Legend of the Fire Sword: Volume 2 - Birth of the Demon Slayer

By Benjamin Louie

Demons are everywhere; they lurk around dark corners waiting for their prey. But some demons disguise themselves as humans...They are living amongst us, plotting to throw the world into chaos. It is the destiny of whoever wields the Legendary Fire Sword to stop these demons at all costs.
Lurking in the shadows is an ancient 500 year old demon who slain thousands of master swordsmen. Can the Demon Slayer uncover the mystery of the Vanishing Warrior and save China?

Author’s Note: Volume 0 is a special edition that covers the story in volumes 1 and 2. Volume 0 is a shorter version whereas volumes 1 and 2 contain more detail on the story. Warning: contain scenes of nonconsensual sex

• Language: English
• Publisher: Benjamin Louie
• Release date: Mar 7, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215340783

Benjamin Louie

Sometimes images appear in my dreams, they are just image fragments. I have recurring dreams with the same images. I piece those fragments together to form scenes. I put scenes together to form plots. And I turn plots into stories.Join my discord channel to discuss my novels with other fans, find out about new releases or give the author suggestions

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Legend of the

Fire Sword

Birth of the Demon Slayer

Volume 2

Contents

一 二 三 四 五 六 七 八 九 十

九: A Tragic Life: The God of War's Past [A] [B] [C]

十: Back to Yi Ling, The Duke's Dark and Secret Plot [A] [B] [C]

十一: Last Thoughts: No Turning Back Now! [A] [B] [C]

十二: Barrage! A Chance Encounter with a Maiden [A] [B] [C]

十三: Flame on! The Secret of the Fire Sword [A] [B] [C]

十四: Identity Exposed. Celina's Struggle. [A] [B] [C]

十五: The Light That Shatters the Darkness! Birth of the Demon Slayer! [A] [B]

九: A Tragic Life. The God of War's Past

Are you sure? Because you might lose your life if you do not keep up with my pace. But when I’m done with you...you will be a different man. You will become a true master of the sword.

As the sun rose up from the skyline, the sky went from pitch black to dark red, to yellow within minutes. Zi loitered about, sitting on a tree branch and eating an apple, not having a care in the world.

Alex was also sitting on a tree branch on the same tree. Zi finished the apple and threw it on the ground. Isn’t it strange how fate works? Zi commented. Your greatest enemy has become your master.

Yea…

Not so talkative today. What’s the matter?

Nothing. Alex replied.

Still thinking about your sister?

Kind of.

We’ll find her, man. Don’t worry about it.

Alex sighed. It’s just that, every time I come close to finding her, she ends up being not here. It’s so hopeless...I just don’t understand...where the hell is she? Why is she so hard to find? I think I am missing something here.

The War God said that the duke is the key to finding her. So that means she is back at Yi Ling.

But what does it mean? When we get there, she probably won’t be there. It is just like how we came to the Temple just to find out that she left a few years ago. We’re always a few steps behind. Oh, it is almost time for training. Alex leaped onto the ground.

Zi also leaped and landed next to him. Don’t worry too much, man. said he, tapping on Alex’s shoulder. It’s a small world so we’ll find her eventually. We’ll search every single female in the country if we have to. Every young, sexy, single female."

Do you think about anything else besides girls?

Heh, the only thing more important than a woman is my sword. I’d never go anywhere without it. Zi replied.

Well, hold on to it tight, because today you’re going to need it.

Master Genzo and his newly appointed student were ready for their first training session. They stood twenty paces from each other and Alex waited patiently for him to speak. Now, Cheng, before we start your training, I want to warn you again that it is going to be rough.

I am prepared, War God.

"My real name is Genzo. Just call me Master Genzo."

Yes, Master Genzo.

Before I start training you, I need to know what skill level you are at first. So come at me and give me everything you have. And do not hold back, just like before.

Hai. Alex replied obediently.

Both drew their swords and attacked each other. *Cling clang cling*

Suddenly, Genzo stopped. Very interesting.

What is it? Am I good enough?

You’re using the sword as if it’s a bamboo stick.

I am?

You are holding it with both hands, and you never change your combinations. Holding it with both hands gives the sword more power in the swing, but it limits its movements. It is not flexible.

I see...it must be a habit from the Temple. They are very conservative when it comes to swords. They use mostly bamboo sticks.

I see. How long were you at the Temple?

Honestly…I lost track. The time I spent there felt like a lifetime, yet it was so short. I’ve been there for roughly three months.

Well Cheng, let me tell you something about the art of war - you need to know how to use a variety of weapons in order to survive. Just the sword alone is not enough. Bamboo sticks, knives, daggers, arrows, spears…anything that you can get your hands on. Just in case during combat you lose your sword or it gets shattered. You need to be prepared for everything and anything.

Alex paid careful attention to his master’s wise words.

"Let me tell you something, Cheng - you need to be conscious of what weapon you’re using at the moment. A bamboo has different applications than a sword. It is longer, so it has more reach - and it is lighter and faster. But one does not use a bamboo stick to kill, but rather its main use is to disable the enemy. A sword, on the other hand, is deadlier. It is designed to kill and make the enemy die of blood loss. But it is heavier and shorter than a bamboo stick. It’s much harder to use.

