There was a young man stuck between a group of men and each and every one of them were holding a sharp weapon.
One had a big sword, while other had a battle axe, a spear, a scythe, a small knife and they were all of silver color—commonly known as Silver Weapons.
The man at the center who was stuck there was holding a black blade with no guard but only the grip and the blade. It was totally black.
He wore a loose, light-gray inner robe made of rough, natural fabric — the kind commoners or lone warriors would wear. Over it, he has a dark, tattered cloak draped across his shoulders, fastened casually around his neck, fluttering slightly in the wind. The cloak's edges are frayed, showing signs of long journeys and harsh weather.
Around his waist is a thick black sash, tied tightly with a deep red cloth belt that hangs in uneven ends — giving a rugged but striking contrast to the dull colors of his outfit. His sleeves are wide, but his forearms are wrapped in dark bandages or gloves, showing readiness for combat. His pants are loose and tucked into sturdy boots, giving him both flexibility and mobility.
His hair is long, jet-black, and slightly messy, yet tied with discipline — reminiscent of Miyamoto Musashi's traditional samurai style. The top section of his hair is gathered into a short knot or bun at the back of his head, while the rest flows freely, with a few loose strands framing his face and swaying in the wind.
The man also had couple of scars on his face, one over his nose, two on his left cheek and one on his forehead.
The man starting to talk to himself in his mind, "I am stuck in a really bad position now. "
His voice was deep which was perfect for his style.
Those men surrounding him looked like samurais.
All of them rushed at him with their sword in the air, ready to cut him down.
He sighed and then swinged his sword on one man right infront of him and sliced him down in one strike.
And then he jumped in the air, placed his right foot over the shoulder of other man and jumped behind him and escaped from the center of the circle he was in.
Now those 9 men stood right infront of him.
But before those men could come at him, he turned behind and ran as fast as he could. He wore black shoes, they looked more like boots.
Those men screamed and ran behind him, tried to catch him.
But he was too fast for them.
It was a big forest. A very dense forest, the trees were pretty tall and it was the time of evening so it was getting dark.
That man hide behind a big tall tree. It's trunk was thick enough to hide his whole body behind it.
Those men, they were standing right infront of that tree, trying their best to catch their breath and somehow find him.
They divided into 3 groups.
First group went left to that tree and had 8 members. Second went right to that tree and had 6 members. The last, third group came straight ahead and had last 5 members.
When that group passed the tree, one of the member saw that guy hiding behind that tree and shouted, "Here he is."
But before anyone could react, that guy sliced off that man's neck and his head went flying.
A fountain of blood came out of it and blood made that man who just died, his clothes red.
The other 4 men looked at that guy and their acquaintance who just died.
The most experienced one among them said, "You.. bastard... I AM GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU. "
He striked with few strikes of his katana but that guy blocked them all and then the other 3 also joined him.
So many strikes came at him at the same time. He dodged few, blocked few and those men missed few.
And then, he turned, took a full 360 degree rotation and swinged his blade horizontally in a circular motion slicing off the neck of all those 4 men.
The other 2 groups came at that place after hearing the voice of their acquaintance who shouted about that guy's location.
But they were too late, all they found was the dead bodies of their acquaintance. That guy, he was long gone from their.
He was running in the dense forest, finding his way out of this place. His clothes were stained of blood and they smelled pretty badly.
He said to himself, "I am pretty hungry right now. "
He was holding his black in his left hand while few pouches in his right hand.
He looked at those pouches and said, "Well, atleast I got some money for myself. "
He found a hut, a wooden hut while running in that forest. It was too rare to find something like that in the middle of the forest.
That hut, it was not small, but not big also. It was big enough to sustain 10 people in it at the same time and there will still be some space for few drawers.
There were 2 lanterns outside the door of that hut and a wooden window right beside the door which was close.
He knocked at that door and waited few seconds but no response came.
He said, "I am coming in. "
And tried to open the door but it was kind of jammed.
He draw his black blade and sliced of the door.
Because he cut the door, the bare minimum amount of light which was coming inside the forest from the evening sun finally went inside the house and that guy, he could see a person inside the house meditating—A Woman.