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The Battle Of Halitheyyya

Halitheyyya was where I trained to become a soldier of the Unity Empire — and on one fateful day, with rifle in hand, ready to shoot upon a set of targets on the firing range; my buddy at my side turned to speak…

BLAM!

My face was covered in a warm substance, my eyes closed out of reflex. I knew what it was yet I sent a hand across my face and opened my eyes.

‘Blood’, I thought.

On the ground lied my buddy, his head strewn by, what I had glimpsed, a green beam. Smoke wisped from the area of impact, it had been blown to bits and the man’s blood soaked into the sun-lit snow. I ran for cover whilst other soldiers in the vicinity did the same, whereas others legged it to the main base. Unfortunately, a select few were shot. Alarms rang, sirens howled and the commanding officers all began to bellow orders. I edged my head round the corner to glare at wherever this sniper was. No sniper stood in sight, only snow and rocky outcrops…and fighters. A swarm of them soared down and fired a barrage of plasma upon us and the base. The AA guns became the first defense to fall. Explosions filled the air and shook the ground. Then, from the last wave of fighters, my eyes lifted and fixed onto a singular object. A massive starship came and broke through Halitheyyya’s atmosphere. A kind of vessel I had never seen before, no one had at that time. More fighters spawned out from that thing, so many waves.

The First Kenjiin

“A blade is only a piece of metal, harmless, when in no ones hands. As with any other weapon. On there own…they are nothing. But when wielded by a force, it has the potential to be many things”, says Kenjiin.

“Like what Master?”

“A sharp knife that cuts to the truth, a tool that can wreak destruction, an instrument for diplomacy, instills fear and salvation…it becomes dangerous! Which is why it is no toy, understand?”

The master held the blade in his hands, it was sheathed in its scabbard. His student looked upon it with eager eyes, a mere child, who only saw it as a new toy instead of a weapon, despite his master’s explanation. The man laid it down upon a flat rock. Then they sat.

“Meditate with me”

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