In all likelihood, the world will end in fire. If our present-day universe is not the Nether, the mind cannot fathom what lies beneath.
Curses roam the world, nourish off the emotive brains of humans. Humans unfortunately are not perfect. They can never be. The body is a fragmented sunken place bearing shattered dreams and morbid memories.
Good never prevails.
Homo sapiens are always caught up in their inferior self never forgetting the catalysts to their agony. Can they be blamed though? When has the moral ever been enough to bury the immoral?
Good and bad are intertwined in a melancholy romp. Pain impacts one's soul more than pleasure. Pain feels as if one's heart is being crushed in one's chest, sometimes being tore from the being. How can one live like that? How can one ever forget? How can one ever be whole again?
This world is a cycle of misery.
Being born here isn't a blessing, you must endeavour to find your purpose and seek peace in your life.
Prosperity can be possible.
Living a life interwoven with curses, makes that possibility sink into hopelessness. Is happiness possible in a world of trauma? That all depends on one's internal strengths. How capable can someone be to find bliss in this eclipsing world?
It is all in the mind.
When we become open to all the possibilities, then we become limitless.
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"I will never go to your stupid sorcery school."
Behind the grooves and chalky aisles, three figures stood behind an ordinary high school.
"I told you guys this, not once, not twice, probably a billion times already, I don't want this responsibility. I don't care how unusual the world is full with curses, I don't want to be some saviour just because I can see them." She stared forth into the eyes of the two students before her. "I just want to live a normal life. I wish you guys would respect that."
It was mid-day and Kurosawa Kanae was confronted by two students from Tokyo Jujutsu High. The three students took sanctuary behind the high school seeking solace from the bustling environment.
The air was thick and warm though stuffy from the chatting students in the near background. Drama and emotions were constantly high and running through the campus. For the three, it was important they stayed discreet.
The student that stood tall and stiff before her took an exhausting sigh. "I understand your thought processes Kurosawa I truly do, but the higher ups will not accept this. The only reason we appeared here, is because your family won't let us in their compound, but our advisors don't care."
"I don't know what to say Nanami." Kanae had now crossed her arms jerking her head into the wall behind her. "I honestly don't want to give you a difficult time, but I cannot be swayed to change the trajectory of my life."
At this point, her and Nanami Kento were well aquatinted. Tokyo Jujutsu High had originally started off sending big bruiting men to recruit her as a future sorcerer, but noticing how unimpressed her family was especially her father, they found the only means of getting her to come was through convincing her. What better way to get a student to transfer schools? With a student from another school of course!
Nanami Kento wore the classic Jujutsu High uniform coating his tall slender figure. His ash blonde hair complimented his face and attire well, contrasting the darkening colours and swooping to the right side of his face. His stoic expression amplified with his thin eyebrows and thin dark eyes.
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