“How… how did this happen?”

Ken questioned him self as he grieved heavily over the loss of his parents.

“It should not have turned out like this”

...“He was right, it should not have turned out this way, let’s go back a bit” ...

...10 hours earlier ...

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Silence filled the room as ken stared at his father the head of the “li clan” loose his life to the most deadliest poison on the continent.

His mind was clouded in despair but he could still hear the whispering voices of those around him.

Even though he was only 14 years of age, he was still the prestigious genius of the clan.

He quietly listened to the whispering conversations between the maids and other attendants in the room at the current moment.

“How could the master get poisoned?” A feminine voice whispered.

“That was the same question i asked myself, this must be the work of the kuda clan” whispered another voice in reply.

Hearing this, ken slightly began to look around for anyone who would look suspicious.

“What that person said makes sense, it really could have been the doing of the kuda clan, but how did they pull it off?” Ken thought to himself.

He had personal connections with the securities who watch over the gate, so he was certain they didn’t let anyone in without the permission of his father who was the head of the clan and he also knew it wasn’t possible for anyone to sneak in since his father would immediately sense the person’s presence.

He then came to a conclusion that the only people who could have pulled it off successfully where the maids who served food in the house or the chef who made them. Only they could have poisoned the food putting his father in his current situation.

While thinking about ways to interrogate the maids and chef, his father let out a loud cough that made blood pour out of his mouth and splashed on the floor like spilled milk.

Immediately, Ken ran towards his father.

“Dad!! Dad!!, are you ok?” He screamed in fear.

It still was an unbelievable scene for him, he never thought he would see the day his father would be laying on a bed looking so weak and vulnerable like a chicken waiting for its death.

His father had always been a role model to him, he had always looked up to his father which made this current situation a bit harder for him to believe.

“Dad you won’t die right?” He asked his father.

His father looked at him and forced a smile while blue veiny lines went up from his abdomen to his head.

“Ken” His father called out his name with a feint voice.

“Yes dad?” He answered

“You have to work hard for the clan members, you are the one fit for the position of the clan head” his father said while struggling to breath.

Ken noticed this and pleaded that his father stopped talking.

“Dad please stop talking, you can hardly breath. You can tell me all this later” he said to his father as tears rolled down his eyes.

His father refused to listen as he prepared to say another word.

He pulled ken closer and whispered into his ears.

“Go… to the clan’s treasury…, you will come… across a sword…” his father suddenly stopped talking.

“Dad?!! Dad?!!, wake up!!” He shouted as he pulled his father’s shirt to hug him.

But before he could make the body contact, his mother pulled him away believing he might be affected by the poison.

“Dad… dad…” he cried like a little baby at the hands of his mother.

And just like that wasn’t enough, Boom, a loud bang was heard from the clan’s entrance.

“Intruders!!!, it’s the kuda clan!!!” Shouted someone from outside the building.

Immediately, his mother picked him up and dashed out of the building through the back door.

“Where is your sister?” She asked ken.

He was still sad about his father’s death but he could understand the situation.

“She’s at the training center” he replied.

She looked at him and realized he had regained his senses, then she dropped him.

“Go to the hall and get me my sword, I’ll go get your sister” she said to him in a hurried way.

He agreed immediately and ran in the opposite direction.

On his way to the hall he immediately remembered the sword his father mentioned before he died.

And as soon as he picked up his mother’s sword from the hall, he headed towards the the family’s treasury and came across the treasury door which was 15 fts tall and 9 fts wide.

On an attempt to try and open it he touched the door and went trough it completely, to his surprise the treasury looked completely unreal and unimaginable. Like the lost treasure of a lost ancient civilization, its walls looked like they were made out of gold bars, as candles with flames formed an extravagant and luxurious chandelier above his head.

The roof was at least twenty ft tall and the treasury room was as big as 2 acres of land, the top of the room add tiny crystals all around it which made the flare from the candles reflect on it, making it look like the stars on a peaceful evening.

He was completely astonished at the sight before him, he couldn’t believe how beautiful and elegant it was in the treasury room.

He looked around for a bit and he noticed a little corner where the light couldn’t reach.

He went to check it out and to his surprise, he saw a sword with crimson red sheath he picked it out and tried to open it but couldn’t. He tried harder for a few minutes but still couldn’t open it, he wanted to drop it but he had a strange feeling like he was connected to this sword so he decided to pick it out.

He took another sword with a white sheath and made his way out of the treasury.

Only to be met by a gruesome and gory scene.

He crashed down on his knees, as he couldn’t stand the scene before him.

“Mom?” He called for his mother with a gentle tone.

The attackers had torn his mother’s cloths and dragged her to the entrance of the treasury. Her face swollen and covered with stains of blood.

Ken was completely lost of words at how much they destroyed his mother’s beautiful face.

Not giving him enough time to gather his emotions, as if they were trying to make a joke out of him. One of the attacker smacked his mother’s head.

“Open this entrance now!!” The attacker shouted.

At the sight of this ken was enraged.

“Mom!!, how dare you touch my mother?!!!” He shouted and sprung up while picking up the sword with a white sheath and dashed towards the attacker who smacked his mother and went in for an attack.

Ten ft from the attacker he leaped lightly into the air and pulled out the sword in his hands, the attacker noticed this and responded with an attempt to block the attack.

