III: Back to My Roots...

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Welcome. The hype was ablaze yet again. This book even made it to the high rankings. Thank you so much. I'll make Ruin right after this.

Enjoy.

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We make our way to the control room, which was nothing short of a journey. After a short fight that was ended due to my over whelming power, we made to the control room, where I saw the back of a dark-skinned boy. He notices our presence and looks at us.

"Hey...you're all together?" he asks.

"Yep. We're from the Astral Express!" March says. I elbow tapped Dan.

"I assume this is Arlan?" I ask him. 

He simply answers my question with a nod.

"Oh... did Madam Herta send you all to help?" Arlan asks. 

"You can say its a coincidence," Dan tells him, "We were actually here to deliver the rare relic Herta sent us to find. We didn't expect to arrive during an invasion."

"Now that I think about it, Why did the Anti-Matter Legion target you guys? They just ignored the surface of the planet and went straight to the space station.

"I...have no idea. The Legion came around the time the security system suddenly failed. It was a very suspicious time to strike."

As he kept speaking, I decided to look around the room. In the back were these lockers that didn't look like they were from here. I approached the locker that had a note on it. 

It read: 

"Don't ask how this came here. Just know that you're going back to your roots."

-Unknown

I did what the note asked, not ask any questions and open the locker.

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GASP

"Your leg and dominant hand were injured," Dan said, "You were wise not to--"

"YEEEEEEEEEEEESSS!"

Everyone turned in my direction. They saw me holding a uniform colored midnight blue with a headband on top.

"Oh, I haven't seen this in ages!" I exclaimed. I was so excited about this that I sped out of the room.

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"Anyways, you were wise not to--"

"I'm Back~!" I said, speeding back into the room. I pranced around the room in my original outfit, as if I was on a bed of flowers.

 I pranced around the room in my original outfit, as if I was on a bed of flowers

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