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❝ halcyon days pt i ❞
Portals.
The things that connect our world to another dimension, one filled with monsters. Creatures that are more gruesome than your worst nightmare. They have no regard for human life. Humanity is practically bugs compared to the likes of them, and they are willing to stamp them out without a second thought.
The people who fight these creatures are known as "Hunters". Hunters risk their life daily, and so they are treated well. They are cherished, respected, loved.
Case in point: Hunter Eden.
Named after the legendary garden in which Adam and Eve resided in the Bible, she was one of the most powerful S-Rankers ever known, despite being a Healer. She was incredibly strong in her own right, despite rarely ever relying on her healing abilities. Known to crack steel with a single punch, she was usually depicted with a triumphant fist in the air. Up until her untimely death, she was so popular that she had her own clothing line.
Even so, her civilian identity was a closely guarded secret. The reasoning behind this was to protect any people she might have cared for, as her title of "Incredibly Powerful S-Ranker" would have garnered her quite a few enemies. Truly, only a few people knew her real name.
And even fewer knew what she left behind after death.
When you're little, you meet a boy. It's nothing special. He's nothing special, even with his eyes that shine like miniature moons. But to you? To you, he's everything.
It starts like this;
It's your first day of your new school. You, newly turned 13 years old, are inexplicably nervous. Which is so weird because? You're strong. You know you're strong. This was supposed to be trained out of you. You have no right to be nervous. You're supposed to be strong. But right now, you're still a kid and all you have is yourself, and the Charizard plushie you've lovingly named Jiho. But you can't show your nerves. No weakness, no fear.
You take a deep breath. You can do this. Definitely. Totally. Absolutely. You're the strongest here. You can protect them. You can protect everyone. You take a breath, followed by your first step into the school courtyard.
There's. . .
. . .so many people.
There are going to be so many eyes on you, watching you. Staring. Looking for weakness. But you're supposed to be strong, you can't—
