#akio hears the noises

[untitled-vitamin]

Why is that glitching so loud?

Whoever made that noise, I hope you're okay and not in mortal peril or in danger of becoming corrupted or both.

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[thefloatingstone]

Sorry, this is about a post from 2020, but in answering an ask about homophobia in Utena you mentioned, “another is a man who is gearing himself up for a hetero marraige because he feels its the proper thing someone in his position should do, until he meets a teenaged boy and it’s like “…..oh fuck…””… are you talking about Mikage? Are you saying the search for eternity he’s researching is a metaphor for hetero marriage, à la Akio’s “the castle is where a prince and princess will live together forever?” (not disagreeing just wanting to make sure I understand correctly, id never thought of it that way before)

or did I miss something in the series lol

Oh oof this was a while ago and I haven't watched the series in a while. But kind of?

More like, Mikage is very emotionally detached from social norms when we first meet him and is completely engrossed with his work. He is constantly referred to as "a human computer".

When he meets Tokiko there is enough symbology to make you realise as he's speaking to her he is very logically and coldly thinking to himself "ah yes. A female. I am supposed to marry one of these and start a family. She seems like a good candidate".

"She is feminine and is doing feminine things. This is seen as attractive by men so this must make her an attractive partner."

"Yes. This is good for what is expected of me. Starting a family with her would be a good move."

While at the same time there is ONE singular moment with the flashing hand that is difficult to catch. In all the previous scenes the flashing hand makes a beeping noise. But in one singular moment during this scene while he and Tokiko are speaking, the camera pans over the other researchers walking to and from the hall and you can HEAR the hand but it's not onscreen until the VERY last second and even then the camera cuts away before you can really figure out what it's pointing at.

The hand is pointing at two men holding hands as they walk.

As Mikage is speaking to Tokiko and gauging if she might be worth pursuing as a partner as a Good Hetero Boy should. But this image shows just as Mikage is saying "They have gathered a good group of boys here who can continue my research".

There is no solid way to interpret this as "Ah THIS is what Mikage means!" but I think it's placement and the way the camera cuts away from it pretty quickly is pretty telling. Especially since the flashing hand in this scene has been showing us Mikage's internal thoughts as he's spending time with Tokiko.

It's possible to see this as his thoughts briefly wandering to the male students in the program, and that doing so automatically, if only for a brief moment, becomes a dreaded GAY THOUGHT. which is why the camera cuts way from it so quickly and back to the room he and Tokiko are sitting in.

AND THEN. FUCKING. (sorry I am rewatching this scene and losing my mind at details I didn't notice before)

FUCKING. AFTER THIS GAY THOUGHT. He is speaking to Tokiko about how the boys are spreading rumours that they are trying to revolutionise the world. But it's clear he has no interest in this and says "It's like they're trying to build a perpetual motion machine" to mock them as ridiculous. BUT THAT'S NOT THE IMPORTANT PART!!!!

THE IMPORTANT PART!!! is AFTER this gay thought, and him dismissing the boys as stupid, the camera does a LOOOOOOONG pan over Tokiko's body as Mikage says

GOD DAMMIT MIKAGE!!!!!

"If I run away fast enough the gay thoughts can't get me!"

I AM GOING INSANE KSDHKSHDKHFDS

Anyway then Tokiko runs when she hears mamiya in the rose garden, Mikage follows her, and the SECOND he lays eyes on mamiya, Tokiko, very WEIRDLY, just leaves the room and walks away without Mikage or Mamiya even acknowledging her.

REAL SUBTLE.

The next scene has Tokiko explaining to Mikage how his research of attaining eternity is what could save Mamiya's life. Even as she's explaining to Mikage and her motivations, he remains emotionally detached from her, as he is only seen in this shot reflected in the mirror. Standing next to her, but not.

But when Tokiko sheds a tear and apologises for this, Mikage says, still reflected in the mirror, "I feel like this is the first time I've seen a person cry."

Basically 'This is the first time I actually feel emotionally responding to someone else's sadness"

Baby's first empathy... because it's about Mamiya.

And then as he moves to leave and return to his research, this time with purpose, Tokiko asks him if he has anyone who is precious to him. That part's not important. The important part is the next sentence she says as Mikage leaves.... having said for the first time he's connected to someone's sadness over the young boy....

And then he throws himself into his research

So that is how Mikage embraced the gay thoughts in his weird academic way. "Well it's not TECHNICALLY gay if I'm just trying to save the life of the woman I have selected to be my partner!" And so the story starts to unravel for him.

TO get back to your question tho, Mikage is actually NOT chasing Eternity when he meets Tokiko. And his hetero relationship with here does not actually symbolise eternity to him at all.

He repeatedly says before he meets Tokiko that he is a "living computer" and describes himself as "a dry man passing dry days". He also says the research isn't going well, but he doesn't actually care.

However, when he is at Tokiko's home he is STILL expressing disinterest in the research when she brings it up. He not only makes fun of the other researchers as I previous said, saying "it's like they're trying to invent a perpetual motion machine". He specifically refers to the research and his fellow researches in a detached way. THEY are trying to create a perpetual motion machine. THEY are trying to attain eternity. He is completely disinterested and detached from the research himself.

In fact he tells Tokiko

He even says "I have done more than what the contract called for." (which incidentally he says directly before it cuts to the boys holding hands)

IT'S ALMOST LIKE HE ISN'T TALKING ABOUT RESEARCH AT ALL HMMMMMMM 🤔🤔🤔

"I was an emotionally detached man. Living on auto-pilot. I find the thing everyone else is doing to be stupid. But I am taking part despite being completely disinterested. The BOYS are extraordinary tho. But anyway, it's stupid to want more. People should be satisfied with the chosen direction they already have. But purely for business reasons."

*Mamiya enters* hey

"Oh shit now see THIS is a different story!!! I have something to live for!!! Doing this thing because of this BOY is now the most important thing in the entire world!!! I am a man possessed!!!!"

*whispers* nothing in this scene is about research.

[averydavery]

Voice Actor Casting!

Black Jack PS1 Style De-make

Source material (scene) at the bottom of this post, below the cut!

Application Deadline: 1/1/2025

Roles: 0/2 (unpaid)

Looking for: Amateur to experienced voice actors with crisp audio, feel free to audition just for the sake of it! No prior knowledge of source material necessary.

Length: 1:00- 2:00 minutes

Project Overview: A Playstation 1 style cutscene adaptation of pages 122-129 of volume 7 of the manga Black Jack. It’ll feature pixelated, low-poly graphics akin to games like Metal Gear Solid and Silent Hill 2 and will have a bitcrushed sound to it. It’ll be made on blender and unity for my Digital Art portfolio at Penn State!

Here are some helpful links:

Volume 7 of Black Jack on manga reader (unofficial publication, link my be dubious): https://mangareader.to/read/black-jack-233/en/volume-7

Black Jack 90s OVA & Movie: https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLGNb1OdgI2gzcXyybifvZyXzwB08qiyHS&si=v3TZ3Ry_599Gck_g

Style i’m aiming to achieve done by another creator: https://youtube.com/shorts/XsbVGScqSso?si=ji7ZAdNdtfn64iMp

Roles

Black Jack/Kuroo Hazama

Description: Lead Role. Clean, crisp audio (unless, see desc.). Lines taken from pages 122-129 of Black Jack, Volume 7.

Dr. Black Jack is the world’s greatest surgeon with a mysterious past, this scene is when his backstory is finally revealed. It reveals his motives as to why he hoards money and why a lot of his schemes all come with some kind of catch.

I’m looking for someone with a deeper voice, but one that is smooth as well. Not gravelly, not too deep like batman, and not like the stereotypical kinda of john smith video game type grunt either. Black Jack’s voice is deeper, but not too deep, if that makes any sense. I’m also very fond of his Japanese VA, Akio Otsuka, but of the english dubs I’ve seen of Black Jack— no one seems to get his voice right or make it sound like Otsuka. So for this role, I recommend looking on youtube for clips/episodes of the 90’s OVA to hear his voice. A suggestion to make your audition stand out: this manga did take place in 1973, so if you want to throw in a very slight transatlantic or otherwise “old timey” accent, be my guest. But above all else I feel like he should like a professional, almost have a narratorial type of voice.

Sample audition lines (taken from source material):

“For that faithful day, he started to hoard money. What a thing money is— it can even absolve murder.”

“Now answer me! You let yourself be bribed by the official who wanted to sell that land and removed the “do not enter” signs! Wasn’t it you?! Huh?! Say it! You did it with those hands!”

“She had no arms, or legs, and lay there voiceless like a doll, with a tube in her throat supplying her oxygen and nutrients. A large scar remained on the boy’s face and his hair turned white with fear. But his mother! She didn’t even look human.”

Unnamed Bribed Government Official

Description: This character is responsible for the negligence that lead to what happened with Black Jack and his mother when he was a child. He was bribed in order to hasten up the clean up of land mines and is now facing judgment for it. He should sound cowardly and worried for what might happen to him. He has very few lines, what’s in the audition lines is legit all he says. This manga did take place in 1973, so if you want to throw in a transatlantic accent too or an old timey noise effect over your audio, be my guest.

Sample audition lines (taken from source material):

“Y… Yes. I received 100,000 yen from Mr. Gouger, the housing director, and took away all the warning signs.”

“H…Help…”

[yapmayavallami]

Bakugou x kindergarten teacher f! Reader

WARNINGS: Jealousy, giving hope, sad ending, feeling cheated, relationship uncertainty,katsuki is pure shit

SUMMARY: Maybe things would have been different if you hadn't helped the katsuki who came to enroll her son in kindergarten.

The other woman is perfect where her rival fails

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"Okay kids, after you put your plates on the table, you burn your hands, come on." Again you were on the job as usual. Actually it was not a boring job, but being with the children all day makes you very tired.

Just as you were sitting in a seat to listen, your closest friend Yasu, who was looking after the recording department, called out to you "Y/n can you take care of some recording work, I'm going to order something to eat" you sighed and said yes.

You're sitting in the chair and suddenly you hear the sound of the door opening and your eyes go to the door. Your eyes immediately fell on the blond man.When you take a closer look at the blonde, you realize that she is Dynamight, pro-hero number 2.

When you realized it was Dynamight, you got a little nervous and started talking to relieve your tension.

"Oh Mr. Dynamight, what are you here for?" Your voice shook so much that Katsuki laughed.

"Don't worry, I won't eat you"

"That's not what I meant-"

"I'm sure it is," he mocked you. "Anyway, I'm sending this brat to this school. What should I do?"

When you handed the registration papers to the bakugou, you said "I've just never seen a man like you alive." You barely spoke.

He smiles back at you "I'm sure you've never met a man like me" he says as he fills out the papers.

"You're right, my ex-loves were all cowards."

He gives it to you after you fill out the document.

After receiving the documents, you leaned down a little and looked at his son and smiled "so your name is akio I hope you will be a great hero like your father"

"Of course I will! I'm gonna put all those bad guys in their place."

Katsuki ruffles akion's hair "of course, brat, but you have to go to school now"

You looked at Akio and smiled "Dad's right Akio why don't you come to school tomorrow? What do you say?"

Akio thought for a moment and then replied, "Of course! I'm sure everyone there will like me."

Akio had bright blond hair like Bakugou. But his eyes looked like Bakugou's ex-wife Helga.

Helga was a half-German model. She had modeled for world-famous Japanese companies and appeared in many commercials. Yasu was almost a fan of hers. You agree with Bakugou, why shouldn't he marry a beautiful woman like her?

You've always been secretly jealous of Helga. You always secretly dreamed of being as beautiful as her. But unfortunately Helga and Bakugou's marriage was short-lived. As you were thinking this, you were startled by a sudden noise.

"Hey, idiot, are you diving?" The mocking voice belonged to the bakugou.

"Dynamight I just-" he shushed you.

"Just call me katsuki, after all, I think we'll be seeing a lot of each other." You could hardly keep from blushing as I sneered at you. Just when you open your mouth to speak, he shushes you again.

"Anyway, we'll be here again tomorrow at this time."

"But Dynamight- I'm so sorry katsuki, kindergarten opens two hours before that!"

