## Headless Hunter :[[a distant story]]
A long time ago , in the distant future...before the dream ends.
Across the icey snow and pain covered mountains of **Thule**. The silent ice world at the start of the great waste of planets known as the midlands. Crunch! Went the plain coloured piled snow upon the heels of a child , nay a warrior bathed in years upon years the blood if his enemies. **Seroz Kenada** cousin of **Hisa Kenada** head and lord of their family house. T'was strange how such a noble among the people of the stars would be on such a world as Thule. The orphan child sought to separate himself from his family and grow both in his body and mind to take the title of head and lord from his cousin Hisa.
Not completely of his own devices but as a consequence of seeing the **cosmic crow** in his dreams. The people of the **twin galaxy** say that the demon bird armoured in bone descends upon the visions of the mind and brings them to reality. Not all the worlds but some revere the bird as a god of some sort.
In his dream Seroz saw himself head of the Kenada's and thus was determined to grow in strength on Thule , to take it from Hisa. The boy had been out on a hunt on frozen desert for a meal but he found nothing but the starving wind as his sustenance. Hmph pathetic , dejected he heads back to his bunker drapped head to toe in thick tattered garments serving as a cloak with his companion droid 'C3'.
Seroz took off his tattered cloak once he was inside his bunker safe from the cruel cold. Misty breaths left his mouth rising across his pale face. Dark obsidian hair just slightly a bit too long in sharp strands was all over his face slightly frosted. He wore a redesigned red keikogi with a thick cyan belt and dark pants with thick rimmed leather boots with dripping melted snow.
He lay on his tattered couch and stretched a lazy yawn leaving his mouth. His companion droid a small little metallic copper ball of wires C3 flew and passed close to Seroz's black steel ear piercings. They went well with his cold grey eyes or atleast that's what his mother would tell him , before she was taken away from him by the **mind break**.
A terrible affliction that turns power hungry sorcerers over the edge , where they fall of it and die in an explosion of ether from their own bodies.
Seroz grabbed at a dust copy of the **daily comet** newspaper lying around and read it almost distracted and unfocused on the topic.
*"OBERON MASSACRE THOUSANDS DEAD !! WAS IT REALLY THE RAIN!!?"*
Bzzz!! His communicator rang on his wrist. It was a notification from the darknet. A bounty had been placed , a bounty on his head for all the damned of the galaxy to take.
*SEROZ KENADA
WANTED : DEAD!!
REWARD
72000 DOLLAR BRICS*
The Kenada child couldn't careless about this prediacament and small sum on his life. For he the fuck knew he would thrash any opponent or killer that came his way with no remorse.
He called upon his trusty companion droid C3, packed a shit ton' of his belongings into bags and had himself ready to fuck off from this cursed cold world.
Seroz starred up blankly into the bleached grey sky. His mind and thoughts were quiet as he digested the thought of leaving this world. Ching! Seroz's eyes dashed to see the massive battle power he had just sensed behind him. He starred long and hard bit he saw nothing. Until he heard something loud. A crash and a bang! His bunker turned to ash and flame from a massive explosion.
Whem the dust and smoke settled and cleared there stood a killer drapped in a sharp white flowing cloak.
T'was a lesser man. A **massari**, an red warm orange skinned race of tall slender men with horns both on the top of their heads and chin. They were known for their savagery and love for war and battles. A reminder of their past fucking up the galaxy during the **lesser wars** . Annoyed at the attack Seroz flipped him off,
"fuck off! I ain't in the mood for ya!"
"Seroz Kenada ain't ya, well I'm here to violently kill you , fucking Teran."
**Kiyoi** the bounty hunter , moved so fast that Seroz couldn't percesive his movements. His eyes moved frantically trying to keep up. Kiyoi like a cold rushing blade dashed forward at Seroz. In a frozen stance of confusion Seroz didn't realize untill it was to late. Slaash!! Went his left arm so fast the blood didn't have time to splurt out.
"...fuck!!"
Hit after hit after hit landed without Seroz being able to react. When he got the time to collect his thoughts and process what was going on. BAMM!! a gut punch so hard it had Seroz spitting out blood.
"Aye! Aye! Aye! Chill gang time out."
"What is it boy!?" Kiyoi asked.
"Cough!" Went Seroz.
"Was that it... am i... am i a joke to you!?"
"Yes!"Went Seroz without a doubt or thought in his mind but being utterly bored to death by his opponent.
Kiyoi yelled out in rage to that remark.
"Shut the fuck up gwellen!" Seroz slapped him ending his rage in confusion.
Malice was painted all over Kiyoi's face as Seroz started to become hysterical.
Most sorcerers know that you should know and gauge the power of your opponent to its fullest. To be aware whether or not they are a **shard user** or some useless average run of the mill **ether user,** with no real talent or power. Kiyoi here was the latter and he was about to get his shit wrecked.
Seroz lost his mind for a moment in the ecstasy , yelling at the "lesser man" with no remorse. Then all at once all the ether in his body erupted in a violent flashy explosion of energy. A beam of pure ether shot into the sky clearing away all the grey cold clouds letting gilded rays of star light rain down upon Seroz and the frozen battle field.
"Your weak ass ain't even worth me using my shard over , am gonna make this fast for you gwellen...so don't worry."
Full fledged sorcerers or at the very least ether users can use **illicit sugars** in things like **dragon roots** or **naroberrys** and temporarily enhance their ether into an awakened state.
This state pumps pure creative ether all over the body allowing it to heal from all and any damage only trade of is no other abilities may be accessed.
Seroz prevented his arm from healing on purpose just to really show this bounty hunter the difference in their power. Just as fast as he had originally been speed blitzed him before Seroz did the same. A single non-ether enhanced punch had sent Kiyoi flying back so fast he couldn't make sense of it. Blood in all its crimsony goodness flowed out of Kiyoi from the damage he had taken.
C3 hovered close to Seroz out of worry for him. Seroz quickly took notice and grabbed at the droid. Seroz rushed at Kiyoi once again a massive plume snow forming behind him. The icey mountain ranges moved from the force of his dash. The kenada was already dead bored with his victim .
The difference between shard users snd regular ether users is heaven and hell. A gap so large it's nigh incomprehensible.
I kind of feel bad for Kiyoi the poor pest , he was quickly relieved of his head by Seroz's blade. C3 wasn't just a companion droid he also doubled as a weapon not a lot of people knew that. I wouldn't have exppected the out of place bounty hunter to have known either.
His death was as magnificent as it was pathetic may **lady Bellia** extinguish his worthless soul.
Seroz felt nothing but a deep sense of disappointment from his killers showing. It had been almost six months of pure ether conditioning and training to get as strong as he did but compared to the galaxies finest such as the young boy Keid he was nothing.
Compared to Hisa he was a drop of a rain in a vast ocean. He called to C3 to catch up to him as he walked over to Kiyoi's starship.
It would seem Seroz was headed over to the far worlds in the east. Quite obviously in pursuit for more power.
...the cold dark night sky of Thule , plain and empty without a single star in sight. T'was said by the many men that this place was as curses as **Vallen.** That to live here was a curse itself...
Twitch!! Kiyoi's finger rustled in the snow. Huh? Impossible how would a beheaded dead man be moving. Well impossiblity on Thule is weak thread ready to snap.
For the mid world that starts 'the great waste of worlds' what is dead here may never truly die. Kiyoi rose from the bloodied snow his head nowhere to be seen. His walking corpse wondered about the dark looking for his horned head.
The longer i live the stranger these distant worlds get. May the god emperor save us all...