Set 28 years after the end of "Cardfight!! Vanguard G: Z World", the story of Spiral Terra follows the life of Ryuuga Sawada, a young boy with the dream of traveling the world. In his quest to see every single bit of the world, he is lead to Ryuzaki...
Mina lightly knocked on the door of Ryuzaki's office. "Mr. Mikazuchi, there's someone here who wants to see you."
"For real?" Ryuzaki asked, lifting his head from his keyboard. "And I was taking just a great nap in the freaking eight in the morning... Send it in."
"Very well, sir." Mina nodded, opening the door for the other one behind it.
Walking into the office with his eyes focused on the white haired adult, Masato shot a glare at Ryuzaki. "Ryuzaki. I've come to bargain."
(Opening)
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"Yeah, you can leave us, Mina. This will only take the amount of time you need to say the two letter word that starts in N and ends in O." Ryuzaki ordered, closing his laptop. "Basically, the possible hour."
"Huh... Right, sir. I will leave you two alone." Mina said, leaving the office and closing the door behind her. Taking her phone out of her vest's inner pocket, she started dialing Maverick's number. "Come on, pick up you musclemania dumbass..."
"Go for the big guy."
"Maverick! Some white and oranged hair teenager is in Ryuzaki's office, what code is this for?"
"Pfff, I'll need to ask Iku about that."
"I'm right here, sitting by your side!"
"Ifu says Hi."
"Hi Ilu. What should I do?!"
"Stay put, I'll think of something. Big guy, out."
Mina sighed. "Why am I leaving the important things to those two..."
"So let me guess." Ryuzaki said, placing his feet on top of his desk as he leaned back against his chair. "You're here for the names." He said, placing both hands behind his head.
"I'm here to do what's right. I need to know who they are so that they can recieve the punishment they deserve! They are bad people, they deserve to pay for what they did twenty seven years ago! You're the only one who can help me but you keep protecting them as if they deserve it!" Masato exclaimed, slamming both hands against the desk.
"Yeah, we're going again into this tantrum. I think I made this simple to understand. It doesn't matter how much you try, it doesn't matter how much you want revenge, it's not gonna happen anytime soon buddy. Like I told you before, their identities are safe and sound inside my head. Just because a group of six to seven dumbass went around obtaining card game nukes and bringing the card game satan to Earth, it doesn't mean that they are any different from us." Ryuzaki said, tapping his forehead. "You know I'm not going to tell you anything. I don't give to craps about you being from the Messiahs pals or whatever, your saviour can come kiss my juicy japanese-hispanic ass. Keep this in mind. To us Mikazuchis, our god is ourselves. But now that I say that, if I learned how to stretched myself enough, I could do to myself what I said your god could do to me... Nah, too much time away from my awesome big ass TV."
