(Art by Me)
A silver haired boy wanders around the testing ground, searching for allies, offering to bring them up the tower in his bag, in exchange for their aid.
The boy sighs in disappointment. "Another fool controlled by the higher-ups.", he mumbles to himself, looking down at the body on the ground.
He starts to wander again. Searching for more regulars to potentially recruit, when he comes across a girl standing in the middle of the open field, staring straight ahead.
Barefoot, knee length white hair tied into a ponytail, a sleeveless dress the color of the night sky, and a hair pin in the shape of...a star?
Bathed in the light of the sky, surrounded by golden stalks, she seemed to glow.
'She doesn't look particularly dangerous.', He thinks.
Before he can catch a glimpse of the girls eyes, a yell pierces through the air, alerting her.
The boy turns towards the source of the noise, greeted by a massive regular, charging straight at the petite girl, spear in hand.
'Time to see what she can do.', Thought the boy. If things got too messy he would intervene.
The girl has had 25 nights to prepare herself to lend her power to Night. And as a being of The Tower, some things come easier to her than most.
'To lend Night power, this girl cannot allow herself to die before even meeting one another. It is time to see how well she prepared', The girl thinks to herself, making up her mind to fight back the large man charging at her.
Raising her hand, the girl gathers 'energy' from her surroundings, compressing it into a disc, preparing to block the charge.
The large man charges at the girl, 'easy pickings.' he thinks.
As the large man draws closer, the girl widens her stance, preparing for impact. Just as his spear crashes into her 'energy' shield, she directs more 'energy' into her legs, and leaps into the air, and behind the large man.
Raising her hand once more, the girl draws more 'energy' from the air, compressing it into a multitude of small orbs.
With a wave of her arm, the orbs fire thin beams of 'energy' at the large man.
Not wanting to fatally wound a living being, she directs the 'energy' to the mans legs, piercing them, leaving him immobilized.
The silver haired boy watches as the other regular charges at the small girl, curious to see what kind of abilities she could have.
His eyebrows raise as she holds up an arm. Nothing happens for a moment.
The boy jolts in his position when shinsu starts to gather in front of the small girl. 'A wave controller? On the first test?'.
The boy watches the encounter with renewed interest.
He watches with curiosity as the shinsu begins to take the shape of a disc. 'To have such control over shinsu so early in the tower, where did this girl come from? Could she be from one of the great families?'
The boy has only ever heard of shinsu in the shape of a disc, and even then, it's rumored to be the signature move of a ranker.
He watches as the girl braces for impact, standing her ground even as a man nearly three times her size rams his spear into her shinsu shield.
The girl leaps into the air, twirling to land behind the large man. 'I see...She enhanced her legs with shinsu.' The boy smirks. She will do nicely as an ally.
As the girl raises her arm once more, the boy can only watch in awe at her next action.
The boy stares in shock, jaw slack, as 25 baangs appear around the girl, small in size but great in power, placed in such a way that they look like the legend of the stars at the top of the tower.
At a wave of the girls arm, the boy watches as the baangs shoot towards the man. So many would surely kill him.
But at another small gesture of the girls hand, the baangs are directed towards the mans legs, incapacitating him.
The man cries out, clutching his legs in pain, gaping at the petite girl in front of him. Fear fills his face as the girl approaches him, cowering under her.
She reaches out her hand, stopping as it hovers over his legs.
Preparing for the worst, the boy takes a step back.
The girls hands start to glow, covered in shinsu.
The mans screams quiet down as the wounds on his legs heal. He looks up at the girl responsible for both his injury and recovery. He stands up, once again towering over the girl.
She speaks
Voice coarse and rough, almost as if it's never been used, the girl says one simple command.
"Go."
The large man wastes no time in snatching up his spear and sprinting as far away as his newly-healed legs could carry him.
The boy decides that this is the best chance he would get to ally with the girl.
He coolly walks towards the girl, who hasn't moved since she spoke, showing no signs he had seen the encounter.
The boy faced the girl standing in the field, and spoke. "Hello, my name is Khun Aguero Agnes, who might you be?"
The girl stared back at him. He catches a glimpse of her eyes. They're golden.
Khun stood waiting at the girl, whose face was scrunched up as if trying to process his words. She opened her mouth but no words came out. Trying again, she started in a voice just as coarse as before. "I...I am a Being of The Tower."
Khun stared, waiting for further introduction. When he received none, he sighed in exasperation.
The girl spoke again, with less difficulty this time. "I...apologize if...my answer is not...to your..liking...it is the only one...I am...able to...provide.", Her voice slowly becoming smother the more she talked
"I'm asking for your name. You have one, right?" Khun asks in a friendly but firm tone.
The girl furrows her brows in thought. "...My name?" Her eyebrows knit closer together. "My name...My name is...Magda. I am Magda."
'Magda. She called herself a Being of The Tower, I guess it's fitting.', He thought with a quiet chuckle.
Khun smirked at the girl, holding out his hand. "Well then, Magda. Would you like to climb The Tower with me?"
(Authors Note)
Well there's our main girls name! Magda means "From the Tower" in Hebrew, I thought it was fitting.
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