You yelled at him but he left without listening to you. After Bakugou left, you just stayed where you were.

When you turn around, you see Yasu.

"GİRL JUST HAD DYNAMİGHT HERE AND I STILL CAN'T BELIEVE IT"

Yasu was walking around you as you moved to sit on the chair. "How long are you going to keep me in suspense? Why is Dynamight here?"

After sitting in the chair, you spoke so as not to keep Yasu in suspense any longer. "I really can't believe it, I didn't think he'd be so handsome."

After a pause, you spoke again "He came to enroll his son Akio in kindergarten."

"Are you sure that's all it is? It sounds like you two are flirting," Yasu began excitedly.

"What!? Yasu, don't be silly. Why would I flirt with hero number two? He has a kid."

"It's true that he has a child, but let me remind you that he doesn't have a wife, so you still have a chance, baby." You glared at Yasu as he mocked you, and so it was the end of another day. In the morning you were at the kindergarten center during work hours again.

You had your eyes on the clock all day, waiting for Bakugou and akio to arrive, it was almost an hour before closing time, where were they?

1 hour had passed quickly, almost all the children had left the kindergarten. Yasu called out to you. "Come on, Y/n stop waiting, they probably won't come, anyway I'm leaving, take care"

"You go and I'll wait" Yasu protested a little but left you alone. After 15 minutes the door opened and you immediately fixed your eyes on the door.

"I think we're a little late"

"Oh, come on, Dad, we missed school because of your work!"

Akio smiled after seeing you

"Teacher, dad doesn't have time to take me to school because of his stupid hero work" "It's not stupid!"

"Come on Akio, if it wasn't for your father, the villains would have taken over our city" Akio acknowledged you with a little mumble, then you turned to Bakugou

"Katsuki, if Akio's kindergarten hours coincide with your work hours, I can help you, I'll pick him up in the morning when he goes to kindergarten, okay?"

Akio was immediately happy to hear this.

"Yes dad, I want to go to kindergarten with my teacher, please."

"Would you really do that? You know that would help me a lot, so why don't we have a thank you dinner?"

"Is this a date or a parent-teacher conference?"

Katsuki laughed "Since you want it so much, I won't break you, we're going on a date"

After dinner, bakugou got your phone number and you talked until the morning that night. After that day, you started to love bakugou. He treated you like a princess

First thing in the morning, you set out to pick up Akio from the home address Bakugou gave you. You opened the door with the spare key Bakugou gave you. After picking up Akio, you headed back to the kindergarten.

You babysat Akio for almost a month, In that month you spent almost all your days off babysitting Akio, and you began to feel more and more sympathy for Bakugou. Maybe you really fell in love with him?

You went to Katsuki's house to pick up Akio like you always do. Akio was supposed to be alone but. Katsuki's ex-wife Helga was home. When she heard you arrive, her eyes looked you up and down.

"Welcome, the house is a bit messy today, but clean it up and use a scent when you mop the floor, I'm leaving now, it will be clean when I get back."

You paused for a while. You tried to understand what he was trying to say.

"Excuse me?"

Helga looked you up and down again.

"Aren't you the new maid Katsuki told me about?"

Suddenly boiling water poured over your head. Why was he looking at you like you were a servant? Was there something wrong with your outfit? Or was your makeup running?

You started talking by clearing your throat

"I'm Akio's kindergarten teacher, I take Akio to school because Katsuki is busy."

Helga gave you a condescending look. Why was she treating you like that, you didn't even know her.

"So you're the girl who's been following Katsuki around."

You started talking while looking at Helga. "Sorry, I didn't understand."

Helga giggled a little looking at you. "Honey, are you a sucker or something? How come you didn't realize how Katsuki has been using you all this time?"

You didn't know how to feel. Should you believe Helga? While you were struggling with your emotions, Helga started talking again.

"Did you really think Katsuki could love you? He just used you as a babysitter."

You wanted to defend the man you love against Helga, but not another word came out of your mouth.

"Anyway, I'm leaving and you take care of Katsuki for me."

After Helga left the house, you stood there for a few minutes, not knowing what to do, but you knew that Helga was right. While you were trying hard not to cry, you were suddenly startled by Akio's voice.

"TEACHER when do we go to school?"

You took a deep breath. "We're leaving now, get in the car." Once in the car, you tried to concentrate, but you couldn't stop thinking about what Helga had said to you. Tears welled up in your eyes and you tried not to show it to Akio, and finally you arrived at the kindergarten.

When you arrive at the kindergarten, you are very quiet Yasu notices this and comes to you immediately

"Y/n something wrong?"

When you saw Yasu, you felt you couldn't hold it in any longer and you hugged Yasu and started to cry and Yasu tried to comfort you even though he didn't know what it was about

Yasu calmed you down a bit and then took you away from the children to a quieter place.

"Y/n if you have a problem you can tell me and we will surely find a solution"

Crying "katsuki was using me"

"That bastard son of a bitch, Y/n bakugou is not even worth feeling sorry for, he never deserved you"

Yasu gave you some comfort. Time passed quickly and it was time for the children to leave. You waited for Katsuki. You should have talked to him. After waiting for a while, katsuki came to pick up Akio.

"What's up, beautiful?"

You swallowed "katsuki we need to talk" katsuki looked at you

"about what? Did I do something wrong?"

"When I went to your house today, I ran into your ex-wife and she said something to me."

Bakugou immediately grabbed your hand

"What did that bitch tell you?"

You can hardly contain yourself, you almost want to cry.

"That you only used me as a babysitter and that you never loved me."

When Bakugou heard this, he immediately frowned

"What are you serious? I'm gonna kick that bitch's arse!"

You tried to block Katsuki as she angrily headed for the door, but it was impossible. Finally you hugged her.

"Katsuki please, it was just a misunderstanding, I know it wasn't really like that."

Katsuki was a little softened by the hug at that moment.

"Why do you have such good intentions? If you wanted that bitch to-"

"Katsuki, I don't want to. I just want... cuddle with you."

Katsuki remained silent for a while and then started stroking your hair.

"Y/n why do you love me? A human being with a terrible personality like me"

"Katsuki shut up you don't terrible and I love you for who you are"

It was like a dream. When you raised your head to look at Katsuki, he was already looking at you. You were ashamed to look into her eyes. You realised it wasn't a dream when Katsuki suddenly kissed you.

"Katsuki-"

"What did I do to win a girl like you? Will you be my girlfriend?"

Your mouth was agape, you never thought this would happen. You did the first thing that came into your head.

"YES"

Katsuki kissed you again, a long kiss this time.

Finally it was time to leave and Katsuki drove you home. He opened the car window.

"How about I make you breakfast before you go to kindergarten tomorrow?"

"Why not? I'll be home at 8:00, okay?"

"Okay, beautiful, I'll wait for you. I'm sure I'll make you the best omelet you've ever had in your life."

After laughing, you got out of the car and went home. When you got home you told Yasu everything that happened and Yasu said that Katsuki was using you but you didn't care because you trusted Katsuki.

You've prepared the dress you'll wear tomorrow morning, you've decided how to do your hair.

You couldn't sleep that night because you were so excited. Finally, it was morning. You put on your dress, you did your hair and makeup, you got all ready for Katsuki, you put on your best smelling perfume.

You were ready. You looked at yourself in the mirror and you looked great.

Confident, you quickly grabbed your bag, got in your car and started driving to the katsuki's house. The normally short drive seemed so long that you couldn't stand still with excitement.

When you finally arrived at Katsuki's house you immediately knocked on the door, there was no answer, you tried your luck again and again there was no answer, you thought about the spare key Katsuki gave you, maybe Katsuki didn't open the door because he had prepared something to surprise you. When you opened the door and looked in, there was nothing on the table for breakfast, just a few bottles of wine.

You wanted to confront Katsuki there, but you couldn't. You came out of the bedroom and started crying. Just then you saw Akio coming out of his room and looking at you.

"Teacher, what happened?"

You mean my asshole dad cheated on me.

"Nothing, I'm just glad your mom and dad made up."

Akoi smiling

"isn't it? Now we can be a real family." Stupid brat.

"Anyway, akoi, I'd like to take care of it. See you later."

You immediately left the house and got in your car and kept crying.

How could he do this to you? You looked at her stupid brat when she needed help. You loved him and he tricked you. You thought about everything that happened by putting your head on the steering wheel of the car. You were so angry with Katsuki that you blocked him everywhere. Maybe you shouldn't have let him reach you in the first place. You weren't going to let katsuki get to you anymore.

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🤡🤯

[aquatic-hybrid]

Feral Malice

Drabble prompt inspired by @curiosofthechasm‘s Quest. 

Walking down the stone pathway, Akio held his small journal closely, reading the instructions of his given quest one more. Making sure to read what exactly the item was, how to extract it, and a few hints on its potential location. He was glad that Asova was kind enough to give him a general location of the stolen knife, saved him a good amount of time in trying to find that information on his own. It wasn’t the first time he was given a quest to retrieve such an item of high value, but never one that would ‘scream’ when being apart from it’s sister-blade.

Then again, he was being paid to retrieve the knife and deal with the bandits in any way he saw fit. Giving him plenty of reason to go loose if the time called for it. With a loaded Gunblade attacked to his back, and some plans on dealing with multiple attackers at once going through his head. Akio kept going to the location where the knife was most likely located. 

“Alright, so far all the info pinpoints to this location. A band of bandits under some cult-ish order here in Ionia. They think the knife is some sort of key needed for a ritual, yada yada, same old script.” Akio thought to himself, putting the small journal away and pulling his hood up. If he wanted this knife, he needed to make sure to strike hard and fast. Enough to use the distraction and confusion to his advantage. 

It didn’t take long for Akio to find the secluded two-story building, a mixture of stone and wood to reinforce parts of the walls, a set of balconies on the second floor with partial cover, more than likely used by archers if needed. Crouching near some big trees around the cliff area, giving Akio a good vantage point to look out for any patrols that could be nearby. 

And he was right, a set of four guards walking around the outside walls, perfectly blocking what's probably the best makeshift entrance Akio could find. Thinking of a possible way to sneak past them, he thought of a better idea. Taking a few steps back, Akio began to sprint at full force and jumped down the cliff directly at the four guards, who were unaware of his prepense from the start until now. “Mercenary Second Class, Akio on the job!” He exclaimed out loud to those below him.

Before the guards could even react accordingly, Akio already had drawn his Gunblade and spun forward to be mid-swing. Landing right in front of the First guard, slashing him cleanly across the chest and sending him flying across into the wall to fully knock him out of commission, two guards unsheathed their blades before Akio could reposition to do a cleaving diagonal-up swing. Hearing a -click- from his weapon and firing a Burst of fire alongside his strike, letting him deal with the two attackers in a single blow. Just as the Last guard took their staff out to cast a spell, Akio dashed forth to follow up his momentum by slashing down. Not only cutting the staff in half and sending the unfortunate guard directly into the ground with quite a fierce strike. 

Having dealt with the patrol in a ‘quiet’ fashion, Akio kept his weapon in hand before running towards the wall and thanks to some training given to him by his partner, gave him enough strength on his legs to reach up the edge of the wall and climb over. “Dealing with the patrol outside? Check, Wall conquered? Check. Now time to break in and get that knife.” Akio said to himself with confidence. Starting to make his way around the building to look for either an open door or window to get inside it. 

Naturally he picked the window, noticing one that wasn’t secured with iron bars, Akio was quick to jump through it and continue his sprint inside the building. Seeing another potential guard noticing him after making some noise, Akio went in a more defensive stance as he continued to sprint. The guard quickly drawing its bow and taking a shot at Akio, the arrow was quickly deflected and gave him enough time to close the gap. Before the archer could get the second arrow in place, Akio already was mid-swing, a second -click- from his Gunblade was heard while his empowered swing blasted the guy directly into the ceiling. Akio didn’t even stop to see if the guy was out of good or not, he kept sprinting. 

Making his way around the building was easy, yet, running down a hallway, he was spotted by two other guards. Who instead of trying to stop him themselves, they ran past a heavy-looking wooden door behind them and closed it. Not even hesitating, Akio saw this as a small challenge and readied his right arm, imbuing it with magic as a third -click- was heard. Dashing directly into the door, Akio aimed right in with a punch. Thanks to the hydro bullet, it gave Akio a small shield to protect him from after bursting through that door. A shield that provided useful after instantly blocking two spears that would’ve been rather painful if they connected. 

