal echo off stone walls. Maiku and Matthew circle each other, blades drawn, fire crackling around them.
Matthew (Grinning): "You're faster than last week."
Maiku (Focused): "I'm not here to impress. I'm here to win."
They clash—brute force against refined technique. Matthew breathes a short burst of blue flame, but Maiku weaves under it and slams a fist into his gut, staggering the dragon.
Matthew recovers and sends a clawed kick that knocks Maiku back into a wall.
The air stills. Both are bruised, bleeding, panting.
Madam Reen (Watching from the shadows): "Enough. It's a draw."
Jakku walks in, watching silently.
Jakku (Approving): "You're starting to look like a weapon."
Maiku (Breathing hard): "I'm not a weapon… not yet."
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Scene 2: Antidote Achieved
In the lab, green venom and glowing blue Ether swirl together in a glass cylinder.
Madam Reen adjusts the balance, drops in a spark of crystal essence.
The mixture flashes white.
Maiku (Eyes wide): "It stabilized."
Madam Reen: "It's not just a cure. It's protection. Injected before battle… it might buy time against the rot."
She stares at Maiku with new respect.
Madam Reen (Softly): "Your master would've lived if we had this."
Maiku says nothing. Just nods and pockets two vials.
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Scene 3: Feeder Swarm
In the eastern ruins of a collapsed tower, Jakku and Gift kneel behind broken stone.
Jakku (Whispering): "There. Below the ridge. Dozens of them."
Gift (Squinting): "Low-ranks. But something's wrong."
Below, blackened Ether Crystals pulse as Feeders gather. Twisted, malformed, barely recognizable—like husks with hunger.
Jakku gives a silent signal.
They leap from the ridge.
Gift's daggers slice throats like threads.
Jakku's blade spins through torsos.
But the Feeders keep coming.
Dozens turn into hundreds.
Jakku (Gritting teeth): "It's a swarm."
Gift (Shouting): "Fall back!"
They fight their way into an alley—only to feel it.
The wind dies.
The sky darkens.
The air thickens like oil.
Then he steps forward.
Momonato Rethabiri Kanō.
7 feet tall, draped in regal black armor. His face is hidden behind a veil of shifting symbols. His voice is smooth—yet menacing.
Momonato (Smiling): "You've done well to crawl this far."
Jakku (Tightening grip): "You're real…"
Gift (Eyes wide): "No… you're wrong. He's stronger than the rumors."
Momonato raises one hand and a staff appears.
Jakku rushes forward his blade in hand. However in the blink of an eye, something happens.
SHINK!!!
Jakku's rib is cut and the venom begins to spread.
Jakku (shouting) : "Gift RUN!!!"
Gift (determined) : "I'm not leaving you!!"
Gift hurls three daggers yet Momonato weaves through them and puts Gift in his mouth.
Some of the venom hits Gift however it isn't in a high dose but still at the end of the day– A dose or venom is a dose of venom
Jakku leaps in while injured and cuts off one of his tounges from the supposed two mouths
Jakku (Thinking to himself) : "By two mouths they meant two tongues I see."
While in mid-air Jakku coughs up blood as his cells begin to slowly die
Momonato (Calmly): "You think your strength will stop me? You don't understand purpose."
Gift lunges—his Ether surging, eyes bloodshot. He manages one slash across Momonato's chest—barely cutting the armor.
Momonato (Softly): "Cute."
He backhands Gift through two walls.
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Scene 4: Narrow Escape
A roar. Blue flame spirals in from above.
Matthew crashes into the scene, wings wide, teeth bared. He grabs Jakku's injured and bloody body and Gift's worn out form. They vanish in a gust of wind and fire.
Momonato lets them flee.
Momonato (Quietly): "Run. Gather your hope. I want it full... before I burn it."
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Scene 5: Recovery and Resolve
Back at the base, Madam Reen injects the antidote into Jakku and Gift. The rot is slowed and cured. Barely.
Gift (Eyes fluttering): "He's not a warlord. He's a god."
Maiku watches them both. His hands shake.
Matthew (Quietly): "He would've killed all of us. If he wanted too."
Maiku (Clenching fists): "Then we train harder. We finish the cure. We find the second brain."
Jakku (Groaning): "And next time… we kill him first."
To Be Continued…
Narrator:
The winds of fate grow crueler… and the fire of resistance burns hotter.
Chapter 6, Breakthrough and Bloodshed, is a storm of violence, revelation, and resolve. The calm before the chaos is short-lived, as the forge of battle tempers the young warrior Maiku. His spar with Matthew is more than a duel—it's a mirror. A test. A foreshadowing of the brutality yet to come. The boy is becoming the blade.
And then—science meets soul. Madam Reen's antidote isn't just a chemical breakthrough. It's the resurrection of hope. One that comes too late to save the past… but just in time to protect the future. A future written in blood and venom.
But the enemy… evolves faster than hope can grow.
In the crumbled ruins of the east, Jakku and Gift discover a nightmare swelling in numbers. What began as scouting spirals into survival, as the swarm descends—and with it, the truth behind the terror.
Momonato Rethabiri Kanō. No longer myth. No longer whisper. He steps from the smoke as nightmare made flesh. Regal, inhuman, and cruelly calm. His power is not explosive—it is surgical. Precise. Inevitable.
He is not here to conquer. He is here to cleanse.
Jakku and Gift's desperate resistance is valiant, but futile. Their pain is a message. Their near-death escape, a gift from fate—or perhaps from Momonato himself, who chooses to let them flee. Why?
Because some predators enjoy the hunt more than the kill.
And as Matthew burns a path to salvation, and the team clutches onto life by inches, a new understanding is born.
This is not a war.
This is an extermination.
And unless the resistance learns fast, bleeds hard, and cuts deeper…
They will become memories.
To be continued…