Chapter 4: The Mirage

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Sunrise awoken in the edge of the world, shine through mountains, reflect in the vast ocean, and soon reached the crowded city. A sign that morning have come again.

Bird chirp, hanging in the poles, some stay in the electric cables up the road, singing their early ensemble. While in an apartment, a young man with a silver hair still planting his face in his cushion, refusing the fact that morning already come with a single, dragged sentence:

"Ten... more.... minutes...."

And so, he feel asleep again, ignoring the fact that his alarm already rang around for almost an hour. This is the everyday life of Noir Thompson.

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Stockverst city, 10:07 AM

A series of yawn heard every few minutes in the bustling capital city's road. A certain man with stand-out white hair was wearing a hoodie with casual jeans, doesn't even slightly show that he is a part of the police department.

"For heaven... maybe I should wake up bit more late. I'm sleepy like a cat now.." The teen brushing his hair, still unkempt as ever.

"Cat goes nocturnal when they want, while also awake at daytime. For compensate, they take a nap in the day." A voice from his back was heard, a familiar male voice which is distinctive and easily different from others.

"Almer.. look who's talking. You're wounded! Why you took the morning shift?" The older male smiling, half worried and half glad since seeing his friend like that meaning he was okay now.

"Don't worry, its all just scratch. We already get the treatment... however... different from you." He sighed, speed up his pace a bit so he may walk along beside his friend. "That flashy finishing attack of yours took much energy, isn't? You should rest more before doing any activity."

He shrug. "I'm fine. I already train to cast that attack after each of my training session. If needed, I can even do it twice!"

The black haired male stare in awe, still disbelieve what he just heard. "The hell, Noir!? Why you force yourself doing that!? You overdo it!!"

"Now, now.. stay calm. I do it in order to increase my capability, its all for our sake, for everyone! I need to get stronger, so when someone need us, we could act. Just like what you did when you learn that spell!" Noir make a forced smile, he know Almer so well, that he know he will mad once he know what he do.

"Learning spell is far more different than casting massive attack that worth an S Class Phantasm. It drain your energy, and if you being careless, you may ended up losing your life!" Almerich still clearly mad. His black hair and almost-red eyes could make him intimidating, if not because of his delicate appearance.

The two continue to talk, Noir still try to get some reasoning, while Almerich get upset in the morning. A daily activity of the two SPD member.

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Police Department Central, SPD Unit, 10:35 AM

Entering building of a police department should be full of tension. The enforcers in black boots clad in firearm, investigation and complicated stuff, or more stiffing atmosphere coming from the dread of their seriousness, lacking smile. Maybe there are some joke and laugh, talking about murders and crimes as their side dish with a warm coffee.

However, not with SPD. The building and its facility located in a different sectors, as SPD have different field case and authority. They seen as a special unit with higher degree than normal police department.

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