Shivani: A Legend Begins Here

Before the dawn of time, the realms were plunged into an apocalyptic war and chaos. A mass destruction that claimed billions of different races and species. A catastrophe that brought all creations to the near brink of extinction. An Armageddon that turned everything in absolute hell! A mayhem that gave birth to all kinds of Myths and Legends. Legends that spoke of barbaric, inhumane, and diabolical individuals that suddenly emerged out of nowhere. They immediately subjugated the deadly battlefields with their monstrous strength, unparalleled prowess, and speed. Some Myths also spoke of the time, when the myriad realms were torn asunder upon their mighty clash. Continents split in the uproar of their menacing screams, and the oceans turned red in the blood of their victims. There were also gossips, stories, and whispers about how these Predators cared for nothing, but supreme power and strength. They had no honor, remorse, or even mercy. They held no respect for life, but worshiped blood and death. They were once revered as gods in ancient times. The deadliest champions to ever exist, thus gaining their titles: The Hands of Death. Countless eons have already passed, but the legacy of these savage beasts lives on. Many of the younger generations of today follow their footsteps, thus gaining their titles: Assassins. Warriors. Fighters. Soldiers. Shinobi's. Gladiators. Knights. Samurai's. Gangsters. Delinquents. Killers. Criminals. Some of them were fighting for their world. Some for themselves, for their honors, for their personal gain, and for their dream of peace. Peace that will never truly come as long as there's hatred and greed. ----------OOO---------- This is a work of pure fiction. Any names, business, characters, places, events and incidents are either the products of the authors wild imaginations or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events and such is purely coincidence.