Note: This is a story for Chuuya's birthday. I should have posted it sooner, but unfortunately, I didn't see any interaction on the topic.Anyway, I wrote the story for Chuuya and his fans, so don't deprive me of the interaction ^^🌺
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Somewhere, the sky was dark, and the rain poured down like rage. The clock was nearing midnight. Smoke filled the place, and the smell of ash mixed with the rainwater. Chuuya stood there, amidst the chaos, his hat tilted on his head, blood dripping from his left eyebrow, and his body covered with some wounds.
Chuuya (angrily, pressing on his wounded chest): Damn... this fight has lasted longer than it ever should.
(Amidst the rubble, his opponent appeared - a strange man whose face seemed to change with every blink, smiling in a crooked way, his eyes gleaming in a color that could not be described.)
Enemy (in a deep voice, as though coming from another dimension): "You are nothing but a shadow of a greater power... a puppet moving by the strings of gravity."
Chuuya (with disdain, walking confidently toward him despite his pain): Is this the best you've got? Philosophical metaphors? I'm here to defeat you and protect the city, not to have a debate. (Gravity starts to surround his body, gravel lifts, the ground cracks beneath his feet, and his long coat flutters in the air.) I swear you will be a forgotten memory in the record of my victories.
Enemy (calmly raising his hand, an unstable aura forming around him): "And you will be a birth... in a world you do not know."
(Suddenly, the air around him tore apart, a massive vortex formed, and time itself seemed to freeze. Everything became still except for Chuuya. He tried to scream, to move, to escape the mysterious force pulling him toward the light.)
Chuuya (loudly, resisting with all his might): What is this?! Are you using a trick? A power?!
Enemy (disappearing into the light): "Nothing you see is real... Enjoy your new birth, Nakahara Chuuya."
(The last thing Chuuya saw was his hat flying through the air before he was completely swallowed by the vortex of light.)
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Absolute Darkness... Then Silence. Only the sound of his breath rising in the void.
Chuuya (whispering): ... A birth? I don't need another birth... I am the one who shapes my fate with my own hands.
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Sunlight filters through the trees, and the air is scented with fresh grass. The sounds of birds and distant children's laughter fill the atmosphere. Chuuya slowly opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was the blue sky and the branches of trees swaying gently. He took a deep breath and sat up, pressing on the side of his head.
