The Cursed Bloodline
Sacrifice

The waves sounded melodious, gently sweeping the beautiful stretch of white sand. A small island, located far away in the middle of the sea looks so charming.

With steep cliffs, as well as stretches of green grass decorate almost part of the island. Far at the end of the hill, there is a beautiful castle that stands majestically among natural rocks. Hemi Island is where Tengu's second headquarters is located. Unlike the castles in the Devil's forest, Tengu's daub headquarters is more like being called a hidden palace amidst the glitter of the ocean Shapire

Yuri and Mirai put the Twin's body into a wooden tub full of water. The eyes of the two handsome men were still closed in a perfect manner. All over their bodies were filled with deep wounds, the effects of an all-out fight. With a chest that was only wrapped in bandages with fresh blood stains. Aora and Yora's faces looked so pale, they could barely be saved if there were no Mirai and Yuri there

"Yuri, you can move away now. The rest let me do it! " said Mirai slowly. Yuri stepped away. While Oro-ryu had already returned to his small form, only fell silent while wrapping his body not far from Yuri

Yuri only looked anxiously at Yora's paled body from a distance. While Mirai, standing frozen with a sword in her hand.

"The sword should not be near Miss Mirai" Oro-ryu said, staring at the sword in Mirai's hand

"Did Mirai know that Aora's sword could be a deadly weapon for her? "ask Yuri

" Of course. He was not that stupid, not realizing something so dangerous for his life. It's just that the function of the sword is not only to injure him, but also a means to save someone with his blood" Oro-ryu said

Shiroi no ken, the only sword capable of breaking the magic regeneration in Mirai's body. He was able to deduce, in addition to the weapon that was fed with special magic (as Tanuki did), that only the sword was capable of killing him or injuring him one day.

"You sure you'll use this way to heal them? Your condition is still unstable, coupled with your stomach wound that has not fully recovered" Yuri said to a halt, he just stared at Mirai's back with an anxious look

"This way, I have to do it! " said Mirai steady. Mirai linked Yora and Aora's hands. Then, he began to raise his sword and point it at his own palm.

Mirai sliced the skin of her hands without hesitation. His special blood began to drip, brightly colored blood with a dense magic aura. Mirai's blood was now mixed with the water that soaked Yora and Aora's bodies. Mirai began to stretch out her hand, gently holding both Aora and Yora's hands. A purple light filled the bathtub, while the water that had been clear white was now turning a deep red

Mirai could only bite her lower lip. His mouth clenched, trying to endure the pain that spread throughout his body. The injury he made was nothing, but the pain was overwhelming. In the midst of the torturous conditions, Mirai still squeezed the wound so that his special blood came out even more

The magic started to work, slowly the wounds on Yora and Aora's body began to fade and close tightly. Mirai's healing magic also penetrated into their blood tissue, gradually restoring Yora and Aora's condition gradually

"Oro-ryu aren't you curious? Why would two brothers be able to draw swords at each other? " the question spontaneously came out of Yuri's lips

Oro-ryu just smiled softly, he also looked at the two faces that looked so similar in front of him

" I don't know, aren't you like that? Outside they looked to hate each other, but deep in his heart.

They want to protect each other, even if they have to sacrifice a life or a trust"

Mirai who is still closed continues to reconcile her magic. In line with the magic that goes into the souls of Aora and Yora, Mirai's powers are able to see their past. Tears suddenly dripped down her cheeks. Mirai seemed to see two people in front of her. A past that is able to make a cold-hearted girl vent her emotions

...~ Flash Back Aora and Yora~...

Tak.... Tak... Tak...

The clash of two wooden swords sounded so loud. The sound of tongeret as if singing welcomes the rays of the sun that is getting hotter.

In a special training arena, located in the middle of the Sora forest, two boys in the 5-year-old range were busy swinging their wooden swords. Identity scarves wrapped around their arms show two different symbols. The Moon and the Sun.

"You sure you want to cover your face with that stupid mask? Forever then? " says a cute boy. His dark black hair seemed to be swept away by the gentle breeze, while his chubby cheeks began to redden due to the scorching weather. He also directed his attack towards the masked child in front of him.

Although his age was still small enough to hold a wooden sword, but their fighting techniques had exceeded that of his age

"Hn... Sure was! " said the gray-haired boy who defied gravity.

His brownish-red eyes look cute. Whether sleepy or basically a lazy child, several times he seemed to yawn bored. The black mask on his face could not hide his bossy face. He did not move from his standing position and only held a wooden sword in his original hand.

Although the black-haired child continued to attack him, he only dodged without putting up a fight

"Hey! Be excited, why do you keep huffing! " say the black-haired boy

"Young Master Aora! Young Master Yora! You there? It's time for you to go to school! " shouted a man from a distance. On the man's arm was a scarf of sun emblems, which showed where his clan's identity came from

"Come! Sensei's coming!"

Aora only grunted in annoyance while turning her face away. While Yora just put on a forced smile on her stye face

" Let's go! " the motion of Aora

" You crazy? I'll be mad if we skip again. Let's go back home, before our teacher drags us back! "

" You're alone! I'm sleepy! " said Aora, she ran and disappeared among the bushes

" Aora kau-" said Yora, he wanted to chase after his brother but the teacher was standing right in front of him

"Young master, you better not follow Young Master Aora's mischief. I understand you're tired of your private lessons.

