Battle Between Races (FWKHR Book 3)

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𝕺𝖓𝖊 𝕪𝖊𝖆𝖗 𝖑𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖗....

In a realm that looked like a fairy paradise a group of teens walked with brisk steps towards their destination. They were currently on a long bridge that crossed a body of sparkling water. It was a lake that reflected the sunlight, it is still and calm like a mirror.

These teens wore white tail coat jacket over a different colour of the rainbow shirt underneath. Matching white pants were worn and white boots. The only female was wearing a white pleated skirt but she didn't seem to appear out of place with the others. On their fingers they were wearing a silver ring with different color gems embedded.

This group of seven were quiet familiar as they were Cielo's guardians. They looked the same but over the one year they lived in this realm they were slight changes that could be observed.

" Its been a year, I wonder if we will be back soon.", Lambo murmured. The thirteen year old lightning was in a green shirt and he was handsome yet vibrant. His character was slightly more mature and rather calm.

" Most likely Cielo keeps giving us less missions around this time so its a possibility that we will go back with him.", Hayato assumed. The eighteen year old storm was in a red shirt inside his white tail coat. His steps were measured and his gait was relax.

" We have been talking, he did mention that the demon lords would start to make their move after the heirs were crowned.", Takeshi assured. The eighteen year old rain was nonchalant and calm, his temperament was cool. His blue shirt beneath his white tail coat made him resemble a noble prince.

" Ohhhh~", Mukuro teased, " You two love birds are one of a kind. The emperor and his prince charming, what a lovely title. So you two talk on the dates you go on?" The eighteen year old mist was ever playful and mischievous. His indigo shirt peeked out from beneath his tail coat.

When everyone heard the subject change they all had funny expressions. Takeshi's ears were red. He coughed, " Although Cielo, who is not a human, and is the Emperor of the Supreme realm at the center of the universe he is like humans when it comes to love. We do what normal couples do on dates which include talking.

(AN: This realm is located at the center of the universe they live in. Its called the Supreme realm because it was created for the one that could keep balance between the races. Cielo took two weeks back in book one to locate the exact coordinate for this realm. Here he is the emperor and this realm was like a fairy paradise.

Anyone that lives here with the emperor's blessing gets to extend their lifespan and can live up to three hundred years or more. Its different for those who share a close bond with the emperor, like his guardians, can share his life span and live over a thousand years.

This realm can also connect the human world, demon realm, and monster zones in one. With the emperor's permission others can gain entrance to Supreme realm. He alone controls it, and he can use the power of the realm at his disposal.)

" Brother didn't mean to tease you Takeshi. After all its great Cielo now accepts you. Right Mukuro nii?", Chrome said ever so sweetly. She was holding onto Kyoya's arm. Her inside blouse was indigo. It was buttoned all the way up, but this made her all the more attractive to her other half who was happy to be close to her. His shirt was purple. This couple was sharp, sweet, and deadly.

" Nagi, you should comment less on other couples.", Kyoya gave her a smile. Chrome returned his smile, " Of course Kyo chan."

" That last mission was the right amount of extreme for me. I am all pumped up for this upcoming battle between the races!", Ryohei exclaimed. They had entered through a dome where they were teleported to their destination which was a garden filled with flowers.

Two persons had also just teleported here. It was Bianchi and Futta. Bianchi was in a silver dress that shimmered each time she moved. Futta the thirteen year old ranking prince had longed discarded that title and now is known as Futta the star caster mage. He and his protector Bianchi the poison queen were a pair of Cielo's unique guardians.

When the nine met up they were greeted by maids and butlers who bowed to them. The gave a polite nod and walked towards a pavilion. There was an individual sitting relaxed on a chaise overlooking the scenery of the garden.

Eighteen year old Cielo hadn't changed a lot. His long white hair was bun in a crown with blue snowflake shaped gems. The back was blowing in the wind. His blue eyes weren't cold at this point but they were narrowed. Their was a blue magic circle the size of a thumb in the middle of his forehead.

His white skin complimented the white turtleneck sweater he was wearing with white pants that covered his long legs. He was wearing white boots. Seeing the others approaching he placed his tea cup down and welcomed them with a smile, " Welcome back."

" Its good to be back!", they said in unison.

Cielo looked beyond them and said with a meaningful smile, " I am going to open the realm once more, its time for the BATTLE OF THE RACES."