Oki was quick to respond, a trait I did not admire about him...however the strange gun man introduced himself as Desperado and claimed he was on official business for Eden. I'd watched Eden take over the individual realms of many lands accross the globe, and they did not sit to well within my stomach...I had no appreciation for domination and opression...they claimed the name Eden...heh, they were the reverse.
After a few quiet words out of ear shot Oki drew his sword in his defense as Desperado pulled his guns from his beaten leather belt...my eyes twitched at the pause of tension before a man accross the room came to Oki's defense, I had no choice as the battle began, but to defend as well...
Desperado proved a fearsome fighter and keeping him at bay was no easy task...in fact it soon became apparent that it was impossible, with no aid the strange fighter and I attempted to keep Desperado from his kill...but in the end another body was added to the count. He ridiculed me as he shot the anonomous fighter through the head and followed with the shot for Okihero...There was nothing I could do to stop him...as I struggled to stay concience, I watched his boots chink toward the door, as I passed out I heard him laughing...
I came to two days later in the Inn. The landlord chuckled at me..."you're lucky you know, Eden don't spare lives to often". I cared not...I wanted my revenge and I could feel it burning up inside my body...I didn't want to feel helpless again.
I spent a bodily year, training myself in every sword technique I could find, building my speed and agility further and increasing my strength. Looking back upon it now...it seems so petty...still. I searched everywhere for that man...and ironicly, fate delt him his death at the hands of another...I wasted my time is what I thought...but a night in another Tavern proved me wrong...
Just North of the Dark Lake District, I'd entered a rather empty tavern. I'd only stopped to dust off the snow and warm up, but it seemed destiny had another reason for my being there...I had stumbled in on the meeting of a small rebel clan called the Lighthearts, they mistook me as A New Darkheart Spy and promptly snapped questions at me from any direction they could...Probably to my most fortunate luck...at that point a man I later came to know as X entered the room...one look at him, and each of them fled for their lives...It was obvious to me that this man had some stature and importance in whatever it was I'd come accross. X looked at me and knew I was no threat, just a simple stranger in the wrong place at the wrong time, he bought me a drink and explained to me the fude between NDH and the Lighthearts. At that time X led NDH...and I was again blissfully unaware of what that name would come to mean for me...Later that night I sat alone with my Sake and a Green Tea, when a man sat down next to me...he introduced himself as Bishop...he was a Hitman...he must have heard the conversation between X and I and I soon realised what this evening had brought for me...another chance. I used Bishop to find me information on all the clans he could, their names, leaders, members, intentions...and I soon gained a great knowledge of the Modern Clan System...of course as my knowledge increased my pockets emptied...Bishop did not come at an easy price...so as soon as I was knowledgeable enough, I set out investigating on my own...