Night fell over Veydria, shrouding the capital in darkness, pierced only by the magical lights of towers and fortresses. In a narrow alley, a man stood motionless, his eyes cutting through the shadows with the cold determination of someone who feared neither laws, gods, nor demons. His name was Kaito. In the invisible world of plots and power, he was already a secret legend: the Shadow Mistress.
Beside him were two unique presences that seemed almost alive: his left arm, Chiyo, pulsating with blood energy and possessing a consciousness of its own, and his right arm, Miyamoto Musashi, the perfect samurai, relentless, his eyes observing every weakness in their unseen enemies.
"Kaito… the magical barriers are activated. The guards are ready to strike," Musashi murmured, calm and focused.
Chiyo, weaving her influence through the veins of the guards inside the building ahead, replied with a hint of mischief: "No problem. I can manipulate their blood to bring them down silently. And if one resists… I'll copy their powers."
Kaito smiled and conjured a floating sword above his right hand. He could summon as many as he wanted, each ready to strike an enemy at the slightest sign of danger. Tonight's mission was no ordinary infiltration: he was going to free seven prisoners, each possessing extraordinary abilities, held captive by the Circle of Ashes. These seven individuals would become the core of Blake Shadow, his secret organization.
Musashi, with a simple gesture, summoned multiple swords around him. Each sword seemed to hum with ancient, deadly energy, ready to be thrown or wielded at any moment. For Musashi, the art of the blade was an extension of himself; each summoned sword was a projection of his will. While Chiyo neutralized the guards silently, Musashi swept through the space, eliminating the major threats with astonishing speed and precision.
When they finally reached the cells, Kaito summoned more floating swords around him, ready to defend his allies or attack if any traps were triggered. The seven prisoners, wide-eyed, saw the moon engraved on the backs of the outfits Kaito gave them, each marked with a number indicating their power rank. Their expressions revealed awe and fear: this invisible man, master of shadow and light, had just changed their destinies.
Kaito murmured almost to himself: "You are free… and you will form Blake Shadow. In the shadows, we will control this world."
Chiyo stretched, letting out a soft whistle. "Finally, some action worthy of me."Musashi, impassive, added: "Stay focused. This is only the beginning."
In the darkness of the night, a new force was born. An invisible, inscrutable, and fearsome organization. And Kaito, with his legendary arms and new allies, began weaving the first threads of a web that would envelop all of Veydria.
Above, the moon shimmered, a perfect reflection of order and chaos, and the promise of a future where the summoning of swords and the ultimate power of the Shadow Mistress would turn the world upside down.