It's summer. A small festival is going on in Shikai, a small village surrounded by forest and mountain,
people are happy,laughing,kids are playing, everything is peaceful but these people doesn't know what's ahead of them,
suddenly a cold breeze passes by everyone felt it but silence is more dominating here,in a blink of the eye the sun vanished,
the shiny day became dark and cloudy it's pitch black moon is captured by the clouds,
the temperature crashes down and one by one the footsteps of hundreds of people running filled the air,
dust filled the air there's no LIGHT to be seen dark clouds surrounded the environment, suddenly everyone felt a sharp pain in their spine as if some has removed the bone entirely,
some fell down. Some were still. Some were terrified it's pure chaos,screams everywhere…in this chaos a scream is heavier than other,
a man in his 30 looks like 20 lights a lamp in a room made of wood the man is wearing a black cloak and have visible muscles he looks like an hunter
as he lights the lamp glow fills the room .the room is reflecting warm and the look on their face feel like they are healing then a voice,
the woman she is laying down on a rough floor pain and wood cutting her spine she grabs her mans hand screams in pain and,
a soft cry of a newborn comes the father can feel the relief of the mother but can't hear it her heartbeat stops
her mans eye widens the lamp near them extinguish.silence fills the room temperature breaks to 0° the father face looks rotten but doesn't make a noise his hand went numb lips become dry
He grips the boy with his hand shaking the
Father decides to name the GANNA because it was said by his wife,
With time years passed it's a cold day in Shikai a town where the rich doesn't breath a town where lamp are luxury and fire is necessary people of shikai are not rich except the master,
the road of shikai whispers he's corrupt and a idiot in this town ganna and his father lives in a small shelter made of wood and patience
ganna, a boy who's utterly young but old of responsibility, white skin black hair don't know what's ahead of him
he laced up the old boots grips the old wooden handle of his rusty axe opens the door walks out in a environment cold as ice he's forced to wear cloth thin as paper as the air hits him he lowers his head and starts walking towards the wood,
ganna father is ill he can't work and need constant light,as ganna proceeds through the alley he sees from far a group of adults carrying logs on their back,
are coming towards him,as ganna see those bulky giants he turns his head down and walks quiet and slow,he smell fear, one of the adults grins he grabs his dagger in one hand and while looking at ganna he scream
"give whatever you have child or you will meet the warmth of my dagger"
shivering ganna continue walking maintaining the silence,as the sound of adult running came closer ganna closes his eyes accepting whatever going to be happen,
the adult without shame or mercy with full strength clenches his fist turns his head up and land that fist on ganna nose,
as the fist hit him warm blood started flowing,and as he looks up his vision blurs tears started flowing uncontrollable he was sobbing,
as the adult watches his miserable condition a small smile came to his face he lifts his arm grabs ganna pocket and rips as the pocket falls and nothing comes out except disappointment he stared at ganna says
"you are a waste you should die before your old man does"
as ganna hears this his sobbing stops slightly while wiping the tear he couldn't match his eye with the adult
he bends and picks up a piece of his ripped pocket and grabs up his axe wooden handle and quietly starts marching towards deep woods
after a while he finds a old looking man wearing winter gear wrinkles stained over his face he can see that man is visibly struggling to carry logs,
ganna moves forward in order to help him as the man sees a young boy running towards him he feels relief with old rusty cracked voice the old man says
"oh who are you little man"
as ganna came forward trying to help the man he said in a small young voice
"i am ganna sir"
and a very proud smiles runs to the old man face as he hear the boy it reminded him of himself as a kid playing under the sun,old man says
" oh ganna i am orun how old are you"
as ganna watches the old man smiles
"i am 7 sir and I will help you"
He said
ganna moves forward carries the log and as the rough rope tightening against his soft shoulder oruns says
"walk with me little one it's not far"
they both marches towards orun shelter with patience and humanity after a while looking at ganna bruises tearing through his pale skin orun says
" do you know there used to be light in this darkness and sadness"
ganna eyes widens with excitement he asks " really sir what happened"
" orun clears his throat and explains "the night of great vanish the sun.the light.the happiness all gone in a single second that day one of the seven elements LIGHT was stolen
earth,air,fire,water,ice,darkness,and LIGHT
And that's why we are sick and miserable some even say monsters exists"
Orun looks at ganna he doesn't say anything looking confused orun gives a little smile and says
"it's normal for someone like you to not have a idea about these things but do you know there's schools where you can learn Cool mov-"
ganna interrupt in looking straight he said
" who stole light I AM GONNA BRING IT BACK"
oruns glances at ganna doesn't say anything,they walk a bit more than orun shelter appears orun looks at ganna says
"that's it little fellow thank yo-"
a figure looking like a bear appears out of snow. Its fur is thicker than any cloth the old man ever saw ,size of an elephant mixing snow and mud as it walks making sound so heavy it could be heard from Osaka, it smells blood, it roars in anger as he watches the kid and a old man ground shakes.snow falls from the leafs and fear trembles…a