“Almost got me with that!” Still feeling the momentum, Akio fought the two spearmen quickly with another combination of two -clicks- and bursting them down the same way he did the door. Now seeing another hallway past them, Akio could tell that he was getting close, already partially hearing the screams of the Magical Knife. Akio resumed his sprinting towards it. 

After a while, Akio made it into a large candle-lit room with a long carpet down the middle, he noticed the noise from the knife had ceased after he entered the room. A voice began to echo in the room as Akio’s attention was now on a robed figure, “I see you have breached our defences, all to stop us from calling forth a demon of untold power. But let it be known, Mercenary, your pathetic attempt will end here-.” Said the robed cultist, only to noticed that Akio wasn’t paying much attention, as he was simply reloading his Gunblade before stretching his arms and legs. “Yeah, yeah, I don’t care for that. Just hand over the Knife and I won't hurt you as much.” Akio exclaimed as he pointed the weapon at the robed cultist. “You insolent vermin! I will take you down myself!” At that moment, the Robed Cultist began to cast a spell of sorts. 

Yet, before Akio dashed in, he heard a small ping on his ear. It was a magical link-pearl, which allowed him to communicate with others that had another like it. Casually stopping and even sheathing his weapon, Akio answered the call. Letting the Cultist continue with his casting. 

“Hello?” Akio responded, holding his middle and index finger against his ear, “Akio? Where are you?” Asked a feminine voice, “Listen, Asta, can I call you back later?” He continued, “Why? Are you busy right now?”, “I have some company at this time, job stuffs you know.” Akio said with a casual tone, noticing that the Cultist was transforming into a rather monstrous creature. Growing horns and wings right before him as it jumped from its higher position and right across from Akio. “Oh! I see, don’t keep them waiting then! And let me know when you are done, please.” Was all that Asta said before hanging up.

 Almost perfectly after she hung up, the now monstrous cultist roared at Akio, in which he responded with a prideful smile while he unsheathed his Gunblade once more. “‘Don’t keep them waiting’, she says” Akio added as he was prepared to fight the now empowered cultist. 

Instantly, their clash began, the strength of the Monster was clear as day after Akio slid under one of its clawed swings. Quickly striking upwards with the first -click- of many to come, Akio blasted the Monster which made it partially take a step back, giving Akio a small window to strike it normally a few time. Yet, he saw that his swings were doing little to penetrate the now thicker skin of the Monster. A second -click- from his Gunblade, this time being used to create a gap between him and the Monster, barely dodging a strong strike, which made him notice their difference in speed. Which equated to Akio realizing that his best choice of action was overwhelming offence against it. 

Rushing back in, Akio telegraphed the next strike from the Monster by jumping over’s attack, now with another opening and a glint on his smile, he plunged down with a third -click-. This time, however, instead of a burst of fire, it was an empowered burst of water magic around his blade. Making his attacks faster momentarily. “Here we go!” Akio exclaimed as he slashed the monster twice in rapid succession, then following up with three more empowered slices, which were now starting to damage the Monster. Unfortunately, such a small edge in battle was short-lived as Akio was barely able to block the sudden fist of the Monster in time, causing him to be sent tumbling backwards a short distance and letting out a few grunts after each bounce. 

“Ugh-Okay, that one got me.” Akio grunted as he got up once more, noticing he only had three more active cartridges before needing to reload, he had to make them count. Continuing to clash with the creature, and being forced to use two more cartridges for attacking and dodging. He realized that the Monster won’t let him reload at the pace they were constantly fighting. So he needed to act on his feet and fast. Dodging one more of the creature’s massive swings by jumping over it and using the Monster as a springboard. Akio noticed something, the magical knife was stabbed into a pedestal and a magical thread was being formed between it and the Monster. Giving Akio an idea on how to finish this with flare. 

“Come on big guy! I will let you have one hit if you can!” Akio taunted, readying himself to use his last Hydro cartridge against the Monster, which responded accordingly to his taunt. A last -click- was heard which empowered Akio’s arm once more into a dash, successfully clashing against the Monster with a shield to give him an edge. Akio redirected the Monster elsewhere to fully give himself more time to now run directly towards the Magical Knife. He hasn’t used this trick on items before, but now it was as good as any time to try, cutting the distance to it, Akio raised his gunblade with it’s flat side facing the Magical Knife. “Let me borrow this would ya’?” Akio said before channeling a spell which thankfully made him Draw and Junction some of the Knife’s magic directly into his Gunblade. Pretty much recharging the cartridges within and stunning the Monster which was rapidly closing the gap with Akio. 

“Alright big guy...” Akio said as he spun the Gunblade’s chamber which made all of its now reloaded cartridges activate. “...Now is my turn to hit back!” Was the last thing Akio said before quickly dashing towards the stun creature, who could barely react at all as Akio swung upwards with all of his empowered strenght. Causing the monster to instantly stand back up from the first explosive swing, then promply knocked into the air by a second equally explosive swing, then a third as Akio followed it with a jump. As they hit the apex of the relentless attack from Akio, he adjusted himself mid-air and aimed his gunblade directly at the creature. Creating a thin plataform of Water behind him, Akio used it to boost himself down as he brought the Monster down with him in a final explosive strike. Causing a bunch of debrie and smoke to raise up from the ground and now crushed wall. 

After a few second, Akio walked out of the dust as the still red-hot Gunblade was on his hand. Reaching towards the pedestal where the sheated Magical Knife was, Akio grabbed it before putting it on his belt. 

“Mission accomplished.” Akio finished, now finishing his walk out of the room and proceeding to make his way back to the Curios Chasm once he was out of the building to cash in his quest. 

[cosmosoracle]

“So there are more experts in town that can come and help? That’s a relief...” she sighed deeply as Akio reassured her. She placed a hand on her chest as she exhaled, eyes closed, and allowed herself to back off and lean against a wall. Despite still not fully lowering her guard, that new definitely relaxed her; and with such a drop of adrenaline, she started to realize how tired she was just now. She slid down against the wall, and her drop finally allowed her to kind of have a contact with the ground. She crossed her legs, and gave a much calmer smile to the other in return - she was way too preoccupied still to catch the charming wink.

“As long as we’re all fine, in or out of water, it’s a pleasure to make new acquaintances between us. Either if my assistance is needed or if you’re done with the rest, you’ll find me here. Thank you very much again.”

It may have looked weird in a city to just drop and sit on the floor like that, but she really felt the urge to give herself a rest, right there and then, and for a very specific reason. Unless interrupted, from that moment on, she would wait for Akio while meditating. 

Taking a new deep breath and closing her luminous eyes, she straightened her back again and placed her open hands on her knees, cutting off the noise from the outside and simply focusing on herself. She could hear the sound of waves... and much darker and alien ones - the sounds of astral origins. She exhaled again, and with every breath, she felt more and more attuned to the divine mystery that granted her the powers that Akio barely witnessed. And with each passing second, her dress and hair would slow down their frantic float against gravity, her lights would glow dimmer, and the oracle felt herself returning closer to a balance between herself, the world around her and her calling.

When straining herself for power too much, refocusing after was a much needed activity, as soon as she had a chance. Lumen, the jellyfish, somehow also seemed to participate into it; at some point, its whole figure would glow bright together with its owner, and she gave a knowing and grateful smile without moving an inch. Her skin was returning to a much more saturated blue tone. 

When Akio returned, he would find her absolutely refreshed.

❰❰ HURT ❱❱ sender is hurt protecting receiver

Not again! A fiery demon found his way to her once more, somehow bypassing the protection that Rasmia granted to her and her team. The oracle brough a hand to the nape of her neck, where a storm cloud should have spread its lightnings across the skin... was it gone already? How could it be?

Armed with her Decanter of Endless Water, she kept trying to push the creature away, but the steam that was produced by the contact of water and fire clouded the area. She became an easy target...

...if it wasn't for a stranger who stepped in. She gasped, scared by what could have been, surprised by the selfless intervention. Maybe she saw this man once, maybe never before; but if it wasn't for him, she would have gathered yet another wound. It was worse now. It was on someone else instead.

No way.

To that sight, she called upon her cosmic powers: her feet were momentarily lifted from the ground as she opened her arms wide, gathering energy that flowed fast through the air to her command. A tear in space seemed to partly envelop the fiendish creature, whose hooves and horns quickly developed some ice frost.

"Please! Finish him!"

[chuu-nct]

healer ; prologue

➳ pairing: ateez x reader

➳ genre: gang au, amnesia au, angst, romance, fluff, suggestive, hurt/comfort, friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, possible smut

➳ rating: M

➳ warnings [gen]: language, guns/weaponry, mentions of abuse, death, mental disorder, child abandonment  

The cold weather from the storm outside was clear and prominent as everyone was tightly covered in blankets. Although the old, rustic building was quiet with hints of the whirring sounds from the storm, some of the residents still struggled with finding sleep.

"Akira," the youngest member, Amber, whispered to the girl lying below her on the floor, "are you asleep?"

Akira grumbled.

"I think there's something outside," Amber continued, this time peeking her arm out of her heavy blankets and shaking Akira's shoulders.

Akira seethed and mumbled in response, "it's just the storm, Amber. The winds are causing loud noises so go to sleep."

Sighing in defeat, Amber turned back into the sofa again as she put her blankets over her head in hopes of blocking the sound.

'It couldn't have been the storm,' she thought to herself, 'it sounds familiar like...'

Suddenly, Amber flung off the blankets and rushed out the door as she heard the sound again. It was too familiar, and if her thought were correct, whatever was outside shouldn't have been. Bringing her arms close to her body in hopes of gaining some sort of heat against the raging snowstorm outside, Amber's eyes flew open as she realized just what the sound was.

"It's a baby," she barely whispered before instinctively picking up the blanket-wrapped infant and rushing it into the contrastingly warm house. "Akira, wake up!" Amber called, waking up everyone in the small building.

"What's going on?" Alex, Akira's brother, questioned as he ran out of his room after hearing Amber's panicked voice.

"I heard a noise coming from outside and it's a baby!" she answered, hurriedly bringing the baby to the fireplace at the center of the room.

Akira scooted towards the young child as she asked for permission to hold it, which Amber didn't oppose, "Shh~" she cooed, "you're okay, you're fine."

"What are we going to do with it?" Amber questioned, resting herself beside the fireplace after her adrenaline subsided.

"Well, we should first get her warmed up since her hands and cheeks are freezing. Tomorrow we can look for her parents or go to the village and see if anyone recognizes her at all since she looks at least two to three months old," Akira instructed as she rested the baby's head on her shoulder, fixing the blankets on top of her.

"How are we going to take care of this kid when we have a huge mission coming up soon..." Alex spoke quietly, sitting on the couch with his head in his hands as the quiet atmosphere became more and more evident.

The three knew it was the question on everyone's minds, and it was something that would need to be discussed with Anna and Adrien who were too tired to be awake. The five of them were known to be the most successful group in the business and no other gang wished to come near them due to their connections and specialties in fighting and weaponry.

"Akira can't even go on the mission since she has to look after Akio- "

Amber was promptly cut off by Akira who responded in anger, "I'm going on that mission. As the leader of this group I need to be there."

"Then who the hell is going to take care of the kids? I can't believe I'm even asking this," Alex sighed in stress, getting up from the couch, "we shouldn't have kids! We're criminals for god's sake's we can't stress over this kind of shit!"

"So, what do you wanna do? Kill them?"

The room became quiet as Adrien appeared from the dim light of the hallway connecting the living room to the bedrooms. If Akira was the leader, then Adrien was the man above even her. Although Akira had created the group, Adrien was the one to put everyone in place as not a single person disobeyed him and if someone ever did... they were never able to tell anyone.

"A-Adrien,” Alex stuttered, before being cut off by the tall male.

"We do kill people, of course, every group does. Can a gang that doesn't kill be considered one?" Adrien remarked, his voice deep and raspy, "but we aren't monsters. You've just recently joined us so you wouldn't know, but we don't kill kids under any circumstances.

