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The Lost

Falling.. falling away from paradise. It was hard to do. It was hard to let go. But eventually, humanity finally slipped. They finally left behind their home, to be welcomed by a new world. The home they left behind was Rukan.

No one knows why they left. And no one knows where they went to. But inevitably; all know, that humans left behind paradise, finding anything to satiate their uncontrollable greed. But satiation is not what they found. In their departure, the world itself cried at the loss of its children, promising itself to never house anyone again. And so it cut itself off, leaving only the children who loved the world they lived in, to eternally live in paradise.

But even those children, the ones faithful to Rukan, could not control the future generations. Eventually, every human had to die. Even in paradise, there was no escape from death. And eventually, every human left the world behind, not knowing the true meaning of paradise.

But these children were loved. Rukan loved them, as they, and their future generations, had grown on him. He blessed them with powers that the traitors would not have; the power to control the elements at will, and hold almost infinite possibilities. The families that gained these powers were called ''Archons.'' They held power over all others, and they were blessed with long life.

Originally, all Archons would live for hundreds of years. But their corruption, and their loss of faith in Rukan led them to a lower existence, almost that on the terms of the Lost, the ones who left Rukan behind.

However, the Archons and the Lost, although their superiority and inferiority, and their religious differences, eventually all came to peace, only holding one thing from each other: companionship. The Archons could not bear child with a Lost one. They could not be an equal to a Lost one. They were always superior, and they were always on the lookout. If an Archon would to bear a child with a Lost one, their child would be cast away from society, and seen as vermin. The mixture of the two races was called, ''Rukan's cursed.'' For, Rukan believed that the Archons should not desecrate his gift. If a Cursed one was born, they would not only take their mother with them, but would be bound to a life of thirty five years. However, during this time; they were as the Archons were. They could bear powers, and were superior to the Lost.

But many Cursed ones did not make it to thirty five. As humanity had always looked for something to look down upon, they viewed the Cursed ones as disgusting, worthless beings.

And as they were already frail, alone, and afraid, many Cursed ones ended their own lives. In fact, so much so, that there is a planet ONLY used as a graveyard for them. Rukan.

As the memories faded, and history was lost, people began to forget that Rukan was their home. They forgot that Rukan was the only heaven filling this barren wasteland, of the galaxy of Androricta. And they also forgot why the named ''cursed'' was placed on the children.

It is because when a Lost bears a cursed one, their life will end, on the full moon after their childs death. Inevitably killing all remains of the family bearing a Cursed one, ridding the universe of them.

And eventually, when the world was filled with an uncontrollable hatred, and the Cursed began to die left and right, the Lost were slowly pushed into an inevitable extinction.

That is where this story begins. And that is where this story will end.

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As a cursed, child of a Lost and an Archon, Mira Yokubo had always been an outcast in her life. Now a young adult, at the age of eighteen, she finally decided to escape her old life, and hide from all others, her status of a Cursed one. She moved to the small mercenary planet Reiala, to join the Ishinana mercenaries. But even here, searching for acceptance was futile. All of the regular mercenaries, the ones who used arms, were all cruel, arrogant Lost. And all of the elite ones, were all Archon supremacists.

But, she'd gone through this her whole life. She'd pushed through the hardships all alone, and nothing would change that now. Especially now that she wasn't alone.

When she finally got her first job, she was assigned to a young Archon, of only seventeen, Shane Venson, and his best friend, a Lost one, Ko Toni.

Through the days, they worked small jobs, and worked their way up the ladder, until finally, they were assigned a vital job to humanity: Save the Lost from destruction. Protect the Cursed.

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Authors notes: I start off with Mira, but that doesn't mean she's the main character, lol. You can guess who is. xD

I got Dyzzi's characters last name from her DnF account: Kotoni. I didn't know what else to put lol.

And Venson is shortened of my rl last name, Stevenson. I think Venson sounds better for a story. xD

Also, noone send me PMs or anything saying, ''I want to be a Lost!''

Or, ''I want to be a Cursed one!'' Or an Archon.

Your race depends on my choosing. This isn't the main fic, so it doesn't affect anyone if you happen to become a Lost, or an Archon, or a Cursed.

However, here are some extras on all three races:

Archons mainly use jutsu, named here, ''Kano.''

Lost use guns mostly, as their bodies are also weaker in physical strength than Archons. However, they are much quicker in speed. This was Rukan's way of mocking them, saying, ''all they're good for is running.''

And Cursed ones have the same abilities as the Archons, but many use guns to hide their nature. An Archon can tell the difference between an Archon kano and a Cursed kano.

I know this chapter was short. It's because it's an intro.

Selfish

Upon the return to Reiala, and confrontation about Moon village, Yuko's brilliant lies washed away all of their doubts, once again.

All but his.

In fact, he knew many times.. when he was being used, and abused, and when he was simply an instrument of destruction. But he so blindly followed... because, in the end...

