Chapter 30 - Clan wars begin
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The sun rose over Yamato, casting a golden hue across the land as the long-awaited day finally arrived. Excitement filled the air, and the entire nation buzzed with anticipation. From every corner of Yamato, people began making their way toward the Colosseum, the grand arena that stood as a symbol of strength, honor, and tradition.
The streets were crowded with citizens dressed in their finest attire, eager to witness history unfold. Merchants set up stalls along the pathways leading to the Colosseum, selling food, souvenirs, and clan banners. Children ran through the streets, playing and laughing, while elders shared stories of past clan wars, reminiscing about legendary battles.
Sho, dressed in the traditional attire of the Hikari Clan, walked alongside Kyoko toward the Colosseum. He glanced at the countless people surrounding them, feeling the immense energy of the gathering.
"It's been a long time since Yamato has seen an event like this," Kyoko said, adjusting her outfit.
Sho nodded, his gaze fixed on the towering Colosseum ahead. "Yeah... This is much bigger than I imagined. Every clan has come together for this moment."
As they approached, the Colosseum's massive gates were wide open, welcoming warriors, leaders, and citizens alike. The grand decorations, which had taken days to complete, gleamed under the morning sun. Banners representing each of the six clans—Hikari, Kazan, Seiryu, Yukihana, Raijin, and Tsukigiri—waved proudly in the wind.
Inside, the Colosseum was already filling up. The stands were packed with spectators, each side filled with supporters of the different clans. The battlefield, a vast open space in the center, was prepared for the upcoming battles, its stone floor reflecting years of history.
At the highest platform of the Colosseum, where only the most important figures sat, the leaders and elders of all six clans had gathered.
Ryojin Hikari, the wise and noble elder of the Hikari Clan, stood with an air of calm authority. His presence alone brought a sense of peace to the event.
Gorou Kazan, the fiery leader of the Kazan Clan, crossed his arms, his muscular frame exuding raw power.
Ayame Seiryu, the brilliant strategist, observed everything with sharp, calculating eyes.
Renji Yukihana, cold and unreadable, remained silent, his icy gaze scanning the crowd.
Tenmu Raijin, ever impatient, tapped his fingers against the railing, eager for the battles to begin.
Kaede Tsukigiri, the most mysterious of them all, stood in the shadows, blending into the surroundings as if he were part of the mist itself.
When all the elders and leaders had taken their positions, a loud drum echoed through the Colosseum, signaling the official start of the event. The noise of the crowd gradually faded as a deep, commanding voice spoke.
"People of Yamato!"
The voice belonged to Jun, standing proudly at the center of the battlefield. His presence alone was enough to silence thousands.
"Today, we gather here to witness the beginning of a new era. The Clan Wars—a battle of skill, honor, and legacy—shall soon begin!" His voice rang throughout the Colosseum, filled with conviction.
The crowd erupted into cheers, their excitement uncontainable. Warriors from each clan straightened their posture, their spirits ignited by the words of Jun.
"As you all know," Jun continued, "this war is not one of hatred, but of growth. It is a test to see which clan will stand at the top, to witness the rise of new legends. The battlefield will be our judge, and the warriors will determine their own fate!"
From the stands, Sho clenched his fists. He knew this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, a chance to prove himself against the strongest fighters of Yamato. Kyoko, standing beside him, shared his determination.
"Now!" Jun raised his hand, and the Colosseum fell into a complete silence. "Let the Clan Wars begin!"
With those words, the crowd exploded into cheers, their voices shaking the very ground beneath them. Warriors from each clan stepped forward, their expressions filled with resolve.
The leaders and elders of the six clans watched closely. This was not just a battle for entertainment—it was a test to determine the future of Yamato.
Sho took a deep breath, his heart pounding.
"This is it," he whispered. "This is where everything begins."