As it is had started out many years ago, mans desire was to get stronger, improve beyond human limits, to the point where no other creature would be able to challenge its existence, and well finally after many years sought out to achieve this one dream, a man and his brother set out to create to what we now know as the 5 Blades of chaos. These weapons have been through generations of people. They have come to be well guarded by a group that is as old as the legends themselves called the Blade Phylax
Prologue
My name is Stuart Xavier and I unlike everyone else, I wasn't chosen by any of the Blades. My whole life from the moment I was born was set in stone. I have always looked up upon those blessed enough to have a sheath to their waist but unfortunately the world is a different place when your worth is predetermined from birth. In our world, worth is worn at the waist. Those without a Blade aren't people we're shadows to be ignored and thought of nothing less. My parents couldn't dare look at me, their own failure, so when I was six, they gave me up to an orphanage. I was too young to know what was going on in the world that I grew up in but that didn't matter cause my days would light up whenever I was with my friend from the orphanage named Maximus Alexander. We would always play around even through times of pain, but everything changed one day when we decided to skip curfew and go play mess around with the people living near the orphanage. We weren't alone that day, we were with two of our other friends Sophia and Raphael. We decided to go rob one of the guys who was being rude to us earlier this week calling us bladeless, but little did I know this was the night that everything changed, and I wish to this day that I could go back in time to change how things might have turned out. We were only 10 years old but the impact that event had on us we still carry it on in our lives some more than others. To put it briefly, Raphael had the idea to go and steal this guy's money from his pockets and all four of us were in on it. We decided that Sophia would go and distract the guy while me and maximus were on look out as Raphael was there doing his thing. In the midst of our operation Raphael was spotted by one of people at the scene and this alerted the guy that Sophia was distracting. When he quickly caught on to what was happening, Me, Max and Raphael had already gone into hiding, this was great news for us but not so much for Sophia who was out there all alone. The people on the street started to throw stones at her calling her bladeless and a thief, we couldn't stand back and just watch so Raphael the bravest among us came out trying to protect Sophia as he had told us that he was going to up against the old guy while we would remove Sophia from harms way. So, as Raphael was going up against someone that possessed a blade, me and Max slowly pulled Sophia away from the crowd and once we were done we rushed back to the orphanage without Raphael as he had given us the opportunity to save ourselves and treat Sophia's wounds first. Once we reached the orphanage we shouted for help as the nurses were trying their best to treat Sophia. Max decided to go back and help Raphael while I stayed behind to watch over Sophia. Two hours had passed and I didn't have any sight of Raphael or Maximus so I left the orphanage and decided to go out at night to look for the both of them. By the time I had arrived Raphael was on the ground not moving a single muscle and right next to him was Maximus on his knees crying as Raphael had just died, when I asked what had happened, Maximus described it as savagery a grown man attacking a defenceless child, one without a blade to protect himself with, but that didn't matter to him as he unleashed all his might on to Raphael even after he had gone down, even after the crowd told him to stop, he didn't listen he decided to make an example out of Raphael by humiliating him and beating him up to a pulp. Maximus told me that this sick bastard wasn't doing it for justice but that he was enjoying torturing him and having his friends have a crack at kicking Raphael around even after he showed no sign of fighting back. I felt sick to my stomach hearing this but what could I have done at that time we all fled and left Raphael to fend for himself if anything I wanted revenge but Maximus wanted more than just revenge he saw that all blade wielders were evil and the root of evil from this world. From that day forward Maximus was never the same again. I last saw him at the orphanage when we were 14, he had left a note saying that he was out to change how the world perceives people like us the bladeless. Little did I know this would lead him down a dark path seeing all blade wielders as the enemy and his only solution was to create a weapon that could challenge the gifted and make them suffer as they did to us. Not that I didn't agree with his points but the way he would approach them made more and more people suffer throughout his search for something that could rival those with blessed with blades. That night, a friend died, a friend was lost, and a monster was born. This is where my story begins.