A short and petite girl was making her way towards a self-proclaimed base of operations, only the chosen ones can enter such facility, in other words, her club.   She was reading a novel amid her stroll, only to be utterly horrified at a sudden moment.   BOOM!*   The windows in the halls shattered with a loud boom, sending many sharp pieces at her. The walls crumbled, the ceiling almost fell, and the school itself trembled whole, terrorizing all students around.   "Hiiiiii!" The girl shrieked out her lungs.   She luckily came out unscathed, a sharp piece embed itself in her book, her eye widened when she saw the book.   "He survived Nether...! Impossible! Just how unfairly strong is he?!"   Her name was Hamakawa Kakoyo. and her mind went blank as she heard someone scream such eloquent words.   She peeked through the s

The water burbles as many steps rapidly pass, faint breathing echoed in a dark corridor, its walls were white with an eastern style top, reeking of Japanese culture.   A woman was jittering as she ran for dear life, her kimono throttled as her body found herself in the air, she lurched up high enough to be at ceiling level.   "Stop her! By the Council Mystica, she will be executed for treason and confidential violation!" A man who wore a yukata and a big straw hat yelled, taking many residents' attention who rested at dusk.   Many left their little village huts, glancing confused by the fuss, everyone asked themselves: who was being perpetrated?   The woman who had a firm look in her eyes, jumped from house to house, landing on a huge Sakura tree; looking around for any Mystica Force.   She sighed and gasped for oxygen, she murmured. "I need to leave Hiroyama…" Her body stopped m

Shuuta had fallen asleep for a small moment, only to be gripped from his collar and yanked from his seat aggressively onto the wooden floor.   "Gak! What the-?!"   His eyes opened up to a beautiful lady, pointing his hands at him, embed with greenish mana.   "Who are you? And where am I?" Her voice was cold, yet elegant.   "Calm down! I'm Katashi Shuuta, the one that saved your life!" Shuuta hurried his mouth, thanks to Shuuta's hectic jabber, she managed to relax after hearing Shuuta's name.   "Katashi... I see, so you're that kid." Her expression was piercing and calculative, making Shuuta very uncomfortable.   "That kid? You know me?"   The pretty lady nodded continuing with her words.   "You opened up that Menos in the sky. You're infamous inside Hiroyama."   Wait, infamous? Shuuta wondered if

One would wonder what the eye can see through pure darkness, normally one would ponder at such a question and realize, that darkness is just a state of being, dark, black, the abyss, is it a color? or is it something else entirely.   Shuuta wondered that many times, and this particular time, he was in sight with darkness, as an entity, all he could see, and feel was the embodiment of darkness itself.   "Shuuta. We meet again." It said, if 'it' was a thing, Shuuta felt that 'it' was something else entirely.   "Who the hell are you? Are you even a monster?"   'It' started laughing, as if it wasn't the first time someone had told him that.   "I'm no monster, no. But I am me."   "What kind of answer is that, I don't even know who you are old man...old man?" Shuuta questioned himself; why did he say old man as if he knew him?   "Oh? Are you re

Shuuta had a wide grin plastered across his bright face.   He was strolling by the side of the school, with his Katana hanging from his back, he walked and walked through the side making his way to the back patio, where the land of dirt and grass resided, it was half a kilometer approximately, and was scorching because of the stinging sun.   Shuuta finally saw a man whistling away, killing his time. It was Kento, he also noticed Shuuta and raised his hand as a greeting. "You're here! Took you long enough."   Shuuta ran to his new mentor and waited for his further instructions.   "I see you're eager to train, I only decided to help you because you have potential. Your survival rate and low level showed me how good you are, so I'm expecting good results from you...umm-"   Shuuta glared despondently, only to speak up with resolve. "Shuuta, Katashi Shuuta!" He points at his chest and