chaos

"it's storytime young one," a tall pale-looking old man said, "this story will be of our history and I think you'll like this one Momoa!"

Sitting across the old man was a skinny, dark-skinned, curly snow white-haired, boy his hair covered his left eye and would constantly be drooping over it. "MoNoa my name is MoNoa please remember it uncle Dante" the boy sighed, as Dante gave a warm smile and moved the hair off Monoa's face before opening the book and beginning to read.

long ago earth was in peace, as much as it could be. one day humans started to awaken abilities some faster than others, others stronger than some. these abilities were noted and placed into grimoires which would be passed down through families until a war broke out all over the world the ones without an ability would parish and those with an ability would be overwhelmed this war lasted 20 years leaving only 7 original families, which quickly became known as the 7 deadly sins each family had represented a sin and were the most powerful of the ability users.

soon after the 7 families had been named others with abilities started to rise as the other families grimoires were taken and held by the military, then war broke out but it wasn't against anyone on earth it was against an alien species named Kuchiki. they could create and destroy and soon were thought to be gods but they were different from humans each Kuchiki had similarities to beast or was a beast with human similarities when war broke out it was because a human had stolen the Kuchiki's for fame and fortune due to this the military had to draft people now there is peace between humans and Kuchiki but who knows when that war will start back up and when it does humans will go into this war with the idea "the creation always outlives the creator" Dante said finishing the history book

"if humans are at fault then why didn't they just give the treasure ba-" monoa was cut off by a pain in his head it felt as if there was someone banging on it with a club as outside screams could be heard and houses started to be lit on fire including Dante's, Dante slowly picked up monoa and started to walk out of the house placing him on the street before walking back in the burning structure "because monoa the treasure was our freedom," Dante said with a smile as he was crushed by a piece of burning wood and monoa's vision started to get blurry as he fell into a comatose state the street around him was burning and the city he was in no longer safe on top of that the people didn't know who started it but had now lost their families and they wanted revenge they burned the little street in the city to ashes unknown to them it would only be the beginning as the military stormed in settling people down and caring for the injured this incident would be known as the great fire as it didn't stop at just the street the fire spread and spreaded

fast covering the whole city in a sea of flames this was the work of a family the slothful sins of the tuneo family as they were the ones to finish off the survivors sparing no one as swiftly as they arrived they left, monoa was there once in a comatose state now dead just as the others around him