The Ultimate Host

Akashiri was inside his working on a new powerful technique, called Soul Thief. Soul Thief was originally used for purposes when sacrificing animals to gift to the gods. However, over the years, The Soul Thief technique became used for taking human souls, even though Akashiri was planning to do that. He was already strong. The strongest swordsman of the current generation already yielded to him and turned over the title. Akashiri finally got to achieve his long dream. Only 2 things were currently on his mind. Revenge and the elimination of all Industrial Elves. He still didn't understand why some of the elders of the Hitoshi Clan betrayed their own people. They were also killed in the process and treated like dog shit. When Akashiri was about to take a shower, he heard some rustling noises outside. He ignored the noises and just thought the noises belonged to a cat or a dog or some kind of pest. Suddenly the rustling noises turned to loud bangs. It sounded a if something or someone was smashing objects across the ground. Akashiri grabbed his swords, tightly clutching them in his right hand. He looked to the keyhole and saw an ogre eating one of the refugees. This made him angry. He kicked the door of the hinges, causing the ogre to turn around. Its disgusting mouth was covered in blood. As the ogre looked at Akashiri it smiled and taunted him. The ogre began yelling and screaming. Loud sound waves projected out of its mouth. The towering beast began running towards him like an angry bull. Akashiri leaped into the air and fired a small yellow beam out of his left index finger. The small yellow beam entered the ogre's head. An explosion occurred causing the ogre's body to splatter in pieces. Akashiri landed on top of his chambers. He knew the beast was sent by someone. Ogres originally lived in the forest and not in the fields. He began scanning the area for any other life form. He didn't find any. In fact, there was someone. A ninja from a distant clan called The Immortals was around. His presence and aura was well hidden. He stood by the edge of the small bell tower patiently waiting. The Immortal ninja wore a ninja armor that was dr.a.p.ed in a black wolf's hide. He had a cube in his hand. After scanning the entire area, Akashiri decided to give up and forget it. When he was about to step into his chambers again he noticed a bloody Kunai on his welcome mat. He picked the bloody Kunai, carefully examining it. He soon learned that the Kunai belonged to an Immortal ninja. The Immortal Ninja Clan was the sneakiest as well the wickedest clan in the entire region. They were the reason why the 3rd and 4th Ninja War was created. Akashiri immediately thought that since The Hitoshi Clan was no more The Immortal Ninja Clan wanted the land, oil, and provisions. He tossed the strange Immortal kunai to the side. As he was about to pick up the door he saw a visible Immortal Ninja. Both of them stared at each other with serious expressions on their faces. Even though didn't know each other, they both were born enemies.