in another world with my Imagine breaker

prologue

The beginning of a remastered Tale

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There was a story about a boy struck by lightning.....

While his soul met up with god, god grew compassionate and gave the boy a second chance in a new world. A world filled with magic and mysteries.

The boy saved lives......

Restored peace......

Healed the sick......

The boy was a savior among the people and adored as a hero....

But what if.

What if... maybe Fate had other plans?

What if... The boy named Touya Mochizuki was never struck by lightning and someone else took his place?

What if the roll was given by someone filled with misfortune?

Lady fate had decided.

She may not be able to control the fate of that one boy.... But it was never said she couldn't control the fate of the world the boy was sent to.....

The world's fate lies now in the hands of a simple highschool boy.

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In the empty hallways, the sound of many footsteps echoed loudly. Sweat flowed down her face, which had a glowing olive complexion from the sun. She looked frantically at the determined chasers following closely behind her. Dressed in a simple blue T-shirt, she had hoped it would help her blend in and go unnoticed in the busy scientific city.

Grumbling about fate, the mysterious woman skillfully removed a simple old notebook from the pocket of her tight denim jeans. Using quick movements with her pen, she quickly sketched a battle axe. In a surprising turn of events, the weapon appeared right in front of her, as if it had been conjured out of thin air. Now with a weapon in hand, she turned quickly and used the force of her spin to throw the axe at her persistent chasers with unwavering resolve.

"Oi! Imagine breaker!"

"On it!"

She witnessed something unbelievable happening right in front of her. In the midst of those chasing her non-stop, there was a regular-looking boy with spiky hair who seemed to defy all logic.

As his right arm extended, the sound of breaking glass filled the air like a beautiful symphony, and the battle axe disappeared suddenly. Just as she had anticipated, the axe proved to be completely ineffective. The companion, a large youth dressed in intimidating black priestly attire, quickly launched a counteroffensive. A ball of fire appeared as he extended his hand, swiftly moving towards her in a threatening manner.

The mysterious woman clicked her tongue impatiently as she hurriedly made her escape, running towards the staircase that led to the rooftops. She skillfully dodged the fiery projectiles, bounding up the stairs at a rapid pace. After making sure she was a safe distance away, she focused on her reliable notebook, her pencil flying across the pages. As she sketched, her creative mind brought to life massive wolves that were as big as humans. Their crimson-flecked fur bristled with menace, much to the chagrin of the red-haired priest.

Without pausing for even a second, the wolf-like figures leaped forward, their intense determination evident in their fierce expressions, with the clear intention of tearing apart their enemies. The two boys jumped backwards to stay away from the approaching wolves, now cautious of the danger. The female sorceress couldn't hide her amusement as she watched their reaction. With her latest creation prepared and set in motion, she continued her relentless ascent, finally breaching the threshold of the rooftop.