A person in formal military uniform, with medals and awards of his military service. On his right is a Philippine flag. He grabbed the flag and kissed it, later he took a deep breath before entering the hall of the United Nation Republic. The room is filled with squabbles between twenty four leaders and representatives of nations sitting on a round table. Debating for the decision of the majority of leaving one gate. 

“I THINK YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND DONALD FRUMP THAT LEAVING ONE GATE COULD RUIN THE EFFORTS OF COUNTLESS LIVES IN DRIVING THOSE BITCHES OUT!” Representative of Russian said

“Watch your tone, Russian. You have a bold statement. Have you forgotten you didn't help during the first wave?” a German representative said coldly.

Tensions rise between the two representatives.

“That's Enough! We don’t want another conflict over a small petty talk.” Sir Cornwall, Prime Minister of Greater Britain, slammed his fist on the round table

“Leaving one gate in operation could give us an answer of what is on the other side! I know all of us here in this round table are curious to see what's on the other side, am I right? and probably we could colonize and take some resources that we need in order for us to survive in this war torn world we live in! do you all…” President of the US was frantically cut off by one of the representative from the Philippines 

"Mr. President, distinguished representatives of the United Nations Republic. We stand today at a crossroads, born from the blood of millions. For years, our global discourse has been fractured: do we seal the gate that cost us so many lives, or do we embrace the peace it was meant to secure?

By majority vote, we have chosen the latter. We have maintained a single gateway and established a forward operating base within the interior. Before you lies a comprehensive dossier detailing our findings. We expected a hellscape—a realm of myths and monsters—but the reality is startlingly familiar. To provide a full briefing on this new world and its viability for colonization, I give the floor to Colonel Javier Rodriguez, Commanding Officer of the First Exploration Division."

In the back room

“Thats your que Colonel” a woman in twenties wearing a military uniform, and a military pencil skirt that covered her knees and she opened the door 

“Thank you Amalia” Colonel Rodrigeuz said

Amalia just bowed and Cornel Rodriguez stepped inside the hall of the United Nations Republic.

“To the distinguished leaders and representatives of the UNR. before you are documents of our detailed report. As the Rajah of the Philippines had said, the world beyond the gate isn’t what we thought of…” Colonel Rodriquez's face turned serious. 

Inside a humble residential unit, a family of two, celebrating a birthday party. 

“Happy 18th birthday Kael!” His mother said

“Thank you mom!” Kael replied with eyes wide over the chocolate cake his mother had made

“Make a wish” his mother said excitedly 

Kael closed his eyes, smiled and blew the birthday candles. His mother looked at him

“What did you wish for, anak?” His mother asked

“I’ll join the UNR Forward Exploration Battalion. I am eighteen already” 

His mother's expression turned dark. 

“I am sorry son I will not accept this, you must go to college and have a decent and safe work rather than be inside of the unknown. You’re father lost..” his mother said trembling on the floor

“Mom!!” Kael rushed to his mother whose hands were trembling from the trauma of losing her husband.

“Don’t worry mom, I promise I’ll return home every 6 months.” He hugged his mother.

“Don’t tell me you’re best friends are joining? You don’t know what it felt like during the war 18 years ago. You were still inside of me, when the UNR soldiers were desperately trying to close the eighth gate. Do you know what the UNR decided!? They kept that very gate your Father sacrificed his life to close it!”

“Mom, be quiet, somebody will hear you.” Kael said while looking around the unit, if someone heard that.

“Mom, I want to avenge Father. And also, being an UNRA Marine of the FEB, pays a lot, and it could help us out of debt that father’s pension and assistance couldn’t cover.” Kael looked in his mother's eyes.

“You had his eyes and determination. Promise me you’ll return home safe.. Or I will have nothing to live for.” His mother said while trying to stand

“I promise mom, every six months, I’ll visit you okay?” Kael replied while helping her mom to get fit and took a chair out from the table and let her sit. Her mother stood again and looked at Kael.

“Follow me, since you decided to be a Marine, then it is time…” His mother said expressionless.

Kael followed behind her as they went to his father's study room. That was locked for years since his death. Kael has never been inside the room ever since he was a child. He tried multiple times to remote access it, smashed the electronic lock for it to break and open. Still it won’t budge. However Kael didn’t realize that it was only a decoy. The real lock was just at the center of the door. His mother touched the lock with her hands and it opened. 