And Amber! You will be watching over the young ones tomorrow as the four of us will finally put our disgusting 'rivals' in their place," Adrien announced as he put his hand on the young girl’s shoulder.

Adrien was like a father to the other four as he was the oldest and strongest; becoming someone everyone wanted to become one day. Despite his age being 48-years-old, time had not taken a toll on his performance and he was still the same top shooter and the best at hand-to-hand combat out of everyone, just like he was 30 years ago. With the help of his wife Akira, Adrien trained and cared for every member of the group equally, no matter their age or capabilities.

Amber simply nodded in response, "I'll try my best, even though this task isn't as close to being as difficult as what you all have to do..."

"Don't be silly. Every task in life is hard... it simply depends on your circumstances and your position. Rich and poor people live tough lives and even though one has a better life, we can't say the other life isn't difficult as well."

Adrien did always manage to turn everything into a lesson; it wasn't nagging, but more like a lesson that you keep with you.

"You three go to sleep," Akira spoke quietly, "the baby's asleep and I can take care of her for the night..."

Nodding, the three went back to their sleeping quarters as Amber took to the sofa.

"What are we going to do with you..." Akira whispered to the young child in her arms as she too drifted to sleep.

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[aquatic-hybrid]

Hearing the small ruckus from below deck, Akio calmly went in and checked what could've made the noise. Only to find a small being hiding in there.

"Oh hi there, you seem quite shaken. You alright bud?" Akio asked as he kneeled down to make it easier on both of them to see each other.

"I-I can explain! I'm hiding in here because.. I.. uh.."

Well, because she had somehow gotten into serious trouble and simply needed a place to hide..

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Top 10 Most Common Dog Names

When you want something hear and true ranked four out of four paw .

Bella

Max

Luna

Charlie

Lucy

Cooper

Daisy

Milo

Zoe or Zoey 

Rocky

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Most Common Female Dog Names

Anything but coarse, girl frank names like these stand out year after year.

Nala

Lily or Lilly

Kona

Piper

Mia

Bailey

Lucy

Winnie

Riley

Coco

Molly

Ivy

Stella

Roxy or Roxie

Willow

Gracie

Lola

Dixie

Princess

Lady

Ginger

Paisley

Nova

Riley

Coco

Hazel

Molly

Stella

Lexi

Aspen

Juno

Xena

Most Common Male Dog Names

Why are these common son cad names thus popular ? Because people can relate to them .

Buddy

Tucker

Jack

Leo

Duke

Winston

Bear

Teddy

Loki

Archie

Joey

Oliver

Beau

Murphey

Jax

Gunther

Bentley

Finn

Ace

Scout

Ross

Louie

Gus

Moose

Hank

Bruno

Ollie

Lucky

Thor

Chandler

Kobe

Bandit

Common Mexican Dog Names

¡Toma ! Perfect for your particular south-of-the-border pup.

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Nina

Diego

Mariposa (butterfly)

Hermosa (beautiful)

Maya

Fernando

Esmerelda 

Oscar

Sonora 

Alma (soul)

Perrita or Perrito (little dog)

Durango

Pablo

Sofía

Hidalgo

Conejito (little bunny)

Beso (kiss)

Rosa

Paco

Josefina

Common German Dog Names

fantastic andiron names for your exceeding wunderhund from Germany .

Adele

Kurt

Heidi

Fritz

Liebling (favorite)

Schatz (treasure)

Petra

Otto

Greta

Manfred

Blitz (lightning)

Aldo (old, wise)

Mitzi

Arno

Ingrid

Rolf

KnuddelbÄr (cuddle bear)

Süsser/Süsse (sweet)

Ludwig

Giselle

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Common Dog Names in the UK

home of Queen Elizabeth ‘s corgi and dorgis, you ‘ll likely gain royal inspiration from these names .

Queen 

Princess

Duchess

King

Prince

Duke

Maxima

Alexander

Monty

Linnet

Piper

Ranger

Holly

Fergus

Mary

Harry

Ruby

Earl

Goldie

Baron

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Common Italian Dog Names

Whether you love all things italian or have a new cane or cagna who ‘s italian, these monikers are molto ( great ! )

Enrico

Rosetta

Fabio

Carmela

Vito

Pippa

Tito

Carlotta 

Dolce

Gabbana

Prada

Gucci

Alfa

Romeo

Leonardo

Lavinia

Mario

Alonza

Renzo

Elena

Common Japanese Dog Names

Show your Nihon Ken ( japanese dog ) how special they are with a inheritance name .

Hana (flower)

Yumi (beautiful)

Kimi (noble)

Akio (hero)

Pikachu (something that doesn’t make noise)

Taiyo (sun)

Taiko (Japanese drum)

Yuki (good fortune)

Koro (roly-poly)

Nami (wave)

Tadeo (loyal)

Yoshi (good luck, good, righteous)

Pochi (the Japanese equivalent of ‘Spot’)

Zūmu (zoom)

Chisai tori (little bird)

Fuji (unique)

Chibi (small child)

Yuri (lily)

Taeko (brave)

Eiji (prosperity or peace)

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Common Australian Dog Names

For your whip-smart australian frank or merely a ripper ( actually cool ! ) pooch with the same spirit and energy .

Oz or Ozzie (short for Australia)

Dingo

Irwin

Baz

Joey

Hogan

Foster

Darwin

Bunji (Aboriginal modern term for friend or mate)

Malparara (Aboriginal for two friends)

Dulili (Aboriginal for together)

Nunkeri (Aboriginal for beautiful)

Sheila

Bindi

Sydney

Isa

Adelaide 

Sia

Bonzer (good) 

‘Roo (short for kangaroo)

Most Common Dog Names After Foods of the World

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Taco (Mexico)

Pozole (Mexico)

Nacho (Mexico)

Pretzel (Germany)

Schnitzel (Germany)

Pumpernickel (Germany)

Bangers (UK)

Kipper (UK)

Rumbledethumps (UK)

Gelato (Italy)

Cannoli (Italy)

Pesto (Italy)

Momo (Japan)

Soba (Japan)

Yuzu (Japan)

Kiwi (Australia)

Avo (Australia)

Biccy (Australia)

Champ (Ireland)

Boxty (Ireland)

Coddle (Ireland)

Bulots (France)

Cassoulet (France)

Baguette (France)

Jamón (Spain)

Pimiento (Spain)

Sangria (Spain) 

Blini (Russia)

Ikra (Russia)

Pashka (Russia)

Moussaka (Greece) 

Tzatziki (Greece)

Dolmades (Greece)

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[itsuki-minamy]

BEFORE ZERO:  CHAPTER 4 “THE EYE OF THE KING, THE EYE OF THE HUMAN”

Translation: Naru-kun Raws: Ridia

* Chapter 1 * Chapter 2 * Chapter 3

Zenjo, Akio, Azuma, Bado, Chidjiiwa, Daiba.

The cooperation of the six masters easily cuts through the dense formation of "Purgatory".

A six-man training unit called "Saw Traction Unit" by its Lord, "Blue King" Habari Jin, the movement is unique, different from traditional combat techniques and modern urgent operations.

They have their own specialties in each hand and have different speeds, ranges, and advance powers. While running at full speed. A group of dry blue blades is turned into a four-dimensional excavator and dismantled through a large group of talented fighters. After the six swordsmen stormed past, a heartbeat later, the black-robed strangers splattered, splashing heat and burning blood.

"What are they?"

Shiotsu coughed while avoiding the hot blood splatters.

A six-member chainsaw, which is also a pioneer.

One, two or three people for each sword strike. His appearance of stroking the monster "Purgatory" and going through it reminded him of another monster that hunts and bites the monster.

"What are they?"

Shiotsu asked again.

The word was also directed at the members of the “Purgatory” clan, who continued to blatantly defy the violence of the opponent.

Men dressed in black who burn and heat the entire body's blood with the ability to "red" and literally gain an explosive spine and destructive power. Of course, such use of different abilities touches and destroys their own bodies first and foremost. Many of them will take enormous damage in their environment and die in a single battle. A human bomb in a black robe who simply rushes to destroy the moment without saving his own life. It is a destructive and unconventional variant, both mentally and physically.

Both enemies and allies are monsters. There was no possibility for ordinary people to enter the battlefield.

Shiotsu gave instructions to the next rushing forces. It is a cleaning of the remains of the red monster that was spoiled by the blue monster.

Shiotsu and the followers stabbed the end of each of the dying black robes that fell to the ground and leaned against the wall. Some were able to save their lives, but at the same time, they still have the power to suddenly kill opposing members. For those who don't have normal human sensitivities, this was also basically dealt with mechanically.

Perhaps the current scene is one of the most horrible little battles ever fought on land. However, if "Purgatory" is left unattended, it will cause much more damage in the future. This is a necessary public act. As a member of a security organization, Shiotsu understood that point.

But at the same time, in light of the common sense of modern human life and ethics, his life on this battlefield is too light.

"Huh!"

From the other side of the door that opened, he hears Akio's laugh. She does not belong to Shiotsu's common sense, and she seems to think of this situation as a game.

It's not just Akio. The "Red King" and the "Blue King", "Purgatory" and "Scepter 4", many of the people here think of this battle as some kind of game. If he do not get caught up in the weight of life and the heavy burden of society and move lightly like a sports competition, he will become entangled and die.

Something was moving at Shiotsu's feet. The mortally wounded black robes of "Purgatory" were wringing out their last power and concentrating their abilities on their fists. When the fist was about to be hit by Shiotsu's leg, Shiotsu's sword flashed, and when he slashed his fist, he pierced the eyebrows of the black clothing with his returning sword.

The bright red fist bounced several times, leaving a scorched mark on the ground, eventually turning into a black mass and burning.

When Shiotsu sighed, he accompanied his subordinates and followed the group of six members.

++++++++++

A "Scepter 4" command vehicle is parked on the street in front of the "Purgatory" grounds.

The "Blue King" Habari Jin is in the passenger seat with several rear commanders. The appearance of leaning his elbows on the door and closing his eyes is like taking a nap, but his brain is spinning at high speed.

Various noises are heard from outside the vehicle. Status reports exchanged through communication devices. Noise due to radio interference. The tremors caused by explosions and collapses transmitted from their feet. All that information is collected to keep track of the situation.

The smile on his mouth shows that things are going according to Habari's plan. The sword of the "Red King" was quickly and surely approaching the throat of the "Red King". Kagutsu may or may not know the situation.

Even if he is in the middle of a war or disaster, he is a man who will fall asleep without raising his eyebrows.

Noises, tremors, screams, do not trigger Kagutsu's actions. The "Red King" continues to sleep in silence.

The "silent blade", which spreads sparks and roars, does not give the "Red King" time to wake up.

"That would be a beautiful ending."

Minato raised his face from the control table at the words that Habari suddenly leaked out.

"That is beautiful"?"

"Eh? Ah. I was thinking about the "Saw Traction Unit"."

"I see, members Zenjo and Akio..."

Minato was also witnessing a mock group training the other day. He can imagine the situation at the scene. The light of the blue sword and the sparks woven by the six masters, and the blood and explosion of the prey. High speed group sword dance, it was a spectacle that could certainly be evaluated with some kind of aesthetic sense.

"Beautiful...?"

He thought he didn't have that kind of sensitivity to talk about how life explodes from the perspective of "beauty."

Habari said in response to the confusion mixed with Minato's tone...

"To reach an overwhelming existence like Kagutsu's, you have to have some kind of 'beauty', no power, no reason... It seems like that to me."

Habari said that with a slight silence.

"Don't you think so, Minato?"

"No... I'm not in a position to say anything."

"I don't care. I want to hear your opinion."

"If that's the case..."

Minato said with a preface.

"I don't know anything about the existence of the 'King' and the discipline to follow, but the closest thing to 'beauty' you say is you, the 'King of Blue'... I think so."

"In other words, not that chainsaw."

Habari struck the handle of the sword placed next to the seat.

"I should use this sword to face Kagutsu, that's what it is."

"No, until then."

“It is a very plausible opinion. Traditionally, the flight from royal authority has been suppressed by the direct action of another royal authority. It can be said that it is a thought."

"Eh... if so, why...?"

