February 27, 3130 In the raging breeze, at a deserted castle within the vastness of fine dust. A silver-haired man and a black-haired woman stood in front of the castle of ruins. The white-haired man gulps nervously as it slowly knocks on the gigantic gate. THUG THUG THUG Despite the soft knock, the travel of sound through the gate is enough to make goosebumps arise. However, else is nothing but the soaring sound of the wind, making the enormous door rickety in an uneasy way. The man attempts another knock. Before its hand made contact with the door, the door blew to smithereens. Revealing eight figures with the eighth being the man’s alchemist. It has come that the figures have known by them as the infamous savage terrorist group “Felentinna”. With a knocked guard, the man has come unknowingly about a certain event. Being split up, the man’s gaze is in search of the woman while avoiding consecutive attacks by the five figures of the Felentinna. Tumbling upward, downward, side

After two hours of walking, the boy frailly reached home, lost enough blood to make his vision blurry, he saw an incoherent silhouette of a red-haired woman approaching in his direction and passed out. Thirty minutes have passed, and the boy starts to wake up. Still having a blurry vision, the red-haired woman is holding the boy’s hand in her face as it performs ancestral hand signs. A green specter glare starts to come out from the woman’s hand as she continues the movement. “Continuous Seal: Complete Heal” The woman then placed its palm with the specter light on the boy’s chest, the light rapidly scattered to the boy’s body and healed the bruises and open wounds it passes, then it traveled inside to his body healing the damaged tissues, internal bleedings, small fractures, and lastly the blood addition slowly bringing the boy’s vision to normal. The boy realizes that the red-haired woman is his mother and rapidly hugs her tight with despair in his eyes. “Ko, where is…” A sudde

From a distance, Naiyhto can feel the pressure from the energy that Vincent released in such a long time. Raiden does feel it too, but his paralysis prevented him from reacting, yet he is still shocked. "Hmn, flexing too MUCH?" Naiyhto responds as he does 20 ancestral hand signs, then incants 20 Seals: Flash Step, teleporting himself to Vincent. Naiyhto draws closer with a smirk. Coldly, Vincent goes to a stance, keeps his katana on his left shoulder, and swiftly draws it forward. It then disappeared into thousand hexagon pieces floating around him. I thought I’ve made friends, Instead, I’ve made the ones who will cause my own to perish. “Sword Style, Manipulate: Rushing Barrier” The hexagons stopped floating, and each materialized into razor-sharp slash rays connecting to a nearby hexagon and slowly forming a sphere of continuous slashes protecting Vincent within. As Naiyhto continue his flash step, he noticed the rushing light of slashes drawing in his direction. He managed to

June 10, 3142, 10:20 AM. HSMA interrogation room. A sound of beaten flesh surrounded the silence of the isolated underground room below Homura. Then follows a splat of blood rushing like rain as blows throw it away from the figure’s beaten-up body. Behind the beat-up is a soundproof glass work with a single fluorescent producing a classical-yellow glare representing the aging item. The light reveals a black-haired man in the same HSMA uniform as the one who’s beating up. There, the man examines a familiar syringe with every piece of equipment the room had. [HSMA Uniform: A sign of being an official member of Homura Secret Mission Agency consisting of a funnel-collared black long sleeve with a certain color combination which tells a member what area of Homura he/she will focus on] The man grabs a flashlight and holds it with his mouth aiming forward as he picks up the scalpel and slowly sliced the syringe. Getting a test tube, he transferred the droplets of the sketchy liquid into i

June 9, 3142, Lissclion clan residence. Blaze is standing, observing something at a window. He watches the situation outside in a hollow as a cry of a little boy kept louder in grunts. As he watches the beating, he recalls the news he saw in the last month of the fourth. He then crunched both of his hands inside his pockets as he recalled every word the boy spoke at that specific news and aggressively gritted his teeth. That guy, His words annoy me, Even just a syllable of it, It makes me puke to myself. But even so, He is strong, And his strength, Interest’s me A knocking sound came from the other side of his room and a woman clearing her throat followed. Blaze casually turned his head towards it, and calmly stomped his left foot twice. “This is Maid Aeris, someone has come to meet you, Master Lissclion” Blaze slowly walked to the door and stopped near it with a cold expression, and sighed. “For seven dang years, Master Lissclion is nonexistent” Without Maid Aeris’s answ