Rivers of Blood

In a forest surrounding the village named Shizen Village, a young boy, 14 years of age, is running and is being chased.

"Agares! Stop!" Someone shouted.

Agares didn't answer and kept running. He was holding on to a pendant on his neck and kept running until he couldn't see anybody chasing him.

He looks to the sky and sees the sun setting.

Out of breath and tired, Agares looks around for a place to rest and spots a cave.

"Oh, finally."

The cave was dark, but it wasn't small. Agares kept on going deeper and deeper until he saw the end. The walls had torches that had red flames and slashes that looked inches deep.

On the ground sitting in a meditating position, there was a katana that was as red as blood and the edge wasn't even as if it was banged in with a rock or something.

Behind the katana was a skeleton and before the katana was a plaque with a name on it.

<Bloody Finger Okina>

"Bloody Finger Okina." Agares muttered, "Intimidating. His finger must have caused a lot of blood." He says innocently.

He walks up to the sword and grips the handle.

CHIING--!

A huge screech went through his brain and a name appeared.

<Rivers of Blood>

"This guy and blood, man. He must not have had a good life if he named everything blood." Agares felt sorry for the poor guy.

He looked down at the katana and stroked and caressed it gently. "Rivers of Blood, please take care of me from now on."

SHNNG--!

The Katana vibrated in response and Agares could tell that it was happy. 'Maybe because it found an owner after so long and it didn't want to be alone anymore.'

"Is there no scabbard?"

He looked around and there was none. He looked back at the skeleton and found a finger that still hasn't rotted yet.

It was pale white with clear blood flowing down from the nail.

He reached out to touch it and the moment he did his right pointer finger disintegrated into dust.

Agares screamed out in pain as he felt every single atom, molecule, and whatever disintegrate. The white finger floated and replaced his missing finger.

The pain disappeared but he could still feel it. The pain of his finger piece by piece disintegrates.

He stayed still for about 15 minutes before he got curious about the finger. The moment he did, another message appeared in his head.

<Bloody Finger>

"Bloody again." Agares had a downcast expression.

"Why do I feel like my life is going to take a 'bloody' turn." He chuckled a bit at his joke but ultimately remained quiet out of embarrassment.

Agares took off his coat and his appearance will shock many! His black hair was as smooth and dark as the night and his golden eye seemed to look into one's soul. That is right! One eye! His right eye was closed.

Of course, just by going by the looks on his face, you might think, "Oh, that's generic."

His face might be good looking but the same cannot be said for the rest of his body. He doesn't have a left arm!

The poor guy is half blind and only has one arm.

Unfortunately, Agares was born with this condition and was shamed because of it. However, he didn't let this small hiccup get in the way of having a life.

He took off his pendant and looked at its appearance. It was a crystal that was made from a very special medal and the chain holding the crystal was made from the same medal. It is very valuable and almost priceless.

Rumor has it that there was a noble who was looking for this metal no matter the size and would pay them so handsomely it would be enough to buy a city.

This caused quite an uproar when they found out that the medal the noble was looking for was there and the so-called "Disabled Boy" had it.

"Anyways, what is this finger?" The finger felt normal.

"What do you do?" As if it responded to the question, he blacked out.

<Invading Another World>

Sometime later, He found himself on the ground in an unknown place.

<Invaded Another World>

<Defeat Robark, Host of Fingers>

He picked himself off the ground and saw his arm was red. His whole body was red!

He kept his black coat and had clothes under, but they weren't armor.

<Rivers of Blood> was in his hand and he saw two people on a bridge fighting some soldiers.

"What is going on?"

'One person looked normal with metal armor and didn't look all red like me, but the other person looked just like me with metal armor.'

'Maybe they know what's going on.'

He walked up to them but once they saw him moving, they started to run toward him.

"Hey, guys." He waved.

The person that looked more real had a longsword and a shield and the other one who was red, had a big axe.

They rushed Agares and started to attack him!

The red one attacked first and struck his axe into Agares and he was sent flying.

"Cough! Cough!"

"Ow! That hurt!" Now perceiving them as enemies, He gripped, <Rivers of Blood> and attack the guy with the axe.

He swung his sword however, the red guy rolled sideways and struck again. Agares raised his katana to block it to lighten the impact and was pushed away.

With no time to rest, the one that had actual colors and who he thought of as Robark attacked him with his longsword.

Agares copied the red guy and rolled under the sword and attacked Robark's waist.

Robark slightly got pushed away but he didn't give up. Both of them attacked him and Agares couldn't handle their assault.

With wounds appearing on his body every time they clash, He gripped his katana tighter and slash at Robark's legs.

He fell down and the chance was there!

"Now!"

Unfortunately, there wasn't one person. There were two. The red guy covered his teammate and attacked Agares with this axe.

With one strike of the axe coming at his neck, it was cleanly cut off. Agares didn't even have time to think before he was killed.

<You Died! Returning To Your World!>

Agares slowly opened up his eyes and grabbed his neck while gasping heavily.

"I'm alive?"