In a fractured world where disparity divides the rich and poor, Hisoki and Kisaki lead a resistance against oppressive wealth imbalance. Haruhi emerges as a beacon of hope, rallying against the tyrannical King's grip on power. Tensions rise as secre...
Hisoki lay restlessly in his bed, the weight of the world bearing down on his young shoulders. A gentle knock on the door stirred him from his thoughts. "It's open," he called out, not bothering to lift his gaze. His mother entered, a concerned look etched across her face. "Your friend is at the door," she informed him softly.
"Tell him to come in," Hisoki replied, resigned to the conversation's predictable direction. "Do you remember..." his mother began, but Hisoki cut her off, "Yeah, yeah, I remember. The world is full of killers, so we can't trust anyone, even if it's my friend."
In walked Kisaki, a friend burdened with hunger mirroring Hisoki's plight. "Hey, what's up?" Hisoki greeted him, the weariness evident in his voice. "Not well, so hungry," Kisaki responded with frustration lacing his tone. Sympathy passed between them; hunger was their shared reality.
"Let's go out," Hisoki suggested with an air of determination. Kisaki's confusion was palpable, "What for?" Hisoki's eyes gleamed with a hint of mischief, "To steal food."
Their plan, however audacious, aimed to survive another day in a world defined by inequality. Targeting Balthazar's, the king's castle, they ventured out. The act was swift, but their luck ran out just as quickly. In a matter of hours, they were caught red-handed and thrown into the confines of a merciless jail.
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Their friendship is strained under the weight of the situation. Kisaki's frustration boiled over, "What happened to you? Why didn't you run?" Hisoki winced, pain searing through his body, "I felt something strange, and I couldn't move."
Kisaki's anger intensified, "Don't make excuses!" Hisoki's retort was laced with agony, "I'm not making excuses. Trust me or not." The tension between them thickened, words punctuated by the echoes of their suffering.
Meanwhile, beyond the walls of the castle, Haruhi, the daughter of the king, roamed the castle grounds. Her innocent play came to an abrupt halt when she witnessed the brutal treatment of a poor man caught stealing bread. The injustice of the world weighed heavily on her heart, a stark contrast to her father's rule.
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The narrative took a sharp turn, delving into Hisoki's past. A defining moment etched in his memory - his father's demise at the hands of the wealthy elite. The scene unfolded amidst pouring rain, screams filling the air, and a haunting silence lingering in its aftermath.
Amidst Hisoki's torment, a revelation surfaced. The power within him, dormant for years, surged uncontrollably, leaving a trail of shock and fear in its wake. His scream reverberated, an unearthly force emanating from him, leaving even Kisaki senseless.
The guards, faced with an unprecedented display of power, recoiled in terror. Hisoki's eyes held an unfathomable strength that sent chills down their spines. At that moment, Hisoki's world shifted, setting in motion a tale of vengeance and unforeseen consequences.
