Chapter 1
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*Changed chapter title from "The Start" to "Death
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On top of an island floating amidst the clouds were groups of people dressed in military uniforms sitting down in a neat and tidy fashion.
The uniforms they were dressed in were differing in colors. Some were a navy blue, others were olive green and another was pure white. Some seemed to come from Asia, while others seemed to come from Europe.
There were only about 100+ people on the island and had features that suggested that everyone present came from anywhere and everywhere on the globe. Everyone also seemed to be high-ranking personnel in whatever country's military they were serving due to the ranks sewn onto their right shoulders.
Although they had different colors and different styles, they all had the same earth patch stitched on to a black armband on their left arms.
There was a small stage made out of marble laid before the soldiers. On top of it was a simple wooden podium that had a black cloth covering with the same logo on the officers' armbands. On the left and right sides of the podium were numerous flags flapping in the wind representing the numerous countries on planet Earth. There was also a man who was giving a speech on top of the podium.
His hair was already starting to fade to grey and there were a few wrinkles on his face but instead of making him appear old and frail, it instead gave him the feeling of being an experienced war veteran who had gone through and seen many battles in his prime.
Despite him already been giving that speech for the past 4 minutes, all the officers below were listening intently, hoping not to miss a single word of it.
"And so, I wish to award the man who has made many great accomplishments during the first Galactic War. I present to you, Cole Steward!"
As the veteran finally ended his speech, a male that seemed to be in his early 20's stood up from his chair in the back row. All the people at the event started to clap furiously and their eyes were filled with reverie for the young man.
Everyone present all knew him by his famous titles.
「Humanity's Future」
「The Weapon Genius」
「The One-man Army」
「The Savior of the Galaxy」
「Child Prodigy」
And there were even more besides that, but the one he was most well-known by was, 「The Weapon Master.」
He, who could virtually make anything into a weapon and fully master it in a matter of days where it would take others months or even years!
He had black eyes that resembled the black color of the firearms everyone present was familiar with and had silver hair that shined beautifully under the sun like any sword hidden under his cap.
Underneath his black and red military uniform was a body that was not too muscular or thin trained by countless days of training.
Every footstep he took was filled with confidence and strength that would be hard to find in others his age.
The moment his foot reached the first step of the red carpet covered wooden stairs of the stage, the applause grew even louder.
And finally, it was time.
He, who at age 5, he had already turned his house into a fortress and mastered the art of the invincible frying pan.
He, who at 7, he mastered every single martial art known in the universe as well as every single kind of weapon in existence.
He, who at age 10, he built an O-I heavy tank by himself with scrap metal he found in a junkyard.
He, who at age 13, he moved on from tanks and went on to make an entire fleet of spaceships.
He, who at age 15, he built military-grade photon lasers in his underground bunker.
He, who at age 17, he was able to beat the No. 1 strategist of the galaxy.
He, who at age 20, a war started over him for his incredible talent in weapons.
He, who at age 23, he ended that same war with his fleet of spaceships that was piloted by his fans.
Cole Steward!
When Cole was about to finally climb on to the stage, something unexpected happened. The foot that was about to step on the carpet lost its sense of balance and slipped!
Cole did not expect this and wasn't able to react in time. He froze and couldn't process what was currently happening at the moment. It was if everything was suddenly going into slow-motion.
He could see his life full of his accomplishment flash by in his eyes, and then it all turned to black as he felt his head bang against the hard stairs.
And everyone was stunned into silence.
Now meet Cole Steward.
A genius at everything concerning weapons and a man who died due to slipping on a red carpet at his own awarding ceremony.
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*Changed chapter title from "The Start" to "Death
.
.
.
On top of an island floating amidst the clouds were groups of people dressed in military uniforms sitting down in a neat and tidy fashion.
The uniforms they were dressed in were differing in colors. Some were a navy blue, others were olive green and another was pure white. Some seemed to come from Asia, while others seemed to come from Europe.
There were only about 100+ people on the island and had features that suggested that everyone present came from anywhere and everywhere on the globe. Everyone also seemed to be high-ranking personnel in whatever country's military they were serving due to the ranks sewn onto their right shoulders.
Although they had different colors and different styles, they all had the same earth patch stitched on to a black armband on their left arms.
There was a small stage made out of marble laid before the soldiers. On top of it was a simple wooden podium that had a black cloth covering with the same logo on the officers' armbands. On the left and right sides of the podium were numerous flags flapping in the wind representing the numerous countries on planet Earth. There was also a man who was giving a speech on top of the podium.
His hair was already starting to fade to grey and there were a few wrinkles on his face but instead of making him appear old and frail, it instead gave him the feeling of being an experienced war veteran who had gone through and seen many battles in his prime.
Despite him already been giving that speech for the past 4 minutes, all the officers below were listening intently, hoping not to miss a single word of it.
"And so, I wish to award the man who has made many great accomplishments during the first Galactic War. I present to you, Cole Steward!"
As the veteran finally ended his speech, a male that seemed to be in his early 20's stood up from his chair in the back row. All the people at the event started to clap furiously and their eyes were filled with reverie for the young man.
Everyone present all knew him by his famous titles.
