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Agni Blackheart

Small, Smiling Light
Is your life enjoyable?
It is for someone else.
Your very will deceives you.
Welcome to the new definition of survival...


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??th Day
Time: Deadly Night

BGM: Grandma (Destruction) [NieR: Automata]
This is no longer my home... this is now a hell I've been put into... Everything has changed just in some days. I don't even know what's what, who's friend or who's foe.

"I found a Heretic. I will purify him!"
"No way... I won't fall here! Not now!"

Gods and demons... I don't know what they're up to, but our lives are nothing but playthings to them. We've been thrown into some stupid game they did to decide who's best. And here I thought that rock-paper-scissors was a stupid thing...

"There's a Heretic and a Illuminado here! Get those pricks!"
"Damn... alone I won't be able to... unless I...!"

It all began days ago...
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1st Day
Time: Daytime

BGM: Via ad scholam [Puella Magi Madoka Magica Portable]
It was a normal day like any other. The sun was shining brightly through the window and directly into his sleeping face. Feeling the warmth, he woke up with a long yawning and went to his closet. "Alright... my shirt... my jeans... my jacket... black sneakers... gloves... there." He spoke, picking his clothes. Despite they weren't all in good conditions, he loved to use those simple clothes, instead of using some chic clothing. The mirror showed his messy dichromatic hair as he began tidying himself up. After putting the clothes, he gave himself two slaps in the cheeks and left the room.

"Good morning, Big Bro!" a tiny voice spoke. It was his sister, the little and cute Claire. She gave him a hug, but her reach was limited to his hips. He gave her a little pat, crouched and kissed her forehead. "Good morning, sis. Slept well?" He asked her. "Yup! Breakfast's ready!" She spoke, happy. "Claire, haven't I already told you to not use the kitchen alone? Did you do everything carefully?" He asked, worried. "I diiiiiid! I didn't use the pointy knives and I used the microwave!" Claire spoke, bothered. Lucent gave her a little laugh, and picked a cup of coffee while she drank a chocolate-flavored milk.

Looking at the hour, he picked up a piece of bread and began leaving. "Alright, I'll eat on the way. Take care and don't skip on school!" He said. "Alright! Big Bro, I love you." She spoke, waving. He waved back at her at left.

This is where begins the tale of people who were chosen to create a new future to humanity... or so, they will believe.
 
DAY 1

The morning was a sunny day, the birds were chirping, the cabinets and cats awaken from their slumber, and he starts to open his eyes and give out a big yawn to the world. He casually stretches outwards with ease slithering out of bed to prepare for his final days of high school and soon college life. He was living in this quiet apartment all by himself as he had no family but God's.

He starts humming a tune of joy tenderly as he makes his own toast . He waits patiently, awaiting for the light brown delicious toast. In time the toast finally popped out of its domain as with haste he grabs it and sticks it in his mouth running on his way to school.


Lugging his backpack with him he rushes down the stairs to the enterance of the complex finally witnessing his bus about to depart. He sprints as fast as his legs can withstand his energy and mental will as he lunges inside the bus and takes a seat gasping and breathing for his life.
 
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Day 1
Morning

The ungodly shriek of Edith's alram immediately made the young man practically jump out of his bed to turn it off. He would swear that after college the sound of that alarm would probably give him ptsd flashbacks. Cracking open his crust filled eyes, the man let out a yawn so huge it could have torn his face apart. He made his way to the bathroom and with a bleary smile in front of the mirror Edith's day had officially begun.

Taking a toothbrush and dabbing some toothpaste, Edith quickly scrubbed his teeth until it started to hurt, after which he then took the mouth wash and gargles no matter how much it burned the inside of his mouth. Spitting it out Edith went on with his daily routine by next combing his knotted hair until it didn't look like he hadn't slept for days. After some deodorant Edith was finally finished with his tidying up and with that came the best part of mornings, breakfast.

Taking the somewhat stale lucky charms that we're on top of the fridge, Edith poured them into a bowl with milk and began to casually eat. Luck wasn't on his side however once he noticed what time it was. Shoveling a few more bites into his mouth Edith quickly threw its soggy contents away and leaped out of his pajamas to the closest to find something to wear. Finding his old sweater and white button, up the young man threw them on and grabbed a pair of pants faster than a bullet. Finally he slipped on a pair of loafers and without forgetting the man finally fed his rabbit and raced out the door. Plopping himself on his trusty bike, Edith quickly sped towards the college campus.
 
The day seemed really bright. The news had said that there wouldn't be any sort of clouds, fog or rain, so the sun had its brilliant moment. This seems like the beginning of a bright day. Time to rush out to the streets and rush to school! He thought. Lucent picked up his inline skates from his bag. Even though today everyone loved to do skateboarding and cycling, he had preference to this.

BGM: Windy Hill (Sonic Lost World)
"Alright then... let's go!" He spoke while running as fast as he could. Soon, he already built a nice speed that could let him feel the breeze. His neighborhood wasn't filled with too many streets, so people mostly walked around. Speaking about this topic, Sereine is not filled with cars. There were those with preference on walking, taking the buses or trains... he was one who liked to skate around and zoom through town. Of course, that never meant that he was skating through the streets without looking. Most of the times, he was on the sidewalk. He was pretty used to it, so evading incoming people was easy. Of course, that never meant obstacles wouldn't appear.

