Infinite (adj); limitless or endless in space, extent, or size; impossible to measure or calculate.
❝Infinite love, the kind that will end when infinity runs out.❞
➳ [Y/N], the mist pillar's tsuguko; also known as his future wife, in her infatuated...
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In the seventh day of the Final Selection, you ran all the way towards the place in which you were supposed to return to. Your heart was beating so fast because of how excited you were to finally be able to see your master, and, above all, having passed those days swiftly.
You stopped next to Kanao, examining the place. It was almost empty, probably because most of the people had died or were being taken care of after receiving severe injuries. After another boy arrived, the two Ubuyashiki children decided to speak up.
"Welcome back and congratulations. Being back safe is better than anything else"
They said that, but you couldn't help but furrow your brows in lament. There were barely 5 people alive and well, out of the almost 20 that had arrived at first.
You looked to the side, Kanao was just smiling at a butterfly. She was almost completely unscathed just like you, the only exception being a small cut on her finger that you had bandaged for her roughly two days ago, because you two kept meeting no matter what and occasionally took that as a sign to rest up together. That is, if Kanao's coin allowed her to.
A bit further away was a blonde boy who seemed so have some kind of brain damage, because he kept repeating the same words about dying. You raised an eyebrow, questioning why he would act that way when he just passed a week in hell and survived.
There was also a boy with a large scar across his face, and he didn't seem nice. Before he could make eye contact with you, your eyes drifted on to the last person.
It was a boy with black to crimson hair and kind eyes, it appeared to you that he felt bad for seeing so few people in there.
"Now what do I do? What about the blade?" the angered boy asked, you were curious too so you returned to pay attention to Ubuyashiki's kids.
"You must first pay the cost for the uniform, then you must get your body measured and have your rank engraved." responded the white-haired girl, her hollow eyes glued over all of you.
But what if I'm broke? Do I need to go around naked?
Well, Tokito-sama will pay for everything, at least.
The black-haired continued explaining the ranks and the fact that you were the lowest, clearly.
"What about the blade?" the angered boy insisted, scowling.
