Kane Mathews is a young American-Japanese boy who is notoriously lazy when it comes to studying. In a world dominated by science, who still believes in magic? Despite this, Kane often wishes magic were real-until a strange bronze coin changes everyt...
Kane glanced around the shadowy square, nerves making his heart pound in his chest. He swallowed hard, catching his breath as Merylene tapped his arm lightly. Her eyes sparkled with a mixture of excitement and anxiety. “Let’s get going,” she urged, her voice filled with determination.
He nodded, stealing one last look at their mother, Ritsu. She stood a few steps away, her face softened by a gentle, encouraging smile. “Write me letters,” she said, her voice trembling slightly. “Take care of yourselves and don’t fight there, okay?”
“Yes, Mother,” they chorused, each feeling the weight of this new journey settle heavily on their shoulders.
With a deep breath, Kane flipped the bronze coin in his hand, and once more, the warped space unraveled before them, the vibrant, swirling colors spinning into a vortex. Omato stood off to the side, waving at them. “Atrocies is a beautiful place. You won’t regret this,” he called out, his voice filled with the optimism of someone who had seen wonders beyond the ordinary.
Kane and Merylene bowed to their mother and Omato, before stepping into the swirling portal. The sensation of being pulled through the air at lightning speed returned, but this time they were prepared for the rush of disorienting force that wrapped around them like an invisible current.
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“Whoa!! This place is beyond my wildest dreams!” Kane exclaimed as they stumbled into a new, breathtaking world. Before them stretched a vast, glittering landscape filled with lush greenery and dazzling, sparkling structures that seemed to float midair.
Merylene’s eyes widened as she took in their surroundings, the air around them shimmering with an ethereal glow. “Huh? Oh, yeah. Don’t you feel a sense of belonging… here?” she asked, her voice laced with wonder.
Kane nodded, his gaze sweeping over the strange and beautiful terrain. Everything felt oddly familiar, as if some deep, forgotten part of him had always known this place. “Yeah… But what are we supposed to do now?” he sighed, scratching his head in confusion. “They told us everything but… NEVER TOLD US WHAT WE ARE TO DO ONCE WE REACH HERE!” His voice echoed through the stillness as he frantically ran in circles, throwing his hands up in exaggerated frustration.
Merylene shook her head, a small smile tugging at her lips. Before she could say anything, a woman approached them, drawn by Kane’s outburst. She was petite, with a kind face framed by graying curls, an apron tied around her waist and a watering can clutched in her hand. She looked every bit like a cheerful neighborhood grandmother.
“What’s with all the noise pollution?” she asked, raising an eyebrow. “Who are you children?”
Merylene stepped aside, rolling her eyes dramatically. “Heh… I don’t know this guy. We just happened to cross paths…”
“HEY! YOU CAN’T CUT TIES WITH ME! WE ARE FAMILY!” Kane cried out, lunging forward to hug his sister. Merylene dodged him deftly, wrinkling her nose in mock disgust. “Ugh! You’re gross. Go away. Shoo.”
