-Persona ?-
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-Arc Ø + Mysteries-* * * ;[}~P R O L O G U E~{];* * *
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|/): Omniscient Perspective :(\|
===============================In a world that harbored mysteries, where the years flown by, in an era of modernity. The veils on facades yet to seep into public, yet entertained for war, existed one who soiled blood drought.
A hero born from injustices laid before their gaze, death was nothing new, nor was the snuffed lives. The villain that arose from the corpses and the dead, deserved to be brought to the justice of a hand that held nothing but steeled resolve.
So long as for that belief stood, forged from ironed wills, there would be no wavering against it. As this hill was where wrought mineral was to be dusted in with stone.
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|/): Saraba Kanjō Shugi's Perspective :(\|
==============================="It's quite bright out today." Looking out to the courtyard from the school's window, a festival was taking place in a rural town as it was a traditional day held by the residents who lived here. And I was a staff of the only school here, however there was more to me than I had to share.
"...Hopefully those fragments don't shine here." I would let out a sigh as I turned back to the papers on my desk in my office, more than being a staff of this school, I was also someone who...had a rough time with some incidents I had investigated over the years.
My dreams were fragile pieces of bonded metal, I had desired to be someone who made music to make people feel the brilliance of songs that could bring life to the empty spaces in the world.
However I never got to pursue it for long back then, where I participated in the military, where my days of agony began.
Usually I wouldn't have minded, how foreign it all was, with the soaring scenes that flew by and followed trailed stardust.
What also accompanied it, if not keeping it company...was a scent of metallic iron contained in the spell of melted red streams.
I remembered those events so vividly, when I met it on the field while on duty, I only survived because I had awakened a power that was being kept under the world's knowledge as it was too unnatural.
Or maybe supernatural was the better word to fit it, my enemy was someone in the government, but it was more accurate to say it was a person I had once shared the musical stage with.
The disbelief that came with that to me, when I had realized it, they were also the ones during my childhood that had made my life so changed.
Cascaded to an orphanage, where life was fine, until it wasn't. All the memories ever so terrible, working beneath shadows and the shades of leaves provided by the tall trees that were the puffy clouds of white far above where the skyline was could only give me time.
And with time, I would eventually tie it all back to them. I was going to serve the platter of justice, thinly iced on the illegal side of grounds where I had once let injustice happen.
"I know that this time..." Furrowing brows that pressed my eyes that glared, I couldn't ever stop thinking about the tears and screams that went and faded.
Because of my faults to the mistakes I had made, it was all...
-Shatter-
The window pane breaking into pieces of fragments, the mirroring glass that showed my appearance.
Hair of embarking silver, eyes with a gaze of steel, skin that was the purity of iron.
Some might have called me a white diamond, unlike diamonds in the rough which were in a sense buried in coal.
But unlike coal, it never went aflame, like the sight before my eyes.
Ablaze was the downtown district, as a lurking figure I grasped glimpses of leaped farther from the scene.
My body reinforced by my transformation of steel had protected me from the propelled shards of see-through material, as I jumped out of the broken window and began running to the site of destruction.
Yet by the time my feet paced near, the commonplace of a scenery, was bathed in a massacre of death.
"Mom!"
"Dad!"
"Hang on, just hold on!"
"Someone help me!"
Terror fueled by horror, people running and humans sunk by lowered debris, I had to save them now.
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Persona ?|Illogical|Hironriteki
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