เรื่อง Hell Warrior The Series Act I : I am Sin

             "When in training session , you have to call me Master Monk or Master."

                    "Ok"

                    "So what you call me in training ?"

                   "Master Monk."

                   "Good , starting today I'm going to teach you about sword , follow me." Monk tells Sin to walk with him.

      He walks back to church , there are six pillars , every pillars there are candlesticks on them. He walks to the right pillars near the stairs to second floor , touches the pillar suddenly the circle line around pillar has appear and the floor drop down forming stairs to underground floor. "Come here , Sin." 

                 The boy follows Monk in silent. Deeper and darker the shadow is what make him scared to take every footsteps.

              "Fear not , I'm always here except you miss step and roll down like a ball. At the end of the stairs there is a steel door engrave "Hyprodos Barracks". "Push the door." He says to Sin.

             The boy pushes it , the door opens wide he sees shine and bright light coming , he closes his eyes quickly and slowly opens them. It's a room filled with many weapons and armors , at the end of room there is a pedestal with sword on it. This sword shape like katana , its blade has flame aura around , its handle has small chains around. 

            "The sword from the fallen king , smith from the king's bone and armor. The thing is one soul inside it , owner of materials , the legendary dark Hell Warrior name Hyprodos.

           Sin reaches out to touch it , Monk grabs boy hand quickly. "Not yours yet , young boy." He says and continue "You have to complete the training and get grow up before touch that sword , you gear now for starter is this wooden sword" He picks up wooden sword and gives it to Sin. 

        "Can you read ?" 

        "Of course I can."

       "Then your homework is read this book and this also this , oh this too and this with this andddd this. There will be time that I'm gonna ask you about these books. Now off you go boy!"

       Sin picks all those books and go to bedroom on second floor , closes and locks the door , He writes words on the paper and place it on the floor in front of bedroom. It says 

                                                                    "Do not disturb , Study Time thank you!."

           "Clever boy" Monk thinks "We will see tomorrow how much you learn."

        In the next morning the boy practicing with straw mannequin made by him. Wood percusses it many times , the sweat drops , the rain fells , the sun rises and sets , he lays down when he tired and gets up in the meantime to practice this swordfight. at night he sleeps on the ground full with grass his body lay down in front of straw mannequin , standing in the center of the church backyard. Cold wind blows through his face and body he shaking with cold. Monk who sitting on the chair in front of fireplace has seen the boy's effort , he stands up bring one blanket with him , opens backyard door and walks toward Sin. 

            "Thanks Master Monk for your kind."

            "I just want to sleep outside that's why I bring blanket with me."

         He lay down next to the boy and quickly sleep , his snoring is the loudest in this night. The boy too quickly fell asleep. 

            "This one ? the one you're talking about ?" One whisper voice says

              "From my opinion , yes this boy."

            "But how can this one survive till the hunter grows up ?"

            "Wait until that time , Raak. I'm too damn sure about this boy , that he is -."

          "He is this Sin you mean , all right I get it I get it. Just let him go with the flow."

            "I'm not sure how long he will live through many wars he is going to face."

   "He is the first of everything right ?"

   "In fact , there is one event that he never know before. It is a village massacre."

    "But from what we see in the future it is gonna happen soon in three or four days start from today. Where do you think it will takes place ?."

   "The readers know where."

     "Hmm for what time you two arguing the future thing that gonna happen also he is asleep now let him be Okay ?" The voice behind them speaks. 

     "Oh our apologize sire , come on we've got many things to do."

     In the morning both Monk and Sin wake up , they do their normal activities as usual. While Sin doing his training he smelling burning , he starts to wonder where does it come from ???.

    "Master !!!! I smell burning!." He speaks loudly. Monk who brush his teeth in bathroom , heard that shrieking voice , he leaves the room , rushes to Sin. "Where ?" He asks.

     "Don't know , I've just smell it but I don't see where it comes from."

     "I will take a look from second floor , you stay here if anything happen , shout Master and I will come to you , got it ?."

     Sin nods his head. Monk runs to second floor and thinks on the way. "It's too soon to do it , he is not grow old enough to know about this thing." When he arrives at second floor he looks at the window and sees smokes. 

                     It has happened he thinks but when ????. "His tears may fell down if he knows where it comes from. But it's his time I must let him knows since it is his fate. Monk goes down stars walks back to Sin , tells him "Come with me , boy , your time has comes fast but don't let tears fell to the ground let it fells inside you. 

           They walk to place where smokes come from. Nearer and nearer Sin start to realize what is this place. 

                The fences the roof the door the brown walls the garden the farms the tools . . . . .

        Now only ashes and dust in front of him , ruins everywhere , houese on fire , corpses everywhere and in the center of village there are piles of corpses about five piles. Among them a note pin on a small log it says

Real note is inside the elder house on his table 

                                                                             P.S. The 13 Ogbu mmadus

          Sin runs to the elder house , crushes the door down , there on the table many papers. He picks them up and reads them all. . . . . .