Apostle calendar year 4053, Imperial castle, Empire of Sword.
The dim moonlight shines in the clear night sky, the sky had only a few clouds.
"Arman!!", a sweet yet tired female voice called out.
"Come Out baby boy", the voice continued.
"BOOOO!", shouted a 5 year old boy coming out from behind curtains "I got you momma", he said.
"Surely you did sweety", the mother said as she hugs him and ruffled his hair.
"Mom before you take my right to stay awake I would like to make a request", little Arman said with a sheepish grin.
"Your sure are throwing vocabulary baby", she said then continued "Well you read all day at the royal library, Come on ask away little devil".
"Tell me the story", he said jumping around like a hop stick.
"AGAIN?", she asked in an amused tone.
"YES!", he shouts in excitement.
"Okay! Okay!", she said and pulled hum onto her lap as she sat besides the window looking at the shining moon.
"Nearly 4000 years ago, On a dark night storm clouds went berserk and thunder roared as a baby took birth. His name was lost to history but, It is said that he became an undefeated man with power to conquer the entire world. He trained hard all day all night because he wanted revenge. An evil king killed his mother, he wanted to kill that king and make his mother's spirit go to peace.
He fulfilled his desire and killed that evil king but darkness took over him he spiralled into his negative-self and became evil. His cruel rule and undefeated strength gave him a name 'The Tyrant'. He built a kingdom so powerful that the entire world feared him, even the demi gods who were the absolute rulers and moderators of the mortal realms were scared of him.
Then one day the 'Apostle of The God' descended upon the human world with many 'Divine weapons'. They both engaged in a long battle spanning decades which destroyed kingdom of the 'Tyrant'. At the end they both killed each other and before dying cursed each other, finally making the reign of the Tyrant to an end."
"I wanna be just like the Apostle momma!", little Arman shouted and hit his head on the wall accidentally.
"OUCHH!", he shouted and bite his arm in order not to cry.
"There There it's okay sweetie", his mother said as she rubs the area he hit the wall.
"Mom, What happened to the divine weapons?", Arman asked and he climbed her shoulders.
"They fall onto different continents but no one could wield them.", she said with a smile and held him to support him on her shoulders.
"Are they still here?", he asked curiously.
"Yes but, only the Churches know their location as mages of past made dungeons with traps and challenges around the weapons.", she replied and tried to pull him up to give her shoulders a rest.
He pouted and shouted "Meow!".
"So that's why different continent worship different weapons according to the weapon that fell on their land", he exclaimed.
"Yes honey", she said sweetly.
"Arthur's kid is a sharp one aren't you, Arman!", a deep and devilish voice said.
"Your Majesty!", she said and knelt.
"Come on Lily!, I'm really hungry for you my slave", the king said and dragged her out of their room.
Arman clenched his fists as his mother was taken away. It has been like this as long as he can remember.
"Wanna train with the sword Arman?", a cold yet caring voice said from the shadows.
"Uncle Jacq!", little Arman said as he looked out of the window to see him.
Jacq was well built, clearly a fighter and the horizontal scar starting from his nose to his left ear, Obviously his left eye was patched as it was blind most likely by whatever the wound was that gave him that scar.
"Come on, Kid", he said to Arman.
"I will tell you a story of your father after that", he continued peaking kid Arman's enthusiasm.
"Coming! one eye uncle", Arman said as he grabbed his wooden katana.
Jacq took Arman to the castle's ground and jumped back to the other side of the field.
"Come at me boy", he said to Arman as he took out his own katana tough he didn't take out the real blade from its sheath.
Arman ran towards him and swung his wooden katana towards Jacq's right arm.
Jacq blocked the attack and kicked the kid far "You're improving kid", he called out.
Arman stood up and coughed then rushed back at Jacq which was blocked easily.
Then Jacq hit him again making him fly to the other side.
Arman's eyes get red and he groaned, his normal kind and curious eyes replaced with darkness.
His attacks became 100 times faster and 10 times more precise.
"Still unstable huh", Jacq remarked.
Then he knocked him out and say to himself "Arthur!, what's up with your kid. I'll keep his split personality a secret from the world".
"He's not yet ready to wield that!", Jacq said with a intense stare.