Well, of course because you've learned what military academy students should be studying (12-year-old magic military training students) . But formal education must still be followed, young master! " said teacher Yora. The fat man continued to nyerocos without pause

" But, teacher-"

Yora felt that formal education was not suitable for her as well as Aora. They did not enter the academy as they should. Due to the title as successor of the noble clan Sora, both Yora and Aora get special treatment, including private lessons on leadership. It makes them quickly bored, learn without knowing the thrill of playing with friends sepantaran.

"That-"

Yora looked towards the bush where Aora disappeared earlier. He was eager to catch up with his brother and leave freely

" Young Master, have you seen Young Master Aora? " ask the teacher

Yora was silent for a moment, if she said where Aora was going. The boy may have been caught and dragged back with him. Yora knows very well how Aora is. His lazy brother liked freedom more than him

" No, I didn't see it" Yora told a lie

"But I'm sure I saw Young Master here" said the man confidently while wailing

"Aora's not here. I was training alone! Teacher, if there is a lesson to be taught, I will work on it.

Later when Aora comes, I will have her work on it as well. Hows it? "

The man slightly weighed "The thing is, the lesson this time is related to the successor of the Sun Clan, you know for yourself that the successor of the Sun Clan will inherit the leadership of Sora. So the lesson this time cannot be replaced, Young Master"

"Oh so" said Yora slowly. He understood what his teacher meant.

A successor that is the path of Aora in the future. Unlike her, she was just a 'shadow' to Sora. They were indeed blood relatives, but the clan lineages that bound them were different. Therefore, the treatment Yora received was slightly different from Aora's. Arguably, the position of Aora is higher and more visible in the eyes of all the people of Sora. Although Yora possessed a myriad of capable abilities, she was still never recognized by the village elders

"Then, I'll find Aora. Master can return to the Mansion first" Yora said with a smile

The Master understood, he turned around and left Yora alone.

"You hear that? You have to get back Aora? " yora said as she stared at the bush behind her. He realized, Aora did not move at all from her place. Aora simply laid herself behind the tree, closing her eyes while resting both of her hands on her head.

" Wouldn't! Before they treat you the same as me. I don't want to go! " saying Aora

" But you have to go. That lesson, you have to finish. You didn't forget, you're the successor-"

"Enough! I probably wouldn't care if the parents were talking about the successor issue or whatever! But if you bring it up! I'm really mad at you Yora! " said Aora, he began to move and really went from there

Yora and Aora, two very young boys are forced to think of adulthood for the benefit of the village. They never enjoy playing time like their age. All they knew, they had to dare to risk everything for the sake of the State.

The war between Sora and Hoshi never ended, alternately the two great countries continued to insist on risking honor in an interminable war. Even for military resistance, not infrequently plain children are included in the battlefield

Yora walked slowly, following the path to the Mansion the sun was on. It was getting late in the afternoon, the sky had already started to blacken. A beautiful woman, with long black hair was waiting for him in front of the Mansion

"I'm home, mother" Yora said with a listless smile

"You're home, my son. What about Aora? " said the beautiful woman with a gentle look. His face paled, but for the sake of the son he forced a smile on his face

She is Yoshiro, wife of the leader of Sora Village, Aoryu. As well as the supreme leader of the Moon Clan. Although he looks weak with the face of ayu like a princess, he is a head of the Sora vanguard sabotage team that is feared by the enemy.

But right now, the woman who welcomed Yora was no longer an elite military leader of Sora, but a mother figure who worried about her son

Yora simply answered the mother's question by holding both her shoulders - a sign of not knowing. Yoshiro who understood, just smiled softly in response to the behavior of his two sons

"Mom's home" Yora ran into her mother's arms. For months, he had never met his mother. War, that's what took her time to be with her mother

"Hm... I'm sorry I can't stay with you" Yoshiro said as he stroked Yora's head slowly. The boy tried to look up his head, he missed his face so much. The smile on Yora's face suddenly faded away. Now the look of a worried face is embedded

"Then, are you going back to war? Can't you stay in the village with us? "

" I'm sorry, dear Mother, you must know the village needs our strength"

Yora was silent for a moment, her mother's answer was more than enough. He cannot be a selfish person who is selfish. He and Aora may need a mother figure next to him. But the Village and the Sora Country were much more in need of the power of the head of the Moon Clan. Because she understands it well

"alright. As long as mother promises to return safely" Yora said as she extended her hand

"Hm... Promise Mother "says Yoshiro as she links her little finger

" Then let's play! Aora won't be home soon, so while waiting for her arrival. How about we play hide and seek? "

Yora was so enthusiastic, she knew that if she showed a sad look in front of her mother, Yoshiro would be more worried about her. For that, he was determined to keep smiling in front of his mother

" Hm... All righty! "

" Mom take care, okay? "

" Eh, how is that? "

" Get off! " Yora ran away from her mother and began to hide. They enjoyed the time together with a cheerful laugh.