「Humanity's Future」
「The Weapon Genius」
「The One-man Army」
「The Savior of the Galaxy」
「Child Prodigy」
And there were even more besides that, but the one he was most well-known by was, 「The Weapon Master.」
He, who could virtually make anything into a weapon and fully master it in a matter of days where it would take others months or even years!
He had black eyes that resembled the black color of the firearms everyone present was familiar with and had silver hair that shined beautifully under the sun like any sword hidden under his cap.
Underneath his black and red military uniform was a body that was not too muscular or thin trained by countless days of training.
Every footstep he took was filled with confidence and strength that would be hard to find in others his age.
The moment his foot reached the first step of the red carpet covered wooden stairs of the stage, the applause grew even louder.
And finally, it was time.
He, who at age 5, he had already turned his house into a fortress and mastered the art of the invincible frying pan.
He, who at 7, he mastered every single martial art known in the universe as well as every single kind of weapon in existence.
He, who at age 10, he built an O-I heavy tank by himself with scrap metal he found in a junkyard.
He, who at age 13, he moved on from tanks and went on to make an entire fleet of spaceships.
He, who at age 15, he built military-grade photon lasers in his underground bunker.
He, who at age 17, he was able to beat the No. 1 strategist of the galaxy.
He, who at age 20, a war started over him for his incredible talent in weapons.
He, who at age 23, he ended that same war with his fleet of spaceships that was piloted by his fans.
Cole Steward!
When Cole was about to finally climb on to the stage, something unexpected happened. The foot that was about to step on the carpet lost its sense of balance and slipped!
Cole did not expect this and wasn't able to react in time. He froze and couldn't process what was currently happening at the moment. It was if everything was suddenly going into slow-motion.
He could see his life full of his accomplishment flash by in his eyes, and then it all turned to black as he felt his head bang against the hard stairs.
And everyone was stunned into silence.
Now meet Cole Steward.
A genius at everything concerning weapons and a man who died due to slipping on a red carpet at his own awarding ceremony.
*Changed chapter title from "The Start" to "Death...On top of an island floating amidst the clouds were groups of people dressed in military uniforms sitting down in a neat and tidy fashion.The uniforms they were dressed in were differing in colors. Some were a navy blue, others were olive green and another was pure white. Some seemed to come from Asia, while others seemed to come from Europe.There were only about 100+ people on the island and had features that suggested that everyone present came from anywhere and everywhere on the globe. Everyone also seemed to be high-ranking personnel in whatever country's military they were serving due to the ranks sewn onto their right shoulders.Although they had different colors and different styles, they all had the same earth patch stitched on to a black armband on their left arms.There was a small stage made out of marble laid before the soldiers. On top of it was a simple wooden podium that had a black cloth covering with the same logo on the officers' armbands. On the left and right sides of the podium were numerous flags flapping in the wind representing the numerous countries on planet Earth. There was also a man who was giving a speech on top of the podium.His hair was already starting to fade to grey and there were a few wrinkles on his face but instead of making him appear old and frail, it instead gave him the feeling of being an experienced war veteran who had gone through and seen many battles in his prime.Despite him already been giving that speech for the past 4 minutes, all the officers below were listening intently, hoping not to miss a single word of it."And so, I wish to award the man who has made many great accomplishments during the first Galactic War. I present to you, Cole Steward!"As the veteran finally ended his speech, a male that seemed to be in his early 20's stood up from his chair in the back row. All the people at the event started to clap furiously and their eyes were filled with reverie for the young man.Everyone present all knew him by his famous titles.Humanity's FutureThe Weapon GeniusThe One-man ArmyThe Savior of the GalaxyChild ProdigyAnd there were even more besides that, but the one he was most well-known by was, The Weapon Master.He, who could virtually make anything into a weapon and fully master it in a matter of days where it would take others months or even years!He had black eyes that resembled the black color of the firearms everyone present was familiar with and had silver hair that shined beautifully under the sun like any sword hidden under his cap.Underneath his black and red military uniform was a body that was not too muscular or thin trained by countless days of training.Every footstep he took was filled with confidence and strength that would be hard to find in others his age.The moment his foot reached the first step of the red carpet covered wooden stairs of the stage, the applause grew even louder.And finally, it was time.He, who at age 5, he had already turned his house into a fortress and mastered the art of the invincible frying pan.He, who at 7, he mastered every single martial art known in the universe as well as every single kind of weapon in existence.He, who at age 10, he built an O-I heavy tank by himself with scrap metal he found in a junkyard.He, who at age 13, he moved on from tanks and went on to make an entire fleet of spaceships.He, who at age 15, he built military-grade photon lasers in his underground bunker.He, who at age 17, he was able to beat the No. 1 strategist of the galaxy.He, who at age 20, a war started over him for his incredible talent in weapons.He, who at age 23, he ended that same war with his fleet of spaceships that was piloted by his fans.Cole Steward!When Cole was about to finally climb on to the stage, something unexpected happened. The foot that was about to step on the carpet lost its sense of balance and slipped!Cole did not expect this and wasn't able to react in time. He froze and couldn't process what was currently happening at the moment. It was if everything was suddenly going into slow-motion.He could see his life full of his accomplishment flash by in his eyes, and then it all turned to black as he felt his head bang against the hard stairs.And everyone was stunned into silence.Now meet Cole Steward.A genius at everything concerning weapons and a man who died due to slipping on a red carpet at his own awarding ceremony.
