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Hey guys, you can call me Blackthorn. I'm 19 years old dyslexic so sorry for any grammical error. I love manga and novels about martial arts cultivation and although my materials isn't related I hope to express a smiliar fantasy world all can escape to and be free. My skills are not amazing but after reading so many things on here it's inspired me to write my own. I hope your all happy with this novel. This is the first time Ive decided to post my own material but with a stroke of luck this material will apear to be more popular then I anticipate.

I hope your all have a great experience reading this farewell and I hope to post more soon.

If anyone has any points about my material "both positive and negative accepted" then add me on instagram (BlackThorn192) while you're at it have a look at all the photos I've edited and give me an opinion.

Now if anyone wants to join me in writing the rest of this or designing photos that would be great, my skills are not with writing or design but I have very inspirational ideas that I wish to share with you all.

The beginning

Around 3000 years ago, there lived a magnificent beast, soaring the skies at a staggering size of 35 feet. His dark, florescent blue scales glistened as he moved his huge hulk up and down with every frustrating breath. His eyes; with one piercing blue, the other a blazing red he gives an intimidating glare which is heart stopping for even the bravest of warriors. Cavernous nostrils flared as delicate wisps of smoke become a thick, grey smog.  In turn, a vast row of blood stained teeth are revealed to remind you of his previous accomplishments. It is said that everyone is left paracletic after meeting him, and only the true ruler may confront him.

In a secluded cabin situated on Mount Fuji lives a 14 year old boy and a 92 year old man. The young boy is digging around in an old chest where he finds a book that captures his eye. Covered in a thick layer of dust he carefully lifts it from it's place, blowing a cloud of dirt into the air around him. He splutters and coughs whilst swatting the air.

As the dust settles an antique book appears, a washed out black hard back with a binding of thick yellow tinted pages. Another blow is given by the boy to remove the remains of the dust, to reveal the word 'Yogen' in a bright gold font.

Over-joyed by his find, the boy runs across the room to join his pops next to the roaring fire.....

Up next the truth of the boys past is revealed how do you think he's going to take it?... Stay tuned and find out soon.

"Hey pops...look what i found!"

As the old man turns around to look at the boy, his heart begins to sink. "Where did you find that?", he snaps as he lunges towards the antique.

The boy takes a startled step back and quickly brings the book up to his face. "Pops, you’re.....you’re scaring me?"

After a moment, the old man snaps back into reality, "Oh, my boy, I am terribly sorry. I am not sure what came over me. Take a seat and allow me to tell you what this is all about."

The old man begins to read from the book "Around 3000 years ago, there lived a magnificent beast.......".

Just a couple of minutes later the boy jumps up pointing to a washed out picture, “Hey pops … what is that magnificent beast?”

“Now my boy, that is what you would call a dragon”. The old man’s voice begins to break giving a slight huskiness to each breath. 

"What if i want to find it?", the boy questions with curiosity gleaming in his eyes. With a face full of hope and excitement, a grin begins to tug across his lips.

“Well… not too far from where we stand today he can be located at the highest summit in Tokyo which is known as Mount Kumotori. It separates the Okutama Mountains and the Okuchichibu Mountains", the old man states proudly. 

"It is rumoured that on the nights of a full moon he can be found in the same spot, basking in the moonlight underneath a Sakura.

The boy gasps “Wow pops, that’s awesome. What is a Sakura? I’d love to see one”.

The old man chuckles to himself, “Of course my dear boy … This is a Cherry blossom tree" he explains whilst revealing a brightly coloured image from his photo album.  A beautiful sturdy oak is surrounded by an array of delicate pink flowers. The winter bloom is a lavish and spectacle but remarkable brief; which leaves a blanket of pastel pink surrounding your feet.  To look at the Stars filling the sky like beautiful lanterns of light, and a promise of life within darkness”.

The boy jumps out of his seat in agitation. “Woah! That sounds Mystical! I want to go see it right now”, he begins to giggle to himself, the smile still printed on his face. 

“Soon my boy. Soon your time will come”.

 Tears begin streaming down his face.“But why not now?”

“Listen carefully my boy," he says as he pulls out an aged handkerchief and carefully wipes the boy’s tears. “One day on a very special night, a night like no other, the fate of the entire world will be decided.”

“But...” the old man stops the boy before he could continue, the boy knows he must listen.

“On the day the sun shines brightest, a child will be born. With far more potential than anyone ever to rise before him. The boy will have sleek silver hair reflective of the gleaming moonlight . Piercing eyes, one blue and one red just like the beast. His soul is as pure as a diamond making it impossible to corrupt. That child’s name was destined to be Kamitsu.”

“Really?" His eyes widen with realisation." That's my name too! Awesome!” he yells.

“Kamitsu.” he said alarmingly.

“Yes, pop pops?” the boy has never seen him like this before.”

The old man hesitated for a moment before speaking out “Kamitsu, you.....you.... are……. Kamitsu, you are that child of this Prophecy."