Inside the walls are filled with bookshelves in front of it was a small desk and a computer that was still on. The room wasn’t giving off a dusty smell since the whole unit was air purified, meaning air is filtered so that not a single dust is found. Her mother went to the book shelves and pulled a book lever and it opened. Revealing a black katana, its hilt is wrapped in black cotton fabric with three menuki golden Sampaguita designs on both sides. A Sampaguita Kashira, locked the whole hilt in place. 

Kael’s eyes widened as he saw the sword. His mother took a katana and handed it gently to Kael.

“All your schooling at the Dojo is for you to use this Kael. It isn’t an ordinary sword, but rather one of the ten great weapons hand made by Kakashi Minamoto.”

“Wait! Sensei?? My sensei at the dojo made ten of these?” 

“Yes, anak. These blades he made were only made from the ten top generals' swords. Your father was handpicked by the science division to test this. Him having a huge mana pool. He became a lab rat” His mother chuckled. 

“Mr, Minamoto kept on saying that you instinctively inherited your father's sword style, that’s why you're fit for this sword. It is called Inazuma. Before you unsheathed it..” Her mother was cut off when Kael unsheathed the sword, and it revealed a black blade. It raised it up high, and he could hear a hum of thousand thundering clouds inside. The sword shakes in Kael’s hand. But Kael gripped the blade using both his hands to control it.

“Mom! It's sucking out my mana!! arghhh”

“Control it Kael! Tame it, don't let it control you!”

As Kael’s mana was sucked into the sword, it created a swirling line that reached to the tip of the sword. The books from the books shelf swirled around Kael. Some of them hit his mother

“MOM!!” Kael shouted out in concern for his mother

Lightning crackled out from the sword and slowly it revealed its true color, the blade revealed engravings of lightning. The scabbard turned yellow and the hilt turned white, with the kashira at the end turned yellow revealing a Sampaguita crest. 

“Let me.. Inazuma. Let me use you.”

Kael’s breath hardened, and was covered with sweat. He raised the sword and slashed all the power out from it and the books stopped swirling and fell one by one like droplets of rain. HIs mother looked at him proudly for a glimpse she saw of his husband inside her son. She rushed forward and hugged him. 

After six month training Inside a military truck 

Kael awoke from a bump as the military armored truck moved along the old battlefield towards the eighth gate, radiation of magic still lingers on the battlefield. That only a specialized military transport vehicle can cross it. Five seconds within the battlefield can melt your skin and die from magic and nuclear radiation. Kael looked outside the window, it was dawn and he could see the glimpse of the old battlefield that his father was in. He took a deep breath and exhaled it all

“I am here now dad, please watch over me within this blade.” Kael thought while clenching onto his father’s blade. 

The truck stopped and Kael could hear the driver mumble something inside the driver seat and the ground rumbled and the rest twelve that were sleeping woke up from a deep, resonant vibration that feels more like a shudder in the ground than a sound in the air. It sounds like the earth itself is being pried open. At the gate the truck moved forward inside the gate house. Then later stopped for decontamination.

“High level of radiation detected. Decontamination sequence required.”

“Accepted” the driver said over the coms

“Decontamination sequence initiated.”

The driver then pressed the button on his left side for the comms inside the truck

“Attention to all inside my truck, close all windows, and secure the back door and the trapdoor above for decontamination!”

“This is it! Right Sarge Kael? Yeah… get yourselves ready. Follow what our driver said.” 

“Yes, sir!” his squad shouted in unison, as they moved and checked their own windows and the trap door above them. While the rest followed their example and looked at them with a mix of nervousness and rivalry. The squad of four Kael is in; was handpicked by Kakashi Minamoto to use the four out of the ten great weapons. Inazuma a katana, Tempest a bow and fires moonlight arrows. Sol Ignis is a spear that channels power from the sun, Gaia Staff that focuses on healing and restoration. They were trained separately to use the great weapons that deliver victory against the invasion. All nine were stored in the Science Division armory facility, except for Inazuma—the sword that will teleport to wherever the user is.

When Kael’s father died, the sword kept floating, unsheathed. Even though the body was removed from the battlefield, the sword remained. Fifteen men from the Science Division who tried to bring Inazuma to its scabbard suffered fatal injuries as they got close to the blade.

Kakashi Minamoto then tried bringing Kael, who was a newborn. Countless officers rejected the idea of bringing the newborn to the battlefield, but he insisted and followed his theory. Inazuma only calms down when a close family member is related to its first user. With the touch of Kael’s small hands, they managed to sheathe the blade. Since then, the blade has remained within Kael’s family.

The truck took a turn and went inside to one of the barracks and stopped. 

“Alright.. GET OUT FROM MY TRUCK YOU FOOLS! WELCOME TO CAMP EIGHT!