“Kagutsu is different from other kings. It is a non-standard monster that seeks destruction and violence. If I or any other royal authority were in front of him, that would be what he wanted. The clash of the two kings' abilities will bring an unprecedented amount of destruction to earth."

"Blast of royal power...?"

"Exactly."

Habari looked up at the sky beaming in response to Minato telling him to do so voluntarily.

“The power of two opposing "kings". The different skill fields of "red" and "blue" speed up, inflate and collide with each other. It would be a beautiful sight."

What exactly do you see in the eyes of the "Blue King"?

"Blast of royal power". A runaway and destructive phenomenon of a force field of extraordinary capacity predicted by Weissmann's theory. Minato lost his words to the "Blue King" who speaks of the ruin that the "Seven Kings" and their helpers are trying with all their might, except Kagutsu.

"But it is a beauty that should not be on earth."

Habari looked down at the "Purgatory" battlefield and the "Saw Traction Unit." Minato was relieved for some reason that his line of sight returned from heaven to earth.

"The highest potential for forbidden beauty is reaped with the next best beauty. That is the meaning of our chainsaw."

When he came to the conclusion of that, there was a slight tilt in Habari's profile.

He felt something was wrong with the noise outside the vehicle or the communication that he heard leaking.

"Commander…?"

"It's bad. Something unexpected is happening."

"Habari!"

As expected. Above Minato's head, Zenjo's voice came over the phone line.

"Can you hear! Can you hear me, Habari? Akio is dead!"

++++++++++

The situation was extremely confusing.

Immediately after Zenjo announced Akio's death, the counterattack from the members of "Purgatory" began. The hordes of demons that had been ripped apart and crushed by the "Saw Traction Unit" reappeared inexhaustibly from here and there in the facility, dividing "Scepter 4" and sifting through each one. Some have been injured.

"What is the situation? Zenjo! This is the command vehicle! Habari!"

The command vehicle operator barely answered Shiotsu's question.

“Saw drive unit. The report is that it is no longer available. The commander has just headed to recovery."

"What... idiot, stop!"

Before the words were finished, there was a person running through Shiotsu.

The "Blue King" Jin Habari.

"Shiotsu!"

Without looking back and slowing down, Habari said.

"Assemble the group. Leave in five minutes!"

After a moment of victory, Shiotsu nodded and yelled in a loud voice that echoed around him.

"Scepter 4, get together!"

However, the situation is now inferior. At the edge of the corridor and in one corner of the room, there are several abandoned and isolated members.

First, gather the people in the center of the room and then collect the isolated people. However, not all members are on time.

When Shiotsu thought that, several silver lights streaked through the space.

Multiple throwing knives from Shiotsu, who followed Habari with his gaze, and were thrown from behind.

It was the work of Hayatoshi Minato, who ran in succession.

Like Habari, Minato moved his arm left and right without slowing down and threw three knives at once. Although rarely used in everyday life, Minato puts a series of small throwing knives similar to medical scalpels in the sleeves and pockets of his uniform as a convenient weapon, in addition to being equipped with his official sword.

Each knife followed a different curved path and hit the body of those in black as if it had been inhaled. The power of each is not high, but it creates a rift in the black clothes movement to help cornered members, and surely creates an opportunity to escape.

In the blink of an eye, a dozen knives were thrown, and Minato took a deep breath and jerked his arms forward.

Until then, the knives that had been thrown one after another, this time, were thrown six at a time, rushing forward like a torrent of light, stepping forward as they dodged Habari's back from side to side. Beyond that, he pierced the key points of the three black clothes guarding the door at the same time.

All three of them were only a part of the black outfit on the spot, but that was enough.

Habari draws his sword and slashes the three with a returning sword, and rushes into the dark room without gambling.

"Minato!"

Shiotsu called out to Minato, who ran over to the side.

"Protect the 'Blue King'."

Minato nodded briefly, chased after Habari, and leapt into the darkness.

++++++++++

Just a few minutes ago...

"Akio is dead!"

When he heard the words, Hayatoshi Minato became a self-defeating body for a few moments.

"Akio...?"

As a couple in a fighting organization, he was prepared to say goodbye in this way one day. However, when they told him it was "today", he was surprised.

Meanwhile, his lord, the "Blue King" Habari, jumped out of the vehicle and quickly used the sword at his waist.

"Minato."

"Oh, commander...?"

"Ask here. I have to remove the rest of the "Saw Traction Unit" and the forces that run."

Coming to himself with that word, Minato also jumped out of the vehicle.

"I'll accompany you too!"

It was an intuitive action.

On today's site, there are some items that exceed the expectations of "Blue King" Habari Jin. Something that took the life of Akio, who was creating a rift in cooperation with Zenjo.

He, Hayatoshi Minato, was said to be a foreign molecule in the "Scepter 4" organization. "Why is a decent person like you in such a small and stretched world?"

The answer is: "I came with Akio as a bonus." In contrast to Akio, who was a person who should enter "Scepter 4" in terms of personality and ability, Hayatoshi Minato originally had the qualities to lead a life as a general citizen.

The reason he entered "Scepter 4" is because he is with Akio. There is no doubt about it.

In response to Minato, Habari said, "It's an unexpected change." While maintaining common sense, he highly evaluated Minato's willingness to adapt to the air of an abnormal group without hesitation, often asking Minato for his opinion as a pseudo "big picture".

Minato offered to accompany him to the center of enemy territory.

Habari instantly caught Minato's will and nodded.

"Okay, let's go."

And now…

Minato ran after the "Blue King" and entered the devil's lair.

What does a mere human eye, a "king" or a demon see there?

What caused the death of his wife, Akio?

When the eyes get used to the darkness of the prison, Minato's eyes will find her.

(To be continue…)

[magmahurricane]

Guardians

[[ A gift for @nuttyrabbit​​ since today’s his birthday! This is the longest fic I wrote, and features a future version of his recently-introduced OC, Mach, and our shared kid OC, Journey (in this verse, named Nozomi Hibiki) as they traverse Osakiru - the Mobius counterpart to Japan that Nutty developed for his characters. Enjoy! ]] 

Airigasaki, Osakiru.

Mach heaved a sigh as he rested the nail-bat against his shoulder, peering out at the chaos and embers from behind his signature oni mask. People screamed, cried, and called out for help, for loved ones, for a savior that would not come. The sirens in the distance were nearly drowned out by the crackling of the flames, the hollers of the Sons of the Oni crew and cries of anguish from their victims.

He watched, breathing in the heavy smoke and feeling the heat blasting against his body, the scent and sounds of death around him all but drowned out by his own thoughts.

This was still Lord Frost’s country, and as long as Mach drew breath, he was going to do everything in his power to remind the people of that fact. Frost’s legacy was in his veins, in his heart; so long as Mach kept going, his legacy would never die.

--

Nozomi stirred, blinking slowly. Something had nudged her awake. She wanted to sleep, mumbling, huffing as she nestled deeper against the… garbage bags? She was nudged again.

Opening her eyes, she was greeted by the sight of a baseball bat, wrapped in barbed wire behind held out at her. The owner knelt down to her level, his clothes tattered and torn, his face hidden behind a wooden, scary mask. … Or at least, a mask that would be scary to most children. Not Nozomi. She was brave. Fearless.

“Yo. You alive?” The stranger asked. Nozomi stared blankly. Her stomach growled loudly. It was the only response he got out of her.

The masked stranger stared at her for what seemed a very long time, and Nozomi curled up again. Hunger pangs shot through her stomach and she whimpered pathetically. After a few moments, the stranger left.

Nozomi tried to make sense of the events in her head, fuzzy as they were. She remembered a long, fun day out exploring, making the foster workers worry about her whereabouts. Mrs. Suzuki had found her, by the playground, and was walking her back when there was a horrible boom, and people screaming and running. Nozomi recalled Mrs. Suzuki screaming and picking her up, and running. It was so dark, Nozomi couldn’t see - and neither could the poor, scared people, who ran into Mrs. Suzuki, knocking Nozomi from her arms and sending her tumbling. After that, all the child could recall was the stampede of footsteps, being trampled in the fleeing crowd and stumbling into this alleyway. The smoke had made her lungs hurt, and she got sleepy.

She wondered where Mrs. Suzuki was, but was too tired to move. As she sat up, she heard footsteps approaching, and looked to find the masked stranger from before approaching. He stopped in front of her, and set down a bottle of water and an armful of… food?  Her ears shot up attentively, and she swore she heard a snicker from the stranger. That was okay. People liked her ears! They said so often, she recalled.

“... You should probably eat.”

The stranger made a weird huffy noise, and looked around before helping open the bags and containers of food, placing them before the small child, and waited to see if she would move, if she could move in her current state. What would he do if she couldn’t…? He didn’t want to think about it. He’d have to keep moving. Someone else could help her, or she’d simply die. That was just how it was. For now, he watched.

Nozomi looked down at the meal, and back up at the disheveled mobian who stood before her -- and promptly stuck her tiny hands in the food, shoving fistfuls in her mouth, chewing noisily with her mouth open.

“Thanks, Mr. Monster-” Nozomi started. “...Name’s Mach. And don’t thank me.” The stranger corrected her, against his better judgement. “Thanks, Mr. Mach!”

Mach stared on in disbelief. He wasn't sure what he expected from the child - looking at her, she couldn't be more than three, maybe four years old at most. It was why he couldn’t just… keep walking. He didn’t usually see the unfortunate victims who were caught up in what he’d set out to do. Never one this small. He was no less determined to fulfil Frost’s legacy, but it was hard to ignore seeing such a tiny body laying down on a pile of garbage bags like she was just minutes earlier, lethargic and left to… He didn’t want to think about it. She wouldn’t have been the first. She wouldn’t be the last. He knew that, but he couldn’t stop himself from watching her.

She was a mess, with tousled hair and wrapped up in an old, tattered sweater that was entirely too big for her, with giant sleeves she used to wipe her face when she was done. It was then she raised her arms towards Mach, and whined. "Up, please!" She requested.

Behind his mask, Mach arched a brow. She certainly came around quickly. It was… charming.

But Nozomi wasn't the slightest bit intimidated, looking up at him with her big, bright eyes and a smile that, behind the carved wooden mask, Mach found himself returning, betraying his better judgement.

"Up!" The child demanded once more, and with sagging shoulders and an amused exhale, Mach obliged after making sure no one was around.

“What’s yer name, pipsqueak?” Mach asked. “I’m not a pipsqueak! I’m Nozomi! Nozomi Hibiki!” She huffed, pouting so fiercely it earned a chuckle from Mach.

She was so small, so light in his scarred arms, so fearless in his presence, that Mach couldn't help but smile behind the mask - it somehow made him feel lighter, though he wasn't sure why. As the child settled in his arms, content with having gotten her way, she  tapped a tiny claw against the Oni mask, wondering what his face must look like underneath.

“Where did you stay before this?” He asked, ignoring the dryness in his throat. “In the big building, with the other kids.” Nozomi answered.

The burnt pile of rubble Mach had passed by before he found her. The Son of the Oni felt a chill wash over him. He swallowed thickly as he imagined a burning building, full of tiny bodies like Nozomi’s… And quickly shook it off. He had work to do. Important work. It wasn’t his fault; their deaths were the failings of their caretakers, the people who betrayed Lord Frost’s memory, who let G.U.N. come in and tear down his legacy, who failed to get those kids out… And he hadn’t even known there was a foster care facility in the vicinity. He thought he was burning down markets. Stores. Not children.

The pugilist fidgeted slightly - he was supposed to be meeting his crew, do some interrogating, help set things right-- but he couldn't leave her here. Sighing, he wondered if maybe she had anyone else who could take care of her… and if they survived the Sons of the Oni raid. Against his better judgement, he asked.

“Yo, Nozomi, you got anywhere else to go?” “Go where?” “No, no I mean -- Tha place ya lived is gone. Did you know anyone else you can stay with?” “Oh!! I do!” “Okay, who?” “You, Mr. Mach!” She giggled, poking the mask.

