This world is broken ....
a world where people fear awakening power.
Because once your Danchi awakens… it becomes a race against time.
Use it, and it kills you.
Don't use it… and it still kills you.
A blessing?
No… it's a curse.
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In a small kingdom bordering the powerful Farnet Empire, ruled by the strongest Danchi wielder in history, a scene of brutality unfolds in the heart of a village.
A bloodied teenage boy lay crumpled on the ground. Barely seventeen, his legs were shattered, his body soaked in a pool of his own blood. Around him stood a furious crowd , villagers clutching sticks and metal rods, stained red with fresh blood.
This boy… had killed twenty people.
Fifteen of them were children and teenagers. The other five, adults. To them, he was a monster , a psychopath and a killer.
"Please… don't kill me. I'm sorry… please… the pain…the pain... Please its...it's too much…"
The boy whimpered, tears and blood streaming down his face. His body trembled from the torment.
"You want to live?" one of the villagers spat. "Do you deserve it?"
It was a blonde teenager, about the same age, his eyes blazing with hatred. His weapon had the most blood.
"You murdered twenty people , twenty! You really are your father's son. He killed forty farmers with his forbidden Danchi… and now you've claimed twenty more lives. If we hadn't caught you, you'd have kept going, wouldn't you, Renzo?"
Silence.
Then, through bloodied lips, the boy laughed.
"Why not…? My only regret… is that I didn't kill you all."
Gasps filled the crowd.
"Renzo… is this your true face?" an older man asked, his voice heavy with disappointment. "We raised you when you were young. We fed you. Protected you. Despite what your father did…"
Renzo burst into hysterical laughter.
"HA! The funniest joke I've ever heard. You hypocrites raised me? You murdered my family!"
His voice cracked, full of rage and grief. The hatred in his eyes pierced through them.
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Flashback: Ten Years Ago
Back then, Renzo had a family. A father. A mother. Three sisters. One older brother.He didn't just have a family but he had a life.
Then… his father awakened a Danchi.
At first, it should've been a blessing. Power meant safety. Wealth. Respect.
Yes, Danchi kills its users , corrupts their minds and bodies until death but awakeners were rare. Less than 0.001% of humanity awakened. And in a world where monstrous Danchi Beasts ruled 99% of the land, Danchi users were humanity's only shield.
But the power came with a curse. Once awakened, you must use it , or else creatures known as Dankii will come for you.
And Renzo's father didn't just awaken any Danchi.
He awakened a forbidden Danchi.
Forbidden Danchi are born from extreme negative emotions ,hatred, rage, despair. And 70% of those who awaken them lose control immediately. The remaining 30%? Corruption hits them twice as fast.
In the middle of the fields, Renzo's father lost control… and slaughtered forty farmers.
The villagers, helpless and terrified, called for help. The news spread to the nearby town. Even the nearest city sent forces.
Renzo, just five years old, watched from the farmhouse window as soldiers descended from the sky like avengers of justice. He remembered the blinding lights… the explosions… and the deafening scream.
His father's scream.
He was obliterated on the spot. No remains. No grave.
That night, his siblings comforted him to sleep, crying silently.He never truly understood the look of lost and pain they gave him before leaving him that night
But when Renzo woke up the next morning, he understood it clearly...
He was alone.
The villagers had killed his entire family , afraid one of them might awaken another forbidden Danchi.
He was spared only because of his age.
But to ensure he'd never awaken, they broke all his Dan points , the energy pathways through which Danchi flows.
They didn't just kill his family.
They destroyed his future.
Imagine growing up surrounded by the people who murdered your family because your father murdered their fathers and grandparents , those who spat on your existence daily , who branded you a curse from birth.
Renzo had enough.
They took everything from him.
So he made a vow:
He would take everything back.
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"Didn't your father deserve it?" someone shouted from the crowd.
"Oh, sure," Renzo replied bitterly. "But did my whole family deserve it too?"
"They did!" screamed the blonde teen. "We couldn't take chances! You should be dead too! I can't believe a freak like you killed my brother!"
"Don't you feel shame? Regret? Anything?" a young woman whispered.
Renzo paused.
"…Regret?"
Their eyes lit up. Was there still humanity in this monster?
"Yes… I regret…"
He raised his head slowly, a twisted grin on his face.
"…That I didn't kill every last one of you."
The crowd snapped. The beatings resumed metal and fists pounding into his flesh.The villagers used everything they could get hold of and even if they couldn't find one their body was enough to express their anger and hatred on him.
Then a voice shouted:
"Wait… stop! Let's burn him."
"What?! Isn't that too far?" someone asked.
"Too far? His family killed sixty villagers. He doesn't deserve to be buried in this world," the blonde spat.
The villagers dragged Renzo's broken body to a haystack drenched in blood . He was tossed atop the pile like trash.
They lit the fire.
The flames danced… crackled… roared.
Renzo didn't scream.
He laughed.
A creepy, inhuman laughter echoed from within the flames.
His voice had changed.
The crowd froze.
A chill swept through the air. Their excitement turned to unease. Something felt wrong.
"Don't worry," the blonde reassured. "He's gone now. Turned to ashes. It's over."
"Yeah… you're right…"
"I was scared for nothing…"
"…It's fine."
But they couldn't shake the growing dread…
And as Renzo's vision faded, he smiled in the fire.
"I swear… if I survive this… I'll burn this world… along with myself."
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