Ken realized this and pulled the sword back a bit when it was about to land a hit he stabbed the sheath on the ground beside the attacker using it as a pole that helped him make a complete 180 degree turn, putting him right behind the attacker where he immediately struck him from the back without hesitation.

Seeing this, the others where completely shocked and dump founded.

They knew the prodigy of the li clan was strong but they didn’t expect it to be up to this level. The leader of the attack squad realized Ken’s strength and became more cautious, he sent out two more of his comrades to both attack Ken at once.

In notice of this, ken grabbed his mother by her arm pulling her back and immediately returned his focus on the 2 attackers who where coming for his life.

He noticed the first one approaching him with a horizontal slash while the other followed behind with a vertical slash.

He leaned his upper body forward a bit and just right before the attack from the sword got to him, he bent down and took a knee making the sword completely go over his head.

In the split second before the first attacker could respond, Ken sliced off his legs and dashed forward a bit towards the second attacker.

With his left hand he held the sheath of the his sword in 3 fingers leaving out his pinky, then used the sheath to block the sword attack by softly absorbing the attack power making him successfully change the trajectory of the sword from vertical to horizontal and away from him.

In light of this the attacker tried to recover, but it was already too late as Ken already took the initiative to attack making an upward diagonal slash killing the attacker instantly.

“What kind of movement is that?, how can a kid make movements like that?” One of the attackers said in shock.

It was an unbelievable scene for them to behold, a kid who was 14 years of age had just slayed 3 of there member like insects.

Ken glared at the attackers with resentment as he gripped his sword tightly. He let out 3 three heavy breaths, it was the first time he’s killed a human being like him.

Quickly he forced himself to maintain his posture and breathing so as to not alert the attackers but it was already to late.

The leader of the attack squad already noticed the slight change in his breathing. Using that opportunity he immediately dashed at ken without unsheathing his sword.

As the realization of this dawned on ken, he mounted a defense stance in other to block the coming attack.

He already played out the scenario in his head on how he would kill the leader and he was completely confident in the movement he was about to make.

The only mistake he made was forgetting that his opponent could also think for themselfs.

The leader got closer to him and raised his sheathed sword up like he was about to smack Ken with it from above.

In response to this, Ken dashed forward in an attempt to stab the leader in the throat before he could swing down his sheathed sword.

It was a gamble but he was confident. Too confident.

With victory within his grasp, his sword's blade poised to deliver the final blow on the leader but he suddenly vanished into thin air, leaving Ken to stumble forward, completely disoriented.

Just as he regained his footing, a searing pain erupted at the back of his skull, a bewildering agony that sent his body hurtling towards the ground, completely unresponsive to his mental commands.

"What's happening?" he thought to himself with panic rising in his chest as his body continued to descend towards the ground.

When his body hit the ground, everything began to go dark. He could only hear his mother screaming his name.

“Ken!!! Ken!!… Ken!…”

“Huh?, why does it sound like she’s getting farther away from me?” He thought to himself as he lost consciousness.

Suddenly, a hit to his head made him become conscious again.

He noticed the foot of someone walking away from him as he sat on the ground with his back resting against a wall.

“Huh?, what’s going on?, Why can’t I move?” He thought to himself as he began to panic. He had been paralyzed by a poison.

He rolled his eyes upward as he looked at the gruesome scene directly in front of him.

The leader picked up Ken’s sister from around the corner where she was, already unconscious. Ken tried to scream out but he couldn’t control any part of his body.

“I’m leaving, take care of the rest and meet up with me at the clan.” The leader of the attackers said to his squad members as he left.

“Yes boss, hehe” they replied with sinister smiles on their faces.

As Ken watched, one of the attackers pulled his mother by her hair. Slowly and gently, he ran a sword through her core rendering her a cripple unable to cultivate ever again.

In sight of this, Ken completely broke down as his mind plunged into rage. He was utterly heartbroken and disappointed in his inability to protect his family.

And as if that wasn’t enough, the attackers looks at each other with sinister smiles covering there faces as they began to rip off his mother’s cloth violently in an attempt to rape her.

She had been stabbed in the core making her completely paralyzed and unable to move, there was no way for her to resist.

This enraged Ken even more, as he began to bleed through this eyes in an attempt to free himself from the paralysis poison.

Then suddenly, he heard a voice.

“Do you truly resent them?, Do you want to get your revenge on the world for putting your family in such a pitiful state?” The voice asked him.

At the moment he had no time to be confused as his mind was completely drowned in rage.

“Pick me up, pick me up and kill them all!!!!” The voice said again.

He looked forward and noticed the red sword he picked up from the treasury started to glow, making a deep red color and it was directly at his foot. His raged mind yearned for the sword has he used every single strength left in him to move his body.

Slowly but successfully he grabbed the sword, at that moment his eyes were covered in blood.

Blood dripped down from his nose, mouth and ears but the attackers didn’t notice he could now move back, they were too focused on his mother.

The last garment in the way, her underwear was ripped off and as they were about to begin to ravage her.

Ken pulled out the sword and took a step forward and immediately, two head flew off their owner’s necks.

The other two attackers were completely shocked and went into a state of panic, but before they could make any movement to escape, their head flew off there necks.

“Yes!!! I’ve missed this, the taste of blood!!, I’m not satisfied but this would do for now” The voice from the sword said.

Then suddenly, Ken regained his sanity.

“Huh?, what happened?, who killed this people?…” Ken thought to himself as he collapsed to the ground loosing his consciousness yet again.