Clang!*
Peng*
Mana clattered like metal swords, Shuuta was fending off a spike that was pointy and sharp at the tip with his skull-like scales.
He could feel a small pinch on his forearm.
"Back off!" Shuuta emitted a strange force that pushed the reaper away from him some yards.
Such action attracted many more reapers towards him, leaving the boy regretful.
Shuuta found himself in a pinch! Many ghouls and dark spirits roamed a graveyard that seemed ordinary to any passer-by.
"Damn you Noara!!" Shuuta yelled from the top of his lungs, clenching his fists.
"S-Shuuta-Kun…I'm sorry, I can't deal with ghosts…" After a small maiden with light blue hair said those words, her soul came out of her cherry lips.
"Kurumi!!" Shuuta held her lifeless body…not! The loli was passed out from her
"The Storm is coming, a very elaborated group of individuals, manufactured to eliminate all life on every spectacle of living, all domains, all spaces and dimensions, a storm that will eradicate corruption and evil. They call themselves Shūryō." She stopped wanting to see their reactions. Kurumi paid attention like a kitten with a laser, words crossed her ears. Hikaru was completely lost, he has never heard of such a group before. And well Shuuta...was just being Shuuta. Noara popped some veins, she kept going with her explanation. "You remember that kid Hikaru? Mazumi was it?" Hikaru flinched at the name, his old pal was something he couldn't forget. "What happened to him?" "What, you say? He's being captivated inside the school's inner dungeon." Noara hadn't just realized what she said, one single motion made her realize with a regretful expression.
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
Shuuta led her to the school rooftop, where no students were roaming, only the prez, Shuuta, and the chunni. "Beat me at a one-on-one combat." Kakoyo was left speechless, she was truly excited, up until this moment, now she had to hurt the boy that she admired the most. 'Heh. Check-mate, I turned the tables, my win, it's over. I know that you would never hurt the "Demon King" even if it meant joining my team.' It was a difficult choice, she wanted to join Shuuta through his adventures, but...hurting the person she loved? That was inconceivable! Truly of a Demon King! "I accept." Silence, the boy hadn't expected that response, Hikaru just stood there watching both of them. "So she decided to fight Shuuta, I can't wait to finally see her Magic." Kakoyo's Magic is unknown to every Mystic inside of Memoria
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
A red-haired boy was strolling around trying to find the library, he found himself lost because his senses were still dim after...karate-chopping his nether region. He still couldn't rid Yuri of his mind, she became more assertive...even more than Hanako! How is that humanly possible?! It was unbelievable, Shuuta finally understood how Yuri truly feels...not to mention, "I'll gladly give him my soul, my body and mana..." Shuuta parroted her exact words. Shuuta face palmed and sighed. "What am I going to do?" He remembered the promise that he'd made to the scary ghost, but to betray such a promise? He couldn't bring himself to do it, but on the other side of the coin, his childhood friend was showing more and more signs of love towards him. "Let's not forget about the chunni..." The word "Mater" echoed with a gentle voice. "A
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
Shuuta reached the wild-mannered boy with a shattering blow to his side, only to have defected from his trajectory, his fists missed and suddenly the demonic skull cracked, with a sudden wail coming from the fist. "Arght!" Shuuta clutched his fist in pain. Shuuta felt a cold hand grip his neck from behind, he then found himself flying through the air, his body slamming to a force of energy. His body then slammed on the ground creating a huge dust screen. "Entertain me more! Amuse me more!" Shuuta ran past the screen and shot a Demonic Skull-like projectile. "[Devourer Seeker!]" His voice shouted. "Useless!" Yaseiko extended his body and waited for the seeker to strike. Boom!* "Did that get him?" Shuuta saw a dust screen expand once more and waited to see the orange-haired boy. Th
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