Unmei No Hashigo's
hope is coming

Wednesday 2 February 1471.

A beautiful young woman with long black hair and pale blue eyes. Wear clothes and pants that are not worth wearing. He also doesn't wear sandals or anything like that. Then his hands and feet were handcuffed along with the other prisoners walking slowly in the underground secret passageways. Everything is put in its place still. This woman is called Love.

"It looks like my dice roll. Wanted me to be eaten by snakes."

After that, Love will sleep. The next day, during a break after hitting a rock, he was suddenly hit by one of the men who had grown to sleep on the ground. Then he was hacked to pieces. So also with the days that continue to pass, passing a very sad, and sad day. Every time those other prisoners get a moment where the supervisor is not there or does not see even unaware of them, they go on and on hurting Love. Her February months were full of pain that kept coming at her. The month changed, on Sunday night, March 10, 1471. In the prison, a fire caused by one of the prison rooms suffered a lamp that exploded because of the short circuit. Not knowing what exactly happened, the lights in each of the prisoners' front hallways exploded and the explosion contained sparks that ignited the flames. Likewise with the detention room, lights split in each room one by one broke and burned. At that time Kasih slept and then woke up due to the noise of the lights breaking, he was shocked suddenly the fire that was burning outside his room. Visiting outside violently, he already had no hope of living because of the hot flames scattered everywhere. The voices of the prisoners were screaming for help, they were burning and burning rapidly. This abnormal state of depressed love, thinking that he can no longer be saved. He also recalled that some of his organs were broken and swollen so he was more willing to surrender to the fire. Love walked and joined himself to the wall dragging him down to sit pensively waiting for his death to come.

"I'm going to die? After seeing my family killed all-out before my eyes, slandered by the surrounding residents as the perpetrators who killed his own family, imprisoned here and then tortured and beaten by lowly people, he said, at the end of the story, I was burned....Is this a story that appeals to God?"

Love laughs in despair. The fire got bigger and closer to his room, on the verge of breaking up. Hope came when he blinked his eyes. The Katana Sword arrived - suddenly laying in front of him.

His katana sword has a feature:

Tsuka (?, Tsuka ?lit. "handles") have a pale blue bandage, with black ornaments, and Tsuba ( ?lighted. "guard") is round. In later installments, the protector is oval in shape, and the tsuka-ito appears to be braided from white and light blue material. The blade is also given a prominent temper line, and with an ornate bronze shield with snow motifs.

Because Love does not want her life to end, she grabs it.

"I guess the opportunity to play snake ladder is over."

Turning the body facing the wall made of stronger material than iron, Love riding to cut the cement wall.

"I thought, This katana sword, it's definitely not just any sword. So I'd like to try to split this wall."

Concentrate himself on his sword. Love slashed through countless numbers so he seemed to just unsheathed and sheathed back his sword. The cone-shaped distortion protrudes out of Love and the black and blue distortion. Instead of directly appearing around the wall, the distortion formed a dark blue sphere that caused a more intense distortion which was then covered with a slash. Granules of sand finished wall fall. As expected, the katana sword used was no ordinary sword. Furthermore, as the fire grew more and closer to him.

Finally he ran through the hallway full of fire on both sides, until the end of Love congratulations and left the prison. He had already run quite far from the prison while carrying the katana sword earlier. Shortly after, the sound of an explosion from behind appeared after he was already far away in the forest. Looking at it into the sky, thick smoke enveloped. Love ignored him and ran again to where he found a small campground, a bonfire that seemed to light up and a yellow tent standing behind the campfire.

Kasih hid behind a tree because he saw the owner of the tent, a grandfather who came out of the tent then a while he sat in front of the bonfire. The old man with the long beard. White-haired brown eyes. He seems to be waiting for someone.

"Hey boy, a peep like that isn't good. If you want, come here!"

Love is surprised he knows, his whereabouts. Since love suspected her, love walked slowly towards her while holding the hilt of her sword.

"How did you know I was there?"

but the old man remained calm looking at the burning bonfire.

"Ohohoho's... Your sword is actually mine. "

"You?"

"really. Sit down, I'll tell you a little story."

Love sits face to face between the fire.

"He has found a new master."

"Master?"

"True son, when he got here, he indirectly teleported by himself to you. I was also then shocked to see the Katana Sword named 'Neela Laws' . A sword that is sharper than any sword ever made by man, is not in my hand anymore."

"......Asked what answered. You old man."

"The "sword of Neela Laws has its own law. He would look for a user or master worthy of him. Not just anyone can use it."

"Ohh, it turns out so."

The grandfather got up from his seat and walked into the tent.

"I'm already sleepy. If you want to sleep, sleep there. You're definitely gonna learn something no one's ever taught."

He left Love and fell asleep. Love can only be silent in front of the bonfire.

"Learn something you've never been taught?"

Love lies down and looks at the stars of the night. Looks beautiful at a long time, then he sleeps and falls asleep. A few hours later, the fire was extinguished. The atmosphere became cold. Love cannot stand his coldness awake. He stood up with nigginess, trying to find something to relieve his coldness. At that moment he found both a stone and a pile of wooden twigs. Kasih finds a good idea, arranged one by one a wooden branch and then swiping the stone on the twig hoping he will manage to turn it on easily until the sun wants to appear, Love just managed to hoard it. Then it became a bonfire that lit for him, but the atmosphere now began to be not as cold as it was. Love then wants to go back to sleep and she falls asleep. Shortly after, he woke up. Grandpa came out of the tent and asked her.

"Have you learned it?"

Love still seems sleepy to answer.

"No."

Grandpa answered.

"A living being when he is comfortable will still want to be with him, but when that comfort goes away, he will still want to be with him, he will try hard and may not want to give up because he does not want the comfort to be lost from him until the goal has been achieved. He was relieved but only temporarily."

Love soon awakened. Last night he was like what the old man told him.

"that means..." Not yet finished talking the grandfather closed the conversation by saying

"No need to say it. If you understand, then plant it in your heart."

A few moments later, Kasih left the grandfather.

"Thank you, old man."

The grandfather smiled after he understood. Comfort is only a moment, if it is gone. Do not look for it, even if you get it it will not be long and will not be the same as before.