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ꏂꉣ꒐ꇙꄲ꒯ꏂ 1

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Waking up in the morning has always been something I couldn't do. Probably because I never sleep. If I do manage to fall asleep it would be pointless because I'd be awoken by the nightmares.

My name is Mizu. I'm known as the only abnormality in Japan.

22 years ago, gates were put up surrounding Japan in order to keep the Europeans out and it worked until 4 men snuck in and raped several women including my mother. All the children that were born of these women were killed. Except for me. I don't know why they didn't kill me, I wish they did.

I've set off on a path to kill those 4 men. I've managed to kill one of them, Nigel Hamilton. He however wasn't my father because he had emerald green eyes. The next man I'm off to kill is Abijah Fowler.

It's said that he has the same blue eyes like mine but I'll only know for sure when I've finally killed him.

☰ ☱ ☲ ☳ 2 weeks☴ ☵ ☶ ☷

It's been 2 weeks since I've started looking for Fowler. I've just reached a different town hoping that this one will have at least one person who has any information about Fowler. But first I need food.

I made my way to a noodle house and took a seat in a secluded corner. The server gave me a glass of water as well as a cup of tea. Before asking what type of noodles I wanted, I replied before he let me know that my noodles would be ready in 10 minutes.

Precisely 10 minutes later my noodles arrived. Along with the noodles came a shady looking man, who seems to be auctioning females. Him and the girls he was with were served. Not soon after he asked for more noodles and asked them to hurry up with it.

Minding my business I started eating until I heard a commotion, the man from earlier ,who apparently goes by the name Ricki, had kicked one of the servers because he felt they're taking too long with the noodles he'd asked for.

He took out a firearm. At first I took no notice to it until I noticed the initials engraved onto the firearm "𝐴.𝐹". I stood up and walked towards his table and sat down next to him, placing my sword on the table.

"Where'd you get such a beautiful firearm? " I asked him. "Ah, finally someone who recognizes beauty instead of fearing it. I got it from the trading market at the top of Mount Fuji. This unfortunately for you kind sir was the last of it's kind. But there are plenty more for you to choose from." He replied.

"Thank you."and I returned to my table to finish my noodles. When I was done I paid and before leaving I cut off Ricki's fingers and set the girls he had planned on selling free.

And so began my journey to Mount Fuji.