Mach froze, mouth agape as he stared at the little girl in his arms. “Yer shittin’ me, right?” --

It was night again, and there wasn’t a soul to be found on the streets of Airigasaki. As Mach and Nozomi came out of the smouldering half of the district,  people fled at the sight of Mach. Screamed in terror at the insignia on the back of his jacket. The Sons of the Oni had come upon their quiet town, and not a soul was brave enough to tear the sleeping child from his arms - or realize that he was looking for someone to take her. The pugilist cursed himself under his breath. This kid wasn’t his problem. Not his responsibility. He knew he shouldn’t care so much, but feeling her small form against his body, her little breaths against his neck as she slept, the way tiny fingers clasped at his shirt - it made him feel something he hadn’t felt in years. Maybe it was selfish, clinging to this small feeling of importance when he had a legacy to fulfil. Akio and Mirage wouldn’t let him hear the end of it if they found out, but for now, that didn’t matter. He’d find somewhere to dump the kid, and they’d never know.

Sighing as he reached a park, he set the sleeping child onto the bench. His hand moved to brush her overgrown bangs out of her eyes, but pulled away. He looked around warily, wondering if maybe she’d be okay if he just left her here, asleep on the bench. Maybe someone would pick her up in the morning. He glanced down at her, and sighed before walking away.

“Sleep tight, Pipsqueak.” --

It was daybreak. Mach weaved between the tight alleyways of Airigasaki, hoping to avoid the cops. He just had to make it to the station, and he’d be in the clear. Shimahara was only a few short stops away - that was where the next raid was happening, and he hoped to recruit more men into the Sons of the Oni. Last night had opened the pugilist’s eyes;  the sooner he found Mangetsu, the sooner he amassed enough of Lord Frost’s followers, the sooner this all could stop. The sooner he could set this damned country back on the right track, and finally get G.U.N off their land. Out of the late Emperor’s palace. The sooner he could fulfil his destiny.

He turned the corner when suddenly a small, loud voice called out to him.

“Mr. Mach!” Suddenly, Nozomi was dangling above, hanging from an awning, a huge grin plastered onto her face. Mach instinctively held out his arms to catch her. She seemed to take this as an invitation, as she lept from the awning, frantically flapping her underdeveloped wings and plummeting down into his arms with a squeal of delight.

He stared at her, silent, unsure of what to do, or why he didn’t want to put her down, when the sound of approaching sirens startled him back to reality. He set her down hastily, and bolted, dashing through the alleyways and crowded streets. He didn’t look back, but he could hear her tiny footsteps, running behind him.

“Hey! Wait for me! Waaaiit!” She whined. Mach didn’t answer. He focused on his goal - reaching the train before it departed. Surely he’d lose her on the way there. Not his problem. Soon, Airigasaki and Nozomi would just be a distant memory.   “Mr. Mach!” Her little legs couldn’t keep up. He heard a soft thud as she tripped, and cried out: “Why are you ignoring me?!”

Her words were like thunder in Mach’s head. He froze, panting heavily as he looked down at the small child, her scraped little knee, the tears streaming down her face as she sniffled and rubbed her eyes. And in that moment, Mach saw himself in the child. He didn’t really think about it, when he walked up to her, scooped her in his arms, and just continued to run, a calloused hand firmly on her back, supporting her, securing her.

They boarded the train together. --

It was raining in Shimahara. The train station had vending machines with ice creams. He didn’t feel like eating, but Nozomi was enjoying a treat. She was a mess of matted fur, sticky fingers and sopping wet -- and shoveling an icecream sandwich into her mouth. It was gross, sloppy, and somehow endearing. It was such a far cry from how sad she was as they boarded the train, her feelings hurt by Mach’s attempts to abandon her, or how curious she had become aboard the train, gasping and tugging on Mach’s sleeve excitedly as she looked out the window.

He was beginning to understand why people had kids. He’d only known her for about a day, and she’d dragged him through a whirlwind of emotions since they met, and yet -- this was the happiest he’d been in years.

He was going to miss her. “All done, Pipsqueak?” He asked. Nozomi had been sitting on a bench with him outside the station, her legs dangling off the seat as she kicked them while stuffing her face with ice cream.

“Mhm!”  She held up her empty, sticky hands at Mach to prove it. He laughed. “Let's go then.”

The two of them set off. Mach fidgeted, brimming with nervous energy. The raid was tonight, and where would that leave Nozomi? He couldn’t take her with him - it’d traumatize her, make her hate him and could effectively cost him recruits if they thought he was going soft. Handing her off to someone who lived in the area meant she would just be among the body count after the raid and he couldn’t stomach the thought. He cursed himself for getting attached. [ Fuckin’ idiot. ]

“Mr. Mach! You shouldn’t say bad words!” Nozomi scolded him, putting her hands on her hips. “Sorry, sorry.” Mach mumbled, rolling his eyes behind the mask.

As the two continued to walk, Mach found himself thinking back to Takeda. She would have known what to do with Nozomi, how to take care of her -- it only now occurred to Mach that while he was okay with being soaked thanks to his aquatic nature, Nozomi probably wasn’t. He wondered if it was possible to track Takeda down, and if he could, whether or not she’d be willing to help him with his little predicament. But for now, he had an idea. “C’mon, Pipsqueak. Let’s get you cleaned up.”

Half an hour and two stolen towels later, Mach walked into a Children’s Department store with Nozomi. He had a few bucks - might as well treat the kid. He had to get her out of that drenched sweater anyway. He let her lead him, her tiny fingers curled around his as she excitedly dragged him along, gasping at all the cool clothes and pointing excitedly at what appealed to her -- and what appealed to her absolutely stole Mach’s heart.

It was a positively hideous black t-shirt with a cartoonish skull, which wore a fantastically awful bright pink bow. There was glitter on the bow, and everywhere, really, and a pair of black leggings with the ugliest little tutu dress- which, surprising no one, also had glitter - and the tiniest pair of punk boots Mach had ever seen.

He bought the items to the counter, his heart hammering in his chest; what the fuck was he doing? He could be caught. Arrested. He was putting Frost’s legacy on the line for this-- this adorable little punk. He stood stiffly before the register, and the woman behind it smiled at him warmly.

“I uh, need ta pay for these. For her.” He fumbled the words out. “Of course.” The woman said, patiently. As she rang up the skull shirt, Mach chuckled dryly. “She’s uh, got weird taste.”

The woman gave him a look, eyeing him up and down as he stood before her, hoodie pulled up, wearing his Oni mask and in his usual, tattered attire, smiled and said, “I can’t imagine where she gets it from.”

Mach was grateful that the mask hid his features, as an insidious blush crept across his features as he muttered under his breath, taking the bag, calling over Nozomi and hastily tutting her to the backroom to get changed so they could leave.

--

Soon, the two stopped to get lunch. Some on-the-go ramen was a welcome treat, and after retreating to the relative safety of a dark alley, Mach finally lifted his mask, turning it so it rested on the side of his head so that he could eat.

Nozomi nearly spilled her cup in shock, leaning forward suddenly as she saw Mr. Mach’s face for the very first time.

“Whoa! Your eyes are so cool!” She gasped. Mach chuckled, “Yeah? Watch this.”

Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, he focused. When he opened his eyes again, giving the kid a crooked but genuine grin, his eyes were glowing an array of different colors. Nozomi was mesmerized, flapping her tiny wings excitedly, earning another laugh from Mach.

As the glow faded out, the two ate their lunch in relative silence. Or, rather, Mach fell deep into his own thoughts and didn’t hear whatever topic Nozomi was prattling off about. She tended to jump around a lot and ramble about nothing in particular, and sometimes it came out a bit like gibberish. Four year olds weren’t exactly known for being great conversation partners.

Without really thinking about it, he pulled an old, tattered journal from his jacket’s inner pocket. It was solid black, with ice-blue decals. The words on the pages inside were written in a delicate, formal handwriting, each thought carefully recorded. [Legacy, huh…? Ya sure know how to pick ‘em, Lord Frost.] Mach thought to himself, as his calloused fingers traced over a page in the journal. His time with Nozomi had made him feel like himself again for the first time in years, he had laughed for what felt like the first time in an eternity.

“What’s a legacy?” Nozomi’s question pulled Mach back to reality, and he stared, dumbfounded. Where did that come from? “Uh… Well, a legacy is… when you represent someone’s ideals an’ shit, an’ carry it on fer ‘em after they’re gone. Make sure it survives, no matter what. Make sure nobody forgets.” “Ohh,” Nozomi said, her face serious. “And who’s Lord Frost?”

Mach nearly dropped the journal, staring at Nozomi slack-jawed. No way. No fuckin’ way. [You pickin’ my mind, Pipsqueak? Like it's your nose?]

“Gross!” Nozomi giggled.   Mach opened his mouth to speak, and no sound came out. How had he missed this? He smacked his forehead, recalling when she had scolded him for thinking a curse word. He’d been so wrapped up in everything, it never occurred to him that he hadn’t said it aloud.

A fucking four-year-old that could read minds. He had to laugh about it - that was just his luck, wasn’t it?

---

Shimahara burned.

But by then, Nozomi and Mach were on the next train out. Mach wasn’t certain of his next step, or what he wanted to do, much less what he was supposed to do. But he knew someone who would have the answers, or at the very least, help him find them.

---

Akhone, Osakiru.

The countryside was… different than any place Mach had been in the six years since Frost’s demise. It was so serene. There were no alleys, no street vendors, no traffic, no smog. No colorful vending machines or giant outlets.

People didn’t scream or stare fearfully at him. They glanced his way, and seeing little Nozomi holding his hand, would smile and wave. There were people working the fields, and little shops in town. When Mach asked directions, the townsfolk happily pointed him in the right direction.

It was a modest little abode by the lake. A familiar crane got to his feet when he saw Mach and Nozomi approaching, and called for the old woman inside as they reached the front door.

Takeda came to the door. The cup of tea in her hands fell to the floor as she saw him - it had been so, so long, and now he’d come home. She ran up and pulled him in a hug, and Mach, against his better judgement, melted into the embrace, returning it. His head was swimming, his thoughts at war with each other.

She led him inside, and for the first time in ages, Mach felt at home.

--

As Mach lay in bed that night, Nozomi curled up against his chest, Takeda and Penumbra in the adjacent rooms, he found himself reflecting on the events of the past 2 weeks. Meeting this incredible little girl, and travelling with her across not one, not two, but three different provinces as she reminded him how to enjoy life again. How one little girl had changed his life in such a short amount of time, with her infectious joy and endearing quirkiness, Mach couldn’t be certain.

A lot of things, Mach found, were uncertain.

Mach wasn’t sure where he was going, he wasn’t even really sure who he was anymore. A boy. A man. A legacy. A failure. A father? Hell if he knew.

But the little girl in his arms, with her silly tutu that had left Mach and their bed covered in glitter, and her horrid, sticky little fingers and adorable laugh? She was his journey and wherever she took him - whether it was to the other side of Osakiru or the world, he figured he’d be okay with that as long as she was happy.

[lyndiscealin]

Akio IV- Ending

Arthur sat down on the low coffee table in front of the couch.

“They called you Riko.”, he offered, clearly trying to stay calm and collected. Riko looked away when his brain produced an image of blood running down from a cut on his cheek. The urges were stronger since he had woken up and he had to call his therapist for new sessions before this got even worse. He didn’t want to hurt Arthur even if his brain suggested otherwise. He had dreamed about it a few days ago. Arthur strapped to a bed, screaming in agony while Riko had sliced him open. He had woken with a fucking boner and had never felt so dirty and bad in his life. Technically he knew he should feel worse about what he had done in his past, but hurting Arthur that way was a far more horrible thought.

“Yeah”, he answered, drowning the urge in the sadness he felt, not trying to think about the possibility of just holding Arthur in this apartment. Thankfully he wouldn’t even be able to do that. “I was called Riko until I was twenty.”

Arthur clearly waited for him to go on, but he couldn’t. He didn’t know how or where to begin.

“So… want to tell me why they did this to you? And why you wouldn’t tell the police?”

Did Arthur just want to hear it from him or did he really not know? Riko wasn’t sure, but it didn’t matter either way. He had to tell him. Minyard had left him to bury this last knife into himself. He knew that it wasn’t sheer luck that let him survive. If Minyard or Josten had wanted him dead, he would be.

