Unless born and raised in the village, it is very unlikely that anyone in Petra - the country which it lay on the borders of-, never mind Albyn, would have heard of Chinako-Rubi and it’s odd and brutal past, for no one could get inside the village without being taken in by or being a citizen of it, and no clear word had been heard from within it for almost two centuries. It was heavily protected: not only was it invisible from the outside, if the point at which it was entered was even half-a-metre wrong, it could not be entered at all. More than a millennium into the past, the citizens of Petra had given up on the village and it’s paranoia and peculiarity, and grown apart from it, leaving Chinako-Rubi to practically become a small country of it’s own. This lead to the two parts developing in quite different ways; despite the border that they shared, once the protective field was put in place, the language of the village became so obscured from the language of Petra that even Petra’s best translator would have rather a hellish time trying to translate it. Eventually, Chinako-Rubi, once known as the ‘Haunted Village’ by the citizens of Petra - named as such for the ghosts of the dead villagers that haunted the borders and warned off unwary travelers - faded so far into Petra’s history that it was virtually unknown in all minds except those that had read ancient textbooks, and they were few and far between.
To the citizens of Petra, Chinako-Rubi was no more than a myth without a name - a vague children’s story to scare the young into not running away into the forests.
However, those that had wandered into the depths of the archives and discovered the records of Petra in the days when Chinako-Rubi was not quite as distant a memory, would have discovered something intriguing about the peculiar part it played in the great war almost two centuries ago.
200 hundred years into the history of the village, a story is told of a man who was taken in and protected by the villagers; no one knew how the intruder got inside but it was presumed it was an accident. The man went by the surname Waterstone, and claimed, when he saw the threat in the eyes of the villagers, that he had been running from men set on his death. For months he resided within the village, learning about it’s ways and customs, growing used to the language and teaching them his own; the villagers appeared to grow to like him, but he began to notice a feeling like being trapped- he had discovered the village, he was not going to be allowed to leave again so easily. In desperation to escape the lie he had woven to avoid death, he persuaded a boy of the village that was particularly fond of him to aid in his escape, promising the boy that he may accompany Waterstone into Petra, and then back to his mother-land, but only if they could escape quietly, without drawing the attention of the other villagers. Trusting the man completely in his naivety, and desperate to leave the restrictive compounds of the village and his boring farmer’s life, the boy agreed, and did as was asked of him. However, as they crossed the border, fearing the judging eyes of his family if he brought home a foreign boy after his long travels, Waterstone slit the throat of the boy, and quickly fled before the angry villagers could weigh down upon him with their brutal rage.
In the morning, the villagers found the boy’s cold corpse at the border, noticed that Waterstone and his belongings were gone, and the curse was lit for the first time in Chinako-Rubi’s recorded history.
The curse had a tricky way of working, and wouldn’t be believed unless experienced, so would often be considered, even by those who had read into the archives, to be some peculiar fantasy used to explain inexplicable things that had somehow become entangled in the historical records.
However, though the curse , as it is written, took 10 years to come into effect it was not forgotten about, and on the 10th anniversary of the boy’s death, a baby was born to the Bell family - a highly esteemed and old family in the village - that had white-blonde hair, violet eyes and skin as white as fresh snow. Without being told of the birth, or the peculiar appearance of the child, the citizens of Chinako-Rubi knew that their savior had been born.
Before the birth, the wise-woman of the village had touched the stomach of the mother to assess what the new child should be trained to do as he grew, and discovered that he was to be trained for war. It is recorded that the wise-woman stated that she had never felt a lust for violence so powerful ever before.
Growing up the young savior proved to be nothing less than all the villagers had hoped for - he excelled in his training, quickly besting each and every one of his fellow pupils, whether older than him or not. This is noted to be partly due to his peculiar affinity for weaponry, and his ability to summon any kind of weapon at will, as though from within himself. He was never truly unarmed, and this made him dangerous.
He was known as a guardian. Guardians were well known and highly admired in the world of Albyn, but never before had a guardian been recorded in the village as it was then - separated from Petra. The village was mainly accumulated of humans; some had special abilities but none great enough to be Guardians. The main power of the village was revenge, for it can be considered a power if it is of such a great scale, and war - their mercenaries were expertly trained and could win almost any battle they were led into. Though their training was harsh and effective, they were not at war very often due to their anonymity and isolation. Only very rarely did they fight in these times, and it is questionable that anyone would acknowledge their origins when they appeared in war.
The main reason that the village thought to create it’s own language was due to it’s paranoia millennia before, when civil wars were potent in Petra, and there was great worry about spies.