Selflessness is an illusion. Even the greatest heroes strived to preserve themselves, the consequence of one another mattering little. In fact, inside of the hearts of so many great heroes was their true self: a tyrant.

This had never been an illusion to him. He had always known of the dark nature of humanity, and had always followed by the principal of surviving, no matter what the cost.

But... as of late, in meeting his friends, he began to question this. If every human was a dark, cold devil; then why has humanity survived? Do good figures arrive for prestige? Has an opportunity for destruction never arose? He couldn't answer these questions. And truly; no one ever could. The impossible question of the meaning of life, was nothing in comparison, of the truth of life.

But there was once a time, when humanity had been forced into destruction. There was a time when anger and hate were the only emotion one could bear...

In the old world, when the Lost first escaped the grasp of their master, they were indeed put through torture and punishment, to the verge of mentally breaking all who lived. But none was as bad as the torture unleashed upon the world in the dawn of Archon colonization, in 1941. Four thousand years had passed since then, and inevitably, history was lost, but one memory did remain.

The emotions lead by humans are not their own; but of their creator. Rukan controlled all emotions, and thus, controlled society. Whenever he decided it, he could unleash a darkness on the land, or even an unfathomable light. But one darkness had blackened over all of the rest, the darkness of the Jubi.

Ten tails to signify the ten dark truths of humanity, and yet, none to signify the light. Nothing to prove to humans that they weren't the devil themselves. So groups arised. Rukanists believing in aiding their own destruction, by killing all others. This was their illusion of justice; and they believed, that by doing so, they would be sent to a place where only light emerged, and the only darkness was from one-self.

Indeed, they did wish to return to Rukan.

But it was too late. The Jubi, controlling morale, willpower, and everything in between, ravaged through the nations, destroying everything in his path.

But as there is always groups that support tyranny, there is also always groups who oppose it.

Rikudo Sennin, a Cursed one bore from Archon Shiranui, and Lost one Dono, led one such group.

It was called the six paths, and it consisted of six Cursed ones.

At the time, many believed that this was simply one person, controlling all six. But in time, it was realized that it was six people. Six people who defeated the Jubi, and gained honor, and equality, even as Cursed ones. Rukan believed these six deserved something that so many others had taken for granted; Archon blood.

So as the six were laid to rest, their ancestors flourished, populating the planet of the Jubi's emergence, Lirilum.

But only three of the family lines had survived.

Venson, Yokubo, and Descot.

But they were never equals. They were never seen as Archons, for their family was, in the beginning, Cursed.

And eventually, as the memories faded away, it didn't even matter what they were. To vent hate, and anger, people had always needed a target. So eventually, their ancestors' will dwindled, and the three were left behind to a barren world, to be treated as scum.

But this was all in the past, now. Finally, the Yokubo line had also lost its Archon blood, and the only Descot and Venson remained.



Back at the outpost, after another long day, Shane finally decided to go to bed. He knew tomorrow was important, but he did not know why. Yuko was never very direct in assigning missions, as she always wanted to give a ''surprise.''

But, he could not sleep. Not with all that had happened this day. Millions dying... and for what reason? What had happened in Moon when they left? These questions persisted, all the way until early morning, the next day.

''...'' He breathed in deeply, and sighed, as he looked at the numbers on the clock, 6:32.

''Have I really not slept all this time? ...Whatever. I guess I have to go to talk to Yuko, for my mission..'' He muttered, while slipping on some casual clothes. However, he didn't even make it to his door before noticing that: he wasn't alone. He didn't bother to make a production out of it, so he simply said, ''Come out,'' to be welcomed by Arlan, his new team member.

Of course, he didn't bother to speak about this, either. Sure, it was creepy that Arlan was watching him, but he really didn't give a crap. So, he opened the door, and was quickly followed out by Arlan. The man smiled, and awkwardly spoke, ''I am sorry for monitoring you, but due to hearing strange noises coming from your room around four hours ago, I thought you may have been having odd... nightmares. It is my job to assist the crew in such things.'' He said, with a straightforward tone.

''..Strange.. Noises? ..Huh? O-'' Shane quickly began to blush, and quickly said, ''Oh, yeah! Err, well, thank you! I was having such a scary nightmare, and you must have really done something, cause.... bye!'' He said, running off, Arlan chuckling, and rolling his eyes. Looks like this one really did need to be monitored.

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Upon arriving at Yuko's office, Shane awaited patiently, as it seemed she was inside, with another mercenary. And, she was. A few minutes later, Rose had emerged from the room, carrying a smirk on her face, paying no mind to Shane. He looked back at her as she walked away, and although he felt strange, he didn't bother to act upon it. So, he went into the office, to where he could speak to the woman.

''Hello, Shane-san. Although everyone in Moon village died last mission, it was not your fault. You did a good job, and so I will now promote you to Warden. Besides that, I believe I already paid you quite magnificently with Noistro, yes?'' She asked, smiling at him. He cracked a fake smile, and promptly nodded, awaiting her orders.

