Beyond a Thief's Power Version 2 (Mature, for Ages 18+)

Episode 17

Remade Reality

~Beginning of Part 3~

~1:00 a.m. that morning; April 13, 2007~

It was a dream, and it was... peculiar in a way. This dream... seemed far from what one may have seen. After all, it was not a human's but a magician's.

There was someone wearing a navy blue hood which disguised their appearance from being known to anyone else. Only their hands could be seen and in their right one was a sword—a long sword that had different shades of brown to it. The handle was sandy brown; the hilt was windsor tan in color and had an interesting shape, a curved number three; last but not least, the blade was the color of desert sand. It was a gorgeous sword not from the world in which regular humans resided. However, the wielder of the sword was not a woman per se if someone looked closer at the structure of the hand that was holding it. Most certainly it was a man, due to the long fingers and the hand's rough edges that a woman did not possess.

The man pulled his hand which held the sword back in a readied position, and swung it rapidly. In that one fell swoop, multiple parts of the Earth in front of the hooded figure's sight glowed with colorful auroras surrounding specific countries, parts or even whole continents, the oceans, and far more. Then, it was as if everything split apart and went away in a single blast, leaving nothing of the planet.

The dream ended right then and there.

Rina jolted up from her bed. The expression on her face appeared as if she woke up from a horrible nightmare. What's more, she was panting heavily like there was a heavy weight in her chest. However, she was not sweating, as magicians could not.

Soon, her breathing became normal. "Did... something change in the Human World? From what I just saw, it couldn't be a false event. If so, I have to tell everyone about it to confirm my suspicions in case it wasn't a dream."

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At the same time Rina had seen her dream, Kenshi slowly opened his eyes upon awakening. The room he was in had a sconce that was shaped like a flame and was lighting his surroundings, making it easier to see where he was.

"...?" While he was lying on a twin-sized bed, Kenshi's eyes darted around. "Where am I...? Is this... a cabin of some sort?"

It looks like an old place, but it's definitely clean, he noted within his thoughts. But, how did I end up here? I remember that I was in the rain and there was someone tailing me. Before I knew it, I...

"Oh, looks like you're awake," a male voice said. There had not been a sound of someone opening the door or walking in the room, but the person speaking to the spiky-haired brunet was there with him.

Kenshi's eyes widened. He sat up from the bed and turned towards his left. The expression on his face was serious and stern. "Who are you? And why am I here? Are you with the 14K? If so, I'm not gonna let you do what you want with me, or with my friends."

The person the sniper of the Black Foxes saw was a young man with bright, fiery orange hair and red eyes. He wasn't Japanese, but the words he'd let out of his mouth were. He was smiling and quite good-looking as well. "Whoa, there. Slow down when you're speaking to your savior. I did carry you to the hideout after finding you when you were unconscious, you know. And don't mistake me for a member of the 14K when I'm not one. I don't want to harm you or the rest of the alliance you have with the other Black Foxes, magicians, and the Kujo brothers, Kenshi Inagaki."