No other town used or knew the language, and when the soldiers of Chinako-Rubi appeared, they were often written into war myths as demons of battle rising from hell due to their fierce and merciless skills, speaking the language of the devil.
As was he rare and fierce, the child was named after the lightning storms that so very rarely struck the village, but often struck Petra, and thus called Inabikari. Inabikari was the word for lightning in the village’s language, often known as Rubin but without any official name.
At the age of 16 Inabikari came of age; he was lean and strong, with skill that out-matched all others, and the pride of the village. However, with the responsibility of being a man came something else - a growing madness within him. Violence would erupt from him at any moment and he slowly began to sink into insanity. His blood-lust had been considered a good thing in the village, as he seemed to know his values, but the more he dropped into insanity the more frightening he became. He is renowned in all records for being a villainous man with no morals of any kind.
Only the Bells in the village would tell of a different personality to Inabikari- he was a kind and helpful child, struggling to come to terms with his excessive power and peculiar abilities; he might have been held in the eyes of the citizens as almighty, and to be treated with the utmost respect, but he was restricted and feared, even as a child.
A life like that can only bring harm to a person.
He was only 20 years old when the village began to truly fear his presence - Inabikari was insane in all forms of the word. He was isolated and vicious. Those that were once his companions had become his enemies, and his own children became targets to his violence. His wife took the children and hurried far from Inabikari, terrified and upset. She didn’t understand, he’d always seemed nice when he was a boy, she’d watched him while he trained, often too distracted at the thought of him to do her own work. This was not the boy she loved. To the eyes of anyone, Inabikari was naught now but a monster.
Nevertheless, his duties remained concrete, and when it came to his 21st birthday, the village military leaders planned to send him out on his quest for revenge, and hoped to be rid of his tyranny in the process; there was a war raging outside of Petra, and Waterstone was involved.
As the preparations were underway, the wise-woman of the time hurried to warn the leaders of what she had discovered about the curse from scrying and conversing with the old spirits.
She explained that the cursing of Waterstone had not just simply cursed the child to be a guardian - a gift of power to aid his mission - but also given him the potential for murderous intent and bloodlust, far beyond the terrors that his was already creating. In her scrying bowl she had seen a name - a very special summoning name - that could be used to unlock the horrors still trapped within him, and give him power beyond anything that could be defeated so long as used for violence that helped in achieving the goal. It would cause Inabikari to be wild, more a monster than a human being - it could unlock his guardian form. Combined with the power of the curse, he would be almost the devil himself, and could not be stopped until the revenge of Chinako-Rubi was complete, destroying anything in his path.
Having travelled to tell his master of the completion of his preparations, Inabikari had been stood outside as the wise-woman was talking, and overheard most of what was said. He was intimidating, and questioned the wise woman fiercely.
Though terrified, she refused to tell him, however she feared he would probably discover it at some point anyway. She was preparing herself to die before she told him - for the protection of the village.
Nobody died that night, for Inabikari fled the scene without committing a crime. He was smarter than to kill the wise-woman or a Leader. It was indeed considered a great sin to kill one’s Master. Over the years it may have been wondered about as to why a man so brutal and merciless as Inabikari would have paid any attention to whether an action was sin or not, but it is a conversation long forgotten in the past.
Inabikari left the village that night, and never returned in the knowledge of many.
On the field of battle, he met the man he was raised to destroy - a demon raised against a ‘righteous man’. However, the man was also prepared; Waterstone had trained under the influence of fear, expecting Chinako-Rubi to send leagues of horrific killers after him set on revenge, not one man. When Waterstone saw Inabikari racing towards him on the battle-field, he knew that this was the convoy sent by the village in his past where he sinned, and not the enemy he had come to fight against - but the other soldiers did not know that, they just knew they didn’t recognise the insane man attacking a fellow soldier.
Without knowing his summoning name Inabikari had no chance against an entire army.
Much blood was shed, splattered across a woodland battlefield as an icy wind howled through the dark trees, blowing pine needles around in all directions, creating havoc amongst the already present mayhem.
In the mess, despite Inabikari’s hardest attempts, he was finally brought to his knees on the edge of the forest by the man he had sworn to destory, a sword driven through his stomach, crimson blood pouring from his mouth, clotting his long blonde hair together in red clumps, his eyes grew blank, and his body was left to rot. It is said that in the summer nettles grew around the corpse, to warn off travellers, as though the body could be revived once more, even in it’s state.
Even to the village, the death of Inabikari was a relief, but the fact remained that the revenge had not been enacted.
Despite this, the thought of another like him being born was a terror.
It was more than 2 centuries before another Guardian would be born, and the villagers of Chinako-Rubi wouldn’t be the only ones to discover the horrors of someone cursed with being a bringer of death.