''This time, you are to spy on Sendoir, Lirilum. As you probably know, it is the smallest terrace in Lirilum. However, it contains valuable information in the salvation of the Cursed. What you must do is find the Night-Club titled, 'Ragnarok,' in the center of the terrace. Ask around for a man named Arden, and ask him if the flowers are blooming.'' She said, smiling at the young boy, who had a confused look on his face.

''The flowers are blooming..? What, is this some kind of weird code-speak? Bullshit, she can't even trust me w-... That's right... no one can trust anyone.'' He nodded, before rallying Mira, Rose, Arlan, and Ko, and leaving for Sendoir, Lirilum.

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Finally, the crew arrived to a friendly welcome, as an odd group of several half-naked Lost ones led them into the club. Sendoir had no plant-life, no animals, and no sea-creatures, yes, but it was perhaps the most technologically advanced city in the cluster. As they walked by, they saw all sorts of things, ranging from laser-dancing, an extremely dangerous dance in which they move without triggering lasers, to nuclear explosion shows. Yes, in this world, such contained so little consequence that Nuclear bombs were used as an entertainment device. Humanity had evolved from Nuclear warfare long ago.

But it wasn't all of this that truly brought amazement. It was the aquarium in the center of the city, called '8'. And it wasn't the aquarium itself that entertained, but the monstrous eight tailed monster swimming within, looking upon all as prey. In the past, Sendoir had problems with finding suitable hosts, so in desperation, they sealed their demon in an unbreakable cage, where he would be unleashed, in times of war. Luckily, this had never happened. But in the city, every day was a war. From ambitious pickpockets, to murderers, to the fact that human trafficking was more common than driving traffic, in this city. And when the law is corrupted itself, who can stand against this?

But that did not matter to he, nor his crew. What mattered was getting the information, even though they would never understand it themselves.

And finally, they arrived, being escorted into the back of the club, to meet who seemed to be the leader, Arden.

Who was a child. Barely passing for eleven years old, the young boy was indeed, everything they would have expected.

In a fourth grader. Short, immature, and spoiled, they could already tell this mission would be muuuch longer than they anticipated. The boy didn't even ask introductions, he simply shouted, ''GO AWAY!'' And as he said so, the crew was literally kicked out.

But of course, they persisted, and after nearly an hour of hearing him whine and b***h, he finally let them in. And at their first sentence, of asking if the flowers had bloomed, he gave them a map.

Before kicking them out. Again.

They presumed it was a map leading to a better information source. But they were wrong. Very, very wrong. It lead to an elevator. One that would constantly shake, and be surrounded in deafening loud noises. Why would an elevator do this, they wondered? Where was it leading to?

And of course, not all things were as simple as they wished for. Instead of leading them to a source, he attempted to lead them to their death. They entered the center of the nuclear presentation, through an elevator they usually sent targets up through. Luckily, by now, all suits had extremely powerful anti-radiation gear.

But that wasn't the problem. The problem was, was that the elevator only lead upwards, and a nuclear bomb was already heading their way.

No one knew what to do. So they didn't do anything. They looked upon the large, accelerating figure, as it descended onto them, where it would obliterate them whole.

But Arlan was a trained, experienced mercenary. All of this was a trivial task, done by him once before. In all missions there was always a twist, and in all twists danger. He grabbed Shane's palm, and pressed down on his vein, making him force out a powerful gust of wind. Quickly after, he himself began to use his Kano. The air began to freeze, and slowly, the bomb began to freeze, as well. But it was hopeless. Upon impact, it would still explode, killing all of them. But no one wanted it to happen.

And, in an act that had been repeated so many times before, to preserve the life of one self, Shane pushed away the bomb, pushing it as far away from himself as possible.

Into the audience, who were only protected by a thick glass....

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Inevitably, it exploded, and not only was the entire audience killed, but the explosion expanded, destroying the bridge connecting Sendoir city, and Sendoir country.

A bridge connecting one another, only made through years of starvation and labor.

And with the bridge, all who traveled it.

Indeed, the crew now had the blood of millions on their hands, the only thing breaking the silence, the childish voice of Arden, sending his voice to them through transmission. He first laughed, but began shouting, ''Hehe, that was funny! And to answer your original question, yes. Now ******** off.'' He said, giggling at his last comment, before ending the transmission, leaving them to their fate. As guards began to surround them by the masses, all hope withered away from them.

And no one came to save them. Or assist them. Shane, who had an unbearable amount of thoughts rushing through his mind at the time, passed out, only to awake in Sendoir prison, sharing what could be his last days in the same cell as Arlan.

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By the way, the bomb was only about 2 Megatons, but seeing as how there's like 5 million people per square mile in Sendoir, they killed alot. xD

And yes, as you can tell by now, Shane specializes in levitation, though he can use wind combatively.