The sword, by far, one of the hardest weapon to use. One does not simply learn to use a sword - a true swordsmen uses a sword style - a set of rules and disciplines for using the sword - and styles are passed down from generation to generation. In our kingdoms alone, there are thousands of sword styles - every one of them is different and unique. Some styles are better than others. Some are more commonly used than others. But I personally use the Heaven’s Wrath Style - it is superior to all the other styles out there, and it is widely known among the populace. And it is this very style that I will teach you."

Yes, master.

Let us continue, shall we?

Alex nodded and they continued fighting.

Zi still loitered about on the tree branch, shaking his leg and humming.

Sui Long walked by the tree. Hey you, Mr. Lai.

Hmmm? What’s up?

Your friend Cheng has just begun training with Master Genzo.

Yeah I know.

And what are you doing up there? inquired the masked man.

I’m just chillin’ here.

Why don’t you come down and train with us? You are going to with Cheng on his journey, correct? So you need to receive training as well. But Master Genzo can only train one person at a time. But my fellow students and I can train you.

Oh...sounds interesting. Zi jumped and landed on the ground. Great, let’s do it then.

Alright. said Sui Long, But I’m warning you, we’re not going to go easy on you.

Zi smiled. Hah. That’s what I expected to hear from a student of the War God.

Genzo walked along the forest path silently, with Alex right behind him. As their walk was about to go uphill, Alex grew curious. Where are we going to, master?

Come, I want to show you something.

How long will this take?

Do not be so impatient. Trust me. replied he.

Thus, Alex continued to follow Genzo’s back without saying any more – until they were at the high end of a cliff. From there they could see the forest from a high perspective.

Wow...Alex said.

It feels different from up here than on the bottom, isn’t it?

It sure does.

There was a long silence. The breeze hit Alex’s face and blew his hair. It felt chilly yet slightly comfortable at the same time.

So why did you bring me up here, Master Genzo?

You want to become like me, do you not?

Yes, master. Definitely.

Hmmph. Being a master swordsman has a price…a very expensive price.

I don’t mind! I can handle anything.

Fool! Genzo scolded. You say that, but you cannot handle it! You are still young, so do you think you are invincible or something! You think that you can take all the burden on your shoulders?

Alex gasped because there was truth in his words.

Let me tell you a little about myself…my background.

There were images of himself when he was a younger swordsman. He was running away from town. He was holding a bag of his most prized belongings and held it tightly to his chest. As he walked through the crowds, he kept his head down, and his hat covered much of his face.

-Many years ago, I was branded a criminal, one of the kingdom’s most wanted. Scared for my life, I had to flee from society and live here in the valley. Because there was a bounty on my head, many hunters tried to come here to capture me-

Within the forest, Genzo was sitting behind a tree, holding a sword. Bounty hunters were searching for him.

Where is he? Let me at him! one guy said.

No, when we find him, he is mine. the other guy said.

We’ll see who gets him first.

Suddenly, Genzo ran for it. The hunters sensed him and chased him. But Genzo was sly and tricky, as he was familiar with the wilderness. Instead of taking them all on at once, he used tricks and diversions to separate them…and slaughtered them one by one. When the fight was over, the ground was filled with corpses, as there were bloodstains on the bamboo trees.

I had to use my instincts to keep myself alive. But that only infuriated the government even more. The more people that came after me, the more I killed. The more I killed, the higher the bounty became on me. The higher the bounty became, the more who wanted to kill me. It was an endless cycle of death and fear. All I wanted was to be left alone. As the years passed by, my real name was forgotten. People began labeling me as the Forest Killer, The Cold-blooded Murderer, and eventually, my name became the War God. I did not choose this name; it was branded upon me by society.

Genzo trained alone in the woods. He held a bamboo stick, hitting it against the bamboo trees. *Doosh.*

-As the years passed by my fighting skills improved. I not only could hold a sword, but a variety of other weapons as well. Since I had nothing else to do, I trained day and night, day and night. The sword became second nature to me. I am the best of the best...but at what price? My life is nothing but emptiness - filled with hate, sorrow, fear, bloodshed and death.

Images of death - the ground was filled with bloody, lifeless bodies. Swords lay all over. The river turned from bright blue to red...

For these 50-something years, I’ve been living alone. With the exception of my three apprentices, I have neither friends nor family.

Alex was shocked by his speech.

So you see, Cheng, being the best swordsman isn’t always a good thing. Because when you are at the top, people will instantly get jealous. They’ll always try to knock you off, and you’ll never have a moment of peace.

Master...

There’s an old proverb - everybody wants to be the general, but you better think twice before wanting to be king. To them, I am the ‘king’ of swordsmen. And all these bounty hunters are jealous ‘generals.’ I am their target; thus this is the price of being a king.

I see. By the way, what crime did you commit that made you so hated?

Genzo tipped his hat up, and Alex saw his eyes for the first time. Nothing. My comrades betrayed me. And he smiled and walked away.

The wind blew hard as Alex was dumbfounded. Nothing. My comrades betryaed me. Those words were stuck in his head. Genzo shed so much blood…and so many have died…because someone betrayed him?

9 - B

As Lord Huong approached the bedroom door, he heard sounds of moaning from the inside. He leaned in close to the door, and the sound amplified. A woman was groaning and screaming in pain, and Huong hesitated to enter. But enter he did, and the sounds grew louder as he approached the curtains.

And there were two silhouetted figures on the bed, the woman was moaning and the man laughing as he was all over her. He was quite disturbed that he was witnessing such a barbarous act, and to top it off, the barbarian did not even see Huong. He pulled the curtain aside, and nearly winced at the