“I’m sorry, Arthur. I… I’m sorry I can’t feel sorry for keeping this from you. I was selfish, but I don’t regret it. I’m just… I’m just sorry for wasting your time.”

“What are you talking about?”

Riko wasn’t able to look at him, so he looked at the ceiling instead and word for word hammered nail after nail into his own coffin:

“I was born into a mafia family. Only first sons were allowed to the main family branch so I was cast out and adopted by my uncle. With him I led an Exy cult. Maybe you heard of Riko Moriyama and the Nest and Evermore. That was me… my brother faked my death and kicked me out of the family entirely. I did… I did horrible things to people… to children. Josten scars on his face aren’t from me, but a lot of others on his body are.”

He swallowed but didn’t stop, because he wouldn’t be able to say anything again if he did. Maybe these were the last words he would ever speak. It certainly were the last he would speak to Arthur.

“I… tortured… them. Josten wasn’t my only victim, not even the worst one. On some days it’s still hard to feel bad about what I’ve done. On some days it’s just like watching a movie and let myself be amused by all the gore that is shown. On some days it is still just… entertaining. I… I am a monster. I would undo all of what I did if I could, but I can’t and I can’t even undo how I feel about it completely.”

Arthur didn’t say anything to any of it, so Riko dug his grave deeper and deeper still.

“On some days I want to hurt you”, he whispered. “See you bleed. Hear you scream. Obviously I am able to control it now, but it is still there. The urge is still there. I’m just a monster waiting for an excuse to wake again. So… yeah. I didn’t tell the police because I deserved what they did. I honestly thought they would kill me, but I think being in pain for the rest of my life is even better. I… I tried being happy with you, but I only have been selfish again. All this… work you had with me. Especially these past weeks. I should have told you sooner. I… shouldn’t have let you near me in the first place. I should have stayed alone. I’m sorry for taking two years from you. I really am. I thought it would be okay to be happy, but of course it isn’t. I’m sorry Arthur. I really am.”

For a very very long eternity it was eerily quiet. Riko’s words were gone and it felt like they would never come back to him. He wouldn’t need them anymore after this. The thought of a therapist suddenly felt childish. He didn’t need one. When the urge would get stronger again, he just had to let it out on himself until he one day would cut too deep.

“I have to go do some grocery shopping.” Arthur’s voice was very quiet. Was he afraid? He should be. He should be afraid of him, of the monster he was. Everyone should.

Riko just nodded and a few moments later, the apartment fell silent again. He would live in this silence now. It was exactly like the time after the nest. He could still remember the days when he suddenly had been alone and nothing.

He knew how to do this. He knew how to wash clothes and how to take care of himself. He didn’t know how to cook, but he could learn. He had been able to learn Exy to a perfection, it would be laughable if he couldn’t learn how to chop things and how to cook them so they would become a meal at the end.

But he didn’t know why to do any of it anymore. There was no practice he had to do good at, no team meetings with his team or the professional teams he was playing for. No training for court, no teammates who would fall upon him like vultures as soon as he showed some kind of weakness. There was no father or brother to impress, no one who gave a shit about him. Not that there ever had been anyone. Kevin and Jean, his brain provided unhelpfully and he nearly laughed about that nonsense. Kevin’s interest in him didn’t go farther then his worth as an Exy player and Jean… Jean… Jean wasn’t even worth thinking about. He had been a toy, nothing more. You didn’t cry if a toy didn’t love you back, what a stupid sentiment.

He didn’t leave his apartment for a long time. It felt wrong, going out alone. So he never learned anything, because he didn’t have things to shop. He just ordered food.

When he lay awake at night, he watched the wall opposite of his bed. The wall where Kevin’s bed should have been, but it was empty now. Just space that wasn’t used and never would be. If he just hadn’t thrown that fit. If he just hadn’t broken Kevin’s hand. Everything would be fine now. Wesninski would have died somewhere on the road like he had been supposed to and he and Kevin would have played court. Everything would be perfect now. If only these assholes hadn’t thought to pitch Kevin against him. To find out who was better. Idiots. Incompetent fuckers. they made him realise that Kevin had been better, that Kevin held back. Kevin Kevin Kevin, he couldn’t hear anything else. Everything had been about him. No wonder his father hadn’t been interested in him - the second best. Second all his life. Second son, second best at Exy… disposable. A failure. Not even a honourable name had been given to him. Even his gender had been only the second best. If he had turned out to be a girl, he could have stayed in the main family. Second in everything. He hadn’t been able to take it anymore.

A month in his new apartment and he smashed it to pieces. He started with his dishes and cutlery then sliced his upholstery open, ripped his cushions and pillows apart.

It had been his neighbours who called the police because of the noise.  When they found him the apartment was a mess of broken dishes, dirty ripped up clothes and he had several cuts on his hands from god knew where. He hadn’t washed himself for nearly two weeks and in his blind rage he had attacked the officers. He spent the night in a hospital and was then transferred to a psychiatric clinic. From there on it was years of medication and therapy and slowly… very slowly he learned what he had done and it got worse and worse before it got better even slower. A lot of therapists had given up on him, but at some point he had searched for new ones himself. 

At some point he had wanted to get a better person. He clawed his way out of everything at some point, was off medication for a few years now and had finished therapy shortly before he had met Arthur.

He didn’t really think that his boyfriend would really come back, but when the sun began to set he heard his front door click open again. It had been hours and he half expected to see Minyard or Josten again or maybe even Jean. Jean… seeing him as an actual human being had taken ages, partly because he subconsciously had known what that would entail. He hadn’t lied when he had told Arthur that on very bad days he still felt amusement about what he had done to others, but on his better days… on his better days he wasn’t even able to think about what he had done to Jean.

He turned his head in the direction of his front door, but Arthur first went to the kitchen. He really had gone grocery shopping…

It took a few minutes but then he settled down on the coffee table again. This was it then. The final conversation.

“I needed a bit of time to think”, he said like he had to apologise. What an absurd thought. Arthur apologizing for being shocked that his boyfriend was a monster. Riko nodded.

“You told me you were twenty when you stopped. So you were a child still when it started.”

“That’s not an excuse”, Riko said instantly. Because it wasn’t. That was important. It wasn’t an excuse for anything. It didn’t make a difference for his victims. His therapists had tried and failed to explain that the reason why he did things and an excuse were two different things, and that he couldn’t be made responsible for everything he did because of his mental state. It sounded a lot like an excuse to him that way.

“No, but simultaneously it kind of is, don’t you think?”

Riko huffed and looked up at the ceiling again: “Try to tell Josten that. I’m sure he will be understanding.”

“That’s not what I mean, stupid. Of course it doesn’t undo what you did. But you were a kid and no one told you that what you did was wrong. You thought it was okay and normal and… that is something you are not responsible for.”

What was that even supposed to mean? “Most kids know what’s right and wrong.” He didn’t want to talk anymore. He wanted Arthur to be gone already, this was torturous.

“Most kids live in our society and not in some mafia parallel world.”

Riko didn’t say anything, just stared up at the ceiling. He wanted this to be over. His chest hurt and he felt as empty as when he had realised that he was nothing and noone anymore. That he had lost everything. It had been shitty, but at least it had been his life.

“You signed for a professional team at a pretty young age. You played for two teams simultaneously and had school and later university. That had to be stressful.”

Riko shrugged. Yeah, it had been. So? A lot of people had a stressful life.

“I bet your uncle beat you, when you wouldn’t bring the results he wanted.”

“Sometimes.”, he mumbled. Bad grades hadn’t been an option or if he was tired during practice.

“Always in front of cameras or in this horrible building underground with other Exy obsessed people.”

Riko shrugged again but noted that Arthur probably had googled him.

“Have you ever been to therapy?”

Hadn’t he mentioned that? Was it important? “I had a nervous breakdown four weeks after my faked death. They put me in a mental facility for a while.”

“What was your diagnosis?”

Riko sighed heavily. He was so tired. So endlessly tired. He tried to remember the exact words of his multiple diagnosis until someone was able to pin it down. The ultimate verdict had been: “Antisocial probably sociopathic personality disorder, narcissism and sadism. The latter are part of an ASDP but they liked to point that out specifically. I was part of a few scientific papers as a success story. I probably could find them for you, if you are interested.”

Maybe it was just curiosity on Arthurs part. Whatever.

“So you know that these are mental illnesses?”

Riko shrugged again. Not an excuse, still.

“So when someone’s legs were broken at a young age and no one helped them fix the legs and they grew together all wrong, you would blame them for not being able to run?”

“That’s not the same!” Riko sat up quickly and then fell back into the pillow again with a pained groan.

“It’s not, but it is similar enough. I don’t say what you did was okay in any way, but in all fairness, you hadn’t had a lot of possibilities to turn out any kind of normal. I am not one of your victims, so I can’t forgive your actions, but I think you are allowed a chance in life. I love you, you know that. And I don’t think I would if you still were the monster from fifteen years ago. You never hurt me. Yes, you temper tantrums are there, but you just yell and throw things around. You don’t even throw things at someone. I’m kind of glad to know where they come from, now and I am a bit impressed that you even came this far. That you are able to feel empathy. I can understand that your therapists called you a success story.”

Riko didn’t say anything. He didn’t know what. Maybe he fell unconscious and was dreaming? Why had Arthur still had so many good things to say about him?

“Akio… you aren’t just horrible or something. I know you care about others. You helped me through some tough shit with my family and me and our friends like to hang out with you. You are on a good way and I think it wouldn’t be fair to leave you because of what you did as a kid, especially with all that background of your upbringing.”

Riko… Akio? … looked at Arthur and didn’t know what to feel. Was this real?

“You won’t leave me?”, he asked, his voice hoarse with disbelief. “How can you? I… don’t understand.”

“I will need a bit of time to process everything properly but… but I can’t leave you, Akio. I want to ever meet Riko, really, but I love you like you are now. As Akio. Just… please if you still fantasize about hurting people you should maybe start therapy again. Not only because of that, I really am worried about you at the moment. I think the injuries and everything have triggered things for you. So just… I will stay, but… contact a therapist?”

Akio swallowed and nodded. “Yes, anything.”, he promised. He would do anything, if he just could keep Arthur.

Cautiously he extended his hand and smiled weakly when Arthur took it.

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Reincarnation | Hashibira Inosuke

chapter: one / “boar boy.”

chapter: two / “check.”

chapter: three / “in the shadows.”

chapter: four / “endure.”

chapter: five / “in the clouds.”

chapter: six / “senses.”

❝a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.❞ ── chinese proverb

You hummed in satisfaction, cupping porcelain cup filled with the warm green tea in your hands as you watch the sun slowly reveal itself to the world; spreading her golden rays of light. Everything around her was bathed in crimson and the color of a blush, the clouds above decorated with a hint of sky blue and wisps of silver.

You sipped on your tea, the bittersweet taste dancing on your tongue before you swallowed, warming you up from the inside to protect you from the chilly morning breeze—which was especially strong today.

“Thanks for the tea, Grandmother Shiori.” You told her, placing your hand over hers, as she was sitting beside you while sipping on her own tea.

She smiled gently at you, eyes twinkling. “You know you don’t need to thank me, (Name). I think of you as one my own.”

“I know. But it’s a habit, after everything you’ve done for me and for the sake of my grandmother, Yumi.” You smiled back, placing your empty cup of tea back into the tray.

You brushed off your new haori—it was plain black with silver trimmings along the hem of your sleeves, along with a full moon with two crescent moons parallel to each other on the back, colored silver as well—and your Demon Slayer Corps uniform from any dust, adjusting the sheath of your katana the rested on the side of your hip.

Shiori watched you as you strapped your quiver onto your back, slinging the bow across your body as she fed some nuts to your crow, Kemuri.

“Alright, I should get going now,” You sighed, patting yourself to make sure you had all of your things on you. “Come on, Kemuri. Lead the way.”

Kemuri cawed in response, fluttering her wings before she hovered above you, flying east of the village.

“Good luck. Make it back safely.” Shiori said, voice laced with a hint of worry as she waved her hand at you.

You turned your head as you walked, a small smile forming on your lips as you waved back. You turned your head back to your crow, entering the forest as she guided you to the village that needed help.

∞

It was around noon.

