1 1200 B.C.

(A/N: I don't know where to put his 'character information' so I just trow it here).

(A/N: Also, dont blame me for the weird names here, blame the random Japanese names gapenerator, ok? See ya).

Kubodera Rosajin is a middle-agen man, he has the perfect body, slim, tall for a Japanese guy, with all the necessary muscles builded like crazy, long-ish greasy hair and a messy short beard. Bored, yet sharp eyes, full of attention. A very plain face with a body full of scars done by different weapons, some are light, and some are deep as fuck. His hands are big, covered in bruises and calluses, cracks and dirt.

Kubodera's clothing is a kimono, a cheap one...but a dress like this...is the best for hiding weapons. He is wearing a hairband, probably a woman's one, due to the pink-ish shade. He is walking on a single-tooth geta, it's a traditional old Japanese wood sandal used for ceremonies, but Kubodera grew with it and he is more comfortable with those than straw shoes, it also helped developing his balance and body coordination. This sandals also have a big advantage, running on mountains and hills with the right degrees it's like running on a flat land, alas, being faster. And he practiced. A lot. Or should I say walking a lot?

"Truth is not what you want it to be; it is what it is, and you must bend to its power or live a lie" -Miyamoto Musashi.

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Western side of Japan/Around 1.100 B.C.

"Man, I wish I had a girlfriend, oh, a cellphone would be useful too, I want internet!!! *gulp* aaah, this booze is nice, but this wasteland sucks, it's full of insects, *Ptui!* Bah, damned bugs!"

This...is our MC *Sigh* wel-"What do you mean *sigh* Huh?" Cough! Let's return into the story.

This sly old man is Kubodera Rosajin, 'the strongest creature on earth', our MC, is currently wanted for 15 years for slaughtering the whole shogun family (Shogun=emperor) and burning the land of the lord of his country.

"Mmhh? What's this sound? It's familiar, where did I heard it before?"

He isn't really Japanese, well, his body that is, assuming than souls exists. He was a person of modern earth, a spy, not the best spy out there, but skilled enough to see what he shouldn't had seen in the area 51. That is, the confirmation of extraterrestrial beings, they are extra-dimensional cel-Aliens, basically. (A/N: Tun tuntun I skipped a huge part I was gonna put here or below, so this lacks informations, but who cares, I will add in later chapters bit by bit).

His eyes widened. "It's....Lasers? The sound of an airplane? This is no joke! We're 1000 years earlier for this shit!" He dropped his sake and started heading towards the sound, with a speed Usain Bold would be ashamed of.

After his reincarnation he was put into a really dangerous situation right away in his childhood, Ming (the China) had attacked Japan and he had to grit his teeth and pick up a sword in this 'undeveloped' era, put away his reasoning and fight for himself and his family, he fought in countless battlefields, survived a huge amount of near-death situation, but in the end he was still just one man, the police raped and murdered his family secretly upon discovering this man's danger, even for its own land, all this beyond order of the Shogun, enraged by this, he killed more, made plans to bring down a state, after that he continued to kill, kill, he KILLED KILLED KILLED KILLED KILLED KILLED KILLED KILLED KILLED KILLED KILLED KILLED KILLED KILLED KILLED KILLED, countinued to kill, end eventually he come to enjoy it. This is an era when if you are even caught faking your age, you are dead after all.

Mumbling hidden in the bushes "Woah woah woah, what is this? A broken spaceship? Crazy! It's a bus-sized spaceship! Its-" *Swish* He quckly hold his breath and looked at those...things?

'They exit the spaceship without aid or a space-suit, like they were doing a relaxing walk, and then they returned inside quickly with horrific expressions like the air was poisonous...are those things unscathed by gravity?'

'It looks like a human mixed with a goblin...then again, it's not like I've ever seen a goblin, and it's almost looks the same of the one in that place...umm...was it Area 51? Yes.'

His eyes started glowing and his body was shaking in front of that tiny but well built spaceship, but not for fear...for 'anticipation', for an opponent.

'I must do my movement carefully at the right time'.

And then 5 days later the moment was right there, the aliens send a scout.

"I beg of you, don't die before I succeed."

A slaughter was beginning.