Human world
RS (Remnants of Shadows) 500
A man watched an arena battle in an old stadium as one of his best swordsmen sliced through wave after wave of shadow pawns.
"It has been five hundred years," He said looking at his bony left hand, "This war is not over, not yet."
"Come on Freeman," One of the younger warriors sitting beside him yelled over the crowd, "The shadows are unorganized and the shard of death is in the hands of the phoenix, so cheer up and watch the sword master fight."
"I have to check something," Freeman said standing up to leave, "Tell me how the fight ends."
Freeman walked through the battle scared town that is one of the few places where the shadows still reside after the absence of nightmare.
Why did you cause this, He thought, a small tear forming in his eye.
He slowed his pace and listened to the cool night air whistling through the buildings until he saw a building that had half of the roof caved in, this building he surprisingly called home.
At his home he moved slowly as to not break any more that had been damaged since the last battle with the shadows.
"Where are you," He said typing more information on his personal data terminal, "They may not accept you, but..."
*CRASH*
He drew his dagger with his bony left hand, the blade curved around the hilt with a skull gem socket that would hold the shard of death.
"Who's there!!" He commanded, "I am not intimidated by a chicken hiding in the shadows."
"You are worthy," A drawn out raspy voice said.
"I know the voice of a shadow when I hear one," Freeman said drawing his short sword.
"I can give you what you most desire, shadow hunter," The voice said, "Just accept us."
"Get out now," Freeman said swinging his sword at where he thought the shadow was only for it to get stuck in a wall.
"I am not your enemy, The Black Terror is."
"Get out!!"
"I will give you the power to capture him," The voice said as a shadow cube formed in the center of the room, "Just accept," The last two words echoed in the room.
Freeman looked over the cube after the voice stopped and left only it's twisted echo.
"Do I dare accept, Or do I refuse?" He questioned himself, "Accpting would throw away everything I hold close to me, yet denying..........."
Freeman was cut off my a black energy taking over his body his skin taking on a pail white color only to be covered with armor that was as black as the shadows themselves.
He laughed a minacal laughter as he drew his dagger now tainted with shades of green and black.
"Time to take back what is mine!!!" Freeman said his voice being accompanied by two others before ripping a hole in space-time and leaping through.