1 Chapter 1: Spark (1/2)

It was raining hard and Santi was soaking wet. His body was full of bruises while his clothes torn beyond recognition. He was kneeling down facing the muddy dirt while a foot was pressing his head deeper to the mud. Not far away from them is a ravaged sepak takraw stage with the net full of holes.

Cement floors have deep cracks all over the place, burnt shoes are scattered around and an occasional splatter of blood can be seen. The surroundings appeared as if it was currently being demolished.

Santi's eyes were full of burning hatred and determination but his body was barely able to move.

”So this is your specialty?” A man around three years older than him was playing a sepak takraw ball. His eyes have weird blue lights shining. He was around two meters tall and his name is Lyan.

Santi's older and only remaining brother after his other eight siblings died mysteriously.

”You have been playing sepak takraw for more than ten years and you are still this weak?” The man asked with mocking expression. Santi only glared back as a reply.

”I heard you are the perfect player for this game and you have an outstanding undefeated record in every match garnering you the title as the Legend of Four Corners, but now, it seems to me it was all just a joke.”

Santi's was about to retort back but the feet pushed his head deeper to the mud stopping him from uttering a word.

”Today...” Lyan took his feet away from Santi's head and sat down before his crippling little brother.

”Today is the day that you lost, ” Lyan uttered every word slowly while holding Santi's face up by his palm.

”You even proudly declare that you do not need teammates to win any match. yet, you can't even make a single score against me.” He let go of Santi's face then stood up.

”I.. will.... defeat... you..” Santi slowly declared despite the difficulty in breathing.

”Today, your title as the legendary so-so is mine.” Lyan followed with a menacing smile.

”You are weak Santi! I gave you all the time or resources to practice but this is all you got?! I'd rather see you dead like the rest of our brothers!” These words put a heavy impact on Santi.

As Santi values the memories of his other deceased brothers whom he lost when he was just still just a kid. Every one of them cherished him as he was the youngest and cutest one. But now, he only has Lyan who seems to have become a person he does not recognize anymore.

”You are a waste of our blood! You disgust me Santi.” Lyan added.

Santi's undefeated record brought him pride. Wherever he goes, people would respect him.