"Ah! Kitty, come back!" A little girl from the other side spoke. When he looked, the cat stopped right in his direction to look back. In a fast moment, he crouched and grabbed the cat, With a spin, he stopped on his feet. "Well, aren't you a runaway? This is the third time you try to do this." He spoke while petting the cat, who began to purr happy. Lucent crossed the street carefully and gave the cat back to the little girl. "T-Thank you, Mr. Lucent! You saved Kitty!" She thanked him. "It was nothing, but take care of him well. Cats don't actually have seven lives." He said, winking at her. After that, he went ahead once again towards the streets.
 
After a exhausting ride at the schoolbus I finally caught up my breath and sluggishly evacuated from that public transport machine. I was terrible at endurance but I can sprint as fast as a rocket when I need to go. On the way there I saw a couple of friends waving to me like a maniac wanting me to come over to them. I raised my hand half way and lowers it politely declining their invitation but soon their faces turned pale and soon ran to class.

Courtyard-late morning


After seeing my friends panicking and running away I raise a brow and shrug before I feel a giant hand clench tightly onto my shoulder andthrew me to a wall.it was the school bullies that I don't care enough to recognize their name but I've had a scruff with them before, one of them tried to take advantage of Susie Moray , a sweet smallish junior at this school, I decided to break it up but then they decided to pick on me. Let's just say by the end an "accident" happened and one of their knees somehow got busted and now his other two goons want to get me back "Don't make it worse..... I have class to attend " I comment looking up at them sliding one of my hands up my back feeling the handle of my suppressor. "By how this is played, you aren't going anywhere squirt" they teased as the other that was not holding me against a wall pulled out his pocket knife and unsheathed it . " last warning .... " I murmured making it a bit harder to hear resulting in the one that pinned me lean his head in to try to understand what I said "huh?" He questioned as I slid out my suppressed pistol, capping the first one from pointing from under his chin as the other one tried to shank me, by a hair he stabbed his buddy as I pushed the corps towards him and went for a close-up headshot to finish the dirty work. I knew this was going to happen sometime soon but I'm happy enough it was on a day I was prepared. I dumped the bodies into the nearby dumpster and rub the fingerprints off of the gun and bodies so there is no leads pointing to me . The only evidence left is the poool of blood in the courtyard that I hope would evaporate by the end of the day. I had to dispose of the gun... I paid a good sum of money for it but I question myself if it was worth it or not.. regardless I had to dispose the evidence and all evidence so I wipe off fingerprints from the gun and bury it under a nearby bush before looking down to my hands and clothing. I looked fine but my hands had gun residue in it so I figure I have to clean it, i take a quick look at my watch and then I realize that the time is almost over for first period classes!!!
 
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Day 1
Morning
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The mesmerizing turning of the gears as he rode and the forceful wind against his head was almost pure ecstasy for the young man. It was as if all worries melted away and all that was left was the feeling of complete and total freedom. It's was almost scary how the hobby would let Edith tune out everything in the world. He probably wouldn't have even noticed a certain young man helping a little girl if it weren't for his striking black and purple hair that stood out from the neutral scenery. He used the brakes in hopes of getting a better look but right as he stopped it appeared as if the teen had dispeared. Rubbing his eyes in confusion, Edith couldn't help but wonder if the teen was just in his imagination. He would have had stayed in the area for longer if it weren't for the looming threat of being late. Saving his inquiries for later, the brunette put his feet back onto the pedals and continued his ride.

After a while of endless biking Edith had finally arrived at the campus. Compared to other colleges it was quite tiny and it didn't even make up for its size with its academics, but the tuition was shockingly cheaper than any other school nearby so of course Edith had decided on it as his choice. Chaining his bicycle to the rack, Edith quickly determined the fasted route to his course. With his bike completely secure he dashed off faster than a speeding bullet.
 
Day 1- 2nd period class

I was late... and I mean late late for first period" he says to himself softly trying not to be noticed. The school here is highly corrupt as it only gives a blind eye for rich kids and acts normal for poor. The events that happened in the courtyard made him feel traumatized but he had to do it...right? The only other option is death ... i think. He starts to get a bit paranoid from the killing but there was also another feeling ..... a sense of a rush you would say, adrenaline pumping through your veins, he felt bad for killing but he also knew it was better for them to not be on this world , it was gods plan .. he knew I had to do it, he would understand.. he thought before he realized that he mindlessly pondered himself into his own seat , only leaving the crazier part is that he teacher didn't even notice him!!! Blind but good in a way.

I normally sat in the back of the classroom with all of my friends and Susie. My two friends whom were my only I guess, sit next to me on left and right chairs as for Susie sat directly infront of me. My friends were more than worried about me but didn't dare to ask something because as blind as the teacher is she has ears of an owl. Susie turned her body around to face me and slapped me across the cheek for being late. I wouldn't blame her, she had this crush and everything for saving her and all . It was sweet but that slap hurt ! I sighed and jotted down a few notes that were most important before the class bell has rang for he end of first period. As everyone else started packing heir stuff and left I got out of my seat as Susie hugged me " I'll see you in third " she says in a cute fashion before packing her bags and running off leaving only me. I look down to my belongings and pack up before walking off to second period classroom . It's not like it's an intresting school, it teaches generally the same things that we learn in eighth grade but with a few electives to add. I take a seat and start onto my notes diligently...
 

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