The Fallen Utopia

"Where am I " though the boy to himself as he saw some unusual structure falling apart and collapsing to the ground making cracks in a weird looking black road with white lines. The sky was black with read cracks and a sinister laugh was heard all across that place that over shadowed the cry's of help and sorrow of people crying after the loss of there loved ones. Out of nowhere a boy heard a voice:" RUN ***** !!!!!!!!!" He was lost and said : "WHAT!?!?! What did you call me???"

Out of nowhere a menacing man stood before him and swinged his sword toward him, he screamed out of fear of death , but right before he sliced him open…

He woke up next to the campfire in a sleeping bag made out of sheep's wool. He got up and checked around. The night sky had a lot of beautiful stars and the smell of sea field his nose. He wondered what was that dream about when an old man came behind him and asked him " You had that dream again didn't you Shitsu?". " Yes I did" he said as the old man got to cooking the fish on the campfire.

" I see…" the old man said. " Why do I get the feeling you know what this dream is about?"

said Shitsu, as he washed his face with water. The old man replied " I might know or not, can't really tell. Or maybe just waiting for the right time for it." At that moment Shitsu knew that the old man knew what that dream was about but he decided not to pressure the old man to tell him about it after all he saved and took him in when he found him in the woods out cold." You should get some sleep Shitsu" said old man " I can keep guard, you are young and need to grow.". Shitsu was hesitant to do so but agreed. He laid in his sleeping bag and thought to himself " old man rly is great, Il definitely repay him some day."

As he was falling back asleep he remembered how the old man found him in the woods and took him in as a small kid. He didn't have any memory or name, and the old man decided to name him Shitsu or shorter for Shitsuno, since it represents a kinde heart in his language. He did found it funny that there is no record of the language the old man speaks off but he didn't question him. The old man then also thought him swordsman ship with a weird looking sword he referred as Katana. It was different the the swords that the military used but he liked it since it was lighter and more agile then those swords.

As he fell asleep he hired a charming voice saying " I am sorry for what I have done, but it was the only way to resolve this matter." Shitsu looked around as he was in a white room and didn't see anyone around him. "Show yourself " he screamed but the mysterious figure never showed himself, instead it replayed " I am sorry, but I can't comply to your wishes at the moment. But don't worry I will show myself to you one day I promise, and I will explain everything to you." Shitsu was lost but decided to accept what was happening " Its just a dream anyway so no problem, I won't even remember this when I wake up so yes guess Il never know.". The mysterious figure replied " I am sorry but this is not a dream believe it or not, and again I'm sorry" as his voice was vanishing into the void. As the voice was completely gone the floor cracked and Shitsu fell down into the void. As he was falling he realizes that this is not a dream, he could feel the wind on his face, he felt his blood flowing trough his veins and a weird feeling overcame him. After a second of falling he saw it again… the city that looked like it came from the future in ruins, he kept on falling he realizes he stopped, the feeling of falling didn't stop but he was not getting closer to the ground. And out of nowhere he felt an immense pressure, that pressure was no ordinary pressure that he knew in for of stress or in high hopes of expectations. No he felt it down to his weary soul. Out of nowhere the city was gone and flames that were burning as hot as the sun appeared in front of him, behind those flames there were thousands upon thousands pares of eyes, that were glowing red steering him down to his very soul. Voices started calling him but every time they said him name it was blurred out. The flames engulfed him and this pairs of eyes grew hands that pulled him, but something was off, insted of being scared he felt powerful, safe and warm like the hands weren't there to hurt him but protect him.

As the day rolled up Shitsu woke up and the old man gave him his wooden sword. Shitsu looked disappointed that he will have to train so early in the morning but his master told him " Its never to early for anything boy, in life nothing waits for no one, not in life or death…" Shitsu was used to the fact that the old man once again knew what he was exactly thinking of without saying a single word.

As they were sparing the old man got mad over and over again at the fact that Shitsu was wilding his weapon with one hand. Shitsu told him that he just can't help himself saying " You do it as well old man, stop giving me a hard time because of it, you have one arm and you fight better then anyone in the country." At that moment the old man smacked him on his head yelling at him

" YOU KNOW GOD DAMN WELL THAT I USE ONE ARM CAUSE I ONLY HAVE ONE YOU PUNK!!!!" . Yes old man had one hand, but Shitsu never got the answer why, since the old man told him he doesn't need to know, but that it brought shame and dishonor to his blood line. Even so the old man was unstoppable even with that disadvantage. He thought him that the swords true strength comes when he holds it with both hands. He also said that to surpass the normal strength he needs to find the true form and meaning of his soul, and when he does he will experience immense power. " Come on grams, why don't you just drop dead already!?" said Shitsu being tired of always being corrected in that one specific action he does. Old man looked at him and answered " O yes don't worry my time is near, but first I have to take care of two things, after that I can die in peace and your wish will come true Shitsu.". " You old sack of bones just wants me to feel bad now don't you, you old fart!!!". After this weird talk they both started laughing. " Hey Shitsu, tomorrow we will go on the move again I have some business in that city." said the old man." O ye, where are we going???" asked Shitsu. "We are going to Athens.". The second old man mentioned Shitsu his eyes lit up like a bonfire, Athens were the largest growing city, a city of military might rivaled only by Spartans, Ephesus and Uruks. " We head on to there early in the morning so I advice you start to pack your things up now." As he said that Shits was already at the camp packing there stuff all excited for the next adventure.