You have been walking for quite a while now, only stopping twice to eat or to use the restroom. Kemuri, a couple times, said that you were almost there—

You got a feeling that she was just lying to encourage you.

“Kemuri,” You called out to her, taking out a strawberry from one of your pouches that held food, “eat this.”

You threw it towards her, which she caught with ease. She happily ate away, her flying now slowed down a bit.

However, what caught your attention was the faint sound of chatter in the distance—and lots of it. That, to you, meant that you had finally arrived at the village.

You sprinted towards the noise, the sight of houses, shops, and crowds of people meeting your vision. You smiled to yourself, increasing your speed.

“I’m finally here. What a walk.” You mumbled to yourself, entering the village. Your eyes scanned the place, taking each and every detail of the village—in case you needed it in the future.

What caught your eye, though, was the all-too-familiar sight of a boar head, shirtless man, and hakama with animal hide on it. He was seated at a restaurant, his boar head beside him, scarfing down his food.

You smiled, remembering the times you ate with him during the Final Selection—no matter who he was with or where he was, he would eat his food like that. It was probably in his nature.

You shook your head, making your way to the restaurant before you sat on a seat next to him. He didn’t notice you, however, as he was too busy with his tempura, takoyaki, and yakitori.

“Hello, Inosuke. Long time no see.” You greeted him after you made an order, placing your head on the palm of your hand.

“Hah?” He paused his eating, turning his head to look at you. He squinted, tilting his head before you spotted a hint of recognition in his emerald eyes. “Ration woman.”

A drop a sweat trickled down the side of your forehead, pursing your lips in an exasperated expression. “Ration woman? You remember me for that?”

“So what?” He growled, shoving some takoyaki in his mouth.

You winced at his messy eating, glancing over at Kemuri, who was currently perched on the sign of the restaurant.

She, like the crow she was, gave you a blank look.

“Nothing. It just means you have a shitty memory.” You shrugged, taking a takoyaki ball, which only fueled his anger.

He was about to yell at you when you shoved the takoyaki ball into his mouth, seemingly making him shut up and get distracted, once again, by food.

You had done that multiple times already—whenever you said something that set him off, you'd shove food in his mouth or distract him

So far, it always worked.

A small smirk made its way to your lips as you thanked the old man with the bow of your head as he set a bowl fresh, steaming ramen in front of you and some chopsticks beside it.

“So,” You started once again, as you waited for your ramen to cool down a bit. “Are you here on a mission?”

Inosuke’s emerald eyes shifted over to yours, eyes narrowed. “Hah? How the hell did you know? I don’t need any help.”

You rolled your eyes. “Well, you don’t decide. ‘Cause I’m here for the mission too. It’s the disappearing village.” You told him, voice dropping to a whisper that only Inosuke could hear.

“I don’t care. I’m going to beat you!” He declared proudly, chest puffing up with pride as he swallowed some of his tempura.

“Mhm, you do that.” You hummed, mixing your ramen with your chopsticks before you raised it up to your mouth and ate it.

As you and Inosuke ate in silence, you heard someone take a seat beside you. Curious, you shifted your head towards his direction slightly, enough to observe his features.

He was quite tall, even while sitting down, by a head. He wore a navy blue kosode under his navy blue haori, decorated with a white dragon pattern to contrast the color.

Your eyes trailed up to his face; admittedly, he was quite handsome. He had a cute, round face—messy, reddish-chestnut brown hair framing his face. He had large, almond shaped lime green eyes with a small beauty mark underneath his left eye.

He seemed about your age, if not older by one or two years at least.

He caught your eye, making you divert your attention quickly to your ramen, as if it was the most interesting thing in the world.

You felt your cheeks heat up, feeling his piercing gaze as you raised the chopsticks to your mouth, slowly chewing your ramen.

“Hello, miss.” He greeted with a sly grin, voice deep and silvery.

You swallowed, licking your lips nervously before you answered. “Um, hello.”

“I couldn’t help but notice you on the way back to my home. You and your friend there are Demon Slayers, no?” He asked, tilting his head to the side, curiosity shining in his lime green eyes.

You narrowed your eyes. “Yes. It’s clear from the uniform and weapons. Why do you ask?”

He waved his hand dismissively. “No reason. It’s people like you that make our world a better place.”

You nodded slowly. Just what was he getting at, exactly?

“Yes. Thank you for the compliment, um…?”

“Shoji Akio. Please, call me Akio.” The said man, Akio, told you, his smile reaching his eyes.

“Thank you, Akio. I’m (L/N) (Name). The one beside me is Hashibira Inosuke.” You introduced, bowing your head slightly out of politeness. “It’s a pleasure.”

“Pleasure’s all mine. After all, you’re very pretty and it’s hard not to notice. S’why I came here.” He grinned, winking at you.

Your eyebrow twitched.

Man, you really hated guys like that. Frankly, this was the first time that it happened to you, but after witnessing it way too many times…

Men could be real shallow assholes.

You barely acknowledged what he said, instead slurping your ramen as a response to his irritating words.

He smirked. Were you getting shy?

“Would you…like to go on a date with me, maybe? You know, get to know each other.”

You slurped. After a moment of chewing your food and swallowing it, you looked at him.

Without any hesitation, you answered, “No.”

Akio blinked, almost falling out of his seat out of surprise. What? No girl has ever declined him—that wasn’t fair!

“Huh? Why not?” He asked, trying to keep his composure.

“I just don’t want to.”

“But, don’t you want information about the village?” Akio asked, pointing his chopsticks at you.

You narrowed your eyes at him suspiciously. “Yes, I do.”

“Then I can tell you during our date.” He told you, shrugging non-nonchalantly as he began mixing his bowl’s contents with his chopsticks.

You snorted. Who did he think he was?

“You are so disgusting and conceited that it’s very sad and concerning. You think you have the right to blackmail or bribe me on going on a date with you, in exchange for information?” You let out a chuckle. “I can simply ask anyone. It’s not just you in this damn village, bastard. Grow up.”

You slammed some of your money onto the counter, sliding off the chair easily. “Come on, Inosuke. Let’s go.”

“Hah?! I’m not finished yet—”

“I’ll treat you to a large meal after our mission. On me.”

His eyes seemed to sparkle at the thought, a smug grin making its way on his lips as he put on his boar head. He proceeded to roughly grab your hand, leading you in a direction you weren’t so sure of. You were just glad that you got away from Akio.

The said male watched you and Inosuke, wide lime green eyes following your figure. He was just so, so...surprised and baffled by your words.

The restaurant owner shook his head and looked at Akio with pity in his aged brown eyes. “The young woman is right. She doesn’t owe you anything. Besides, the villagers would be willing to give her any information about the demons in our village.”

Akio sighed, his gaze shifting to the bowl of udon in front of him, head low.

He really felt shameful for what he did. For the first time ever.

You certainly taught him a lesson he didn’t know he needed.

∞

It was the evening, now.

The sun was in the west, slowly beginning to make its descent below the sky, decorating the horizon with rich colors and shades of red and orange. The clouds blushed a warm hue of a deep pink and orange, as if they were shy from the warm rays of the sun.

You bowed your head respectfully at the older woman, thanking her for the extra bits of information about what happens to the village. Narrowing your eyes at Inosuke to do the same, he merely ignored you as he crossed his arms, watching the older woman like a hawk.

Why was he so wary of her? She was a kind old lady, who even offered you two dinner for the hard work the two of you were doing.

“Come, Inosuke. We have to get to the place where they supposedly come out.” You prodded, gesturing with your head to a small field located at the end of the village.

“Stop telling me what to do! You’re not my boss!” Inosuke growled, clenching his fists.

He still followed you, though.

You rolled your eyes, deciding to give in to his charade to pump him up a bit.

“Yes, you’re right. I’m not the boss; you are.”

Steam came out of the nose of his boar mask as he puffed his chest with pride, cackling loudly.

“Yeah, I am! I’m your boss!” The volume of his cackles increased as he said so.

You silently chuckled out of amusement. He got all giddy and happy when praised, huh? It was almost cute.

Almost.

You sat down onto the grass, watching Inosuke absent-mindedly as he charged at trees head first, yelling his signature ‘pig assault.’

Your eyebrows furrowed slightly in thought, mulling over the events so far today. You remembered that Grandma Shiori wanted to talk to you about your sword—and you weren’t so sure why. She has seen it before, right? You saw the way her eyes lit up in recognition…or did you read her wrong? Well, sometimes you did over analyze. Overthink. It was a bad habit.

What sort of pissed you off today, though, was the nerve of that boy—Shoji Akio, was it? Yeah, you didn’t like him.

Boys like him think they are all high and mighty just because they are good looking. Boys like him think they are a lady’s man, just because he could woo a couple girls. Because they thought he was handsome.  Boys like him were nothing but trashy womanizers. 

Looks didn’t matter, however. Inside, he was a large piece of shit.

You sighed.

Anyway, onto the information you had collected with Inosuke.

One: apparently, as soon as the sun would set, the entire perimeter of the village would shake before it descended into some sort of dark, misty place.

Two: When that would happen, multiple demons would come out, dragging unlucky victims out of their homes to eat them. So far, there has been seventeen victims. Seven women. Seven men. Three children.

Three: it started around two weeks ago. Nobody knew how the demons got to their village; since it was up high in a mountain, and there were some wisteria flowers on the path to the village. You deduced that the demons probably saw some alternative way to get to the village.

Four: finally, it was impossible to escape the village. As soon as you stepped in, you couldn’t get out; the moment your foot steps out of what they called the ‘village zone,’ you’d get sliced in half. You figured it was some sort of demon blood art.

You clicked your tongue in annoyance, taking in a deep breath before exhaling. You needed to clear your mind, or else you wouldn’t be able to fully focus on your task right now.

The sun had finally set.

The moon, now crescent shaped, revealed herself to the quiet world. She shone brightly amidst the blanket of darkness, her friends, the glimmering stars, decorating the night sky—as if they were specks of snow that clung onto one’s clothes.

The village was quiet, and there wasn’t a single person in sight. They were probably hiding, now, with firearms, swords, and other weapons prepared in case the demons were to invade their homes.

Inosuke had stopped ‘practicing,’ his pig assault a while ago, now waiting beside you for the demons to come out.

As if on cue, you could feel the ground beneath you tremble. You quickly got up and brushed off any grass and dirt from your hakama, hands tightly grasping the hilt of your katana that sat comfortably on your hip.

You could feel the village descend, watching as the trees seemed to stretch into the skies above, grass appearing as if they were as long as the susuki grass. Once it stopped, everything, indeed, was shrouded in some sort of…dark, murky mist. However, you could still see the faint illumination of the moon above.

“Hah, I can feel them.” Inosuke muttered.

You nodded in response, backing up. Your back touched his, stance ready just in case any demon was going to attack you from any direction.

All of a sudden, you and Inosuke could hear loud, chilling cackles of multiple demons. The sound sent a shiver down your spine, heart beat beginning to increase.

You drew out your katana, the loud shing! of metal echoing throughout the empty village. You grasped it tightly, brows furrowed in concentration as you saw figures beginning to emerge from the shadows.

“Hello, dinner!”

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(Lea’s) Shokugeki Next Gen - Masterpost Version 2

I’m bored and achieved nothing today, I need to do at least one productive thing

A quick run-down of my Next Gen kids, because why not? If anyone asks me about them I can point to it ;w; It won’t be the most informative post ever but it’s really just a simple introduction. In case it sparks your interest, feel free to inquire about these kids.

I also have a tag on my blog that’s dedicated to them -> https://polar-stars.tumblr.com/tagged/Shokugeki-no-Kimiko-Stuffz

As well as an entire fanfic, which is still in the starters (It will be long. Be very afraid honestly, because I, for the most part, have no idea what I am doing) -> https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11912834/1/Shokugeki-no-Kimiko

Also: There might be some unusual ships in here. I’m sorry if your fave ship doesn’t happen to be included. It really comes down to personal preference ovo;; But please be respecting! I am as well. 

Anyways, let’s get into this:

115th Generation (the Prime-Focus)

Kimiko Yukihira

DoB: 27th of June I Daughter of Soma Yukihira and Erina Nakiri | Loves Playing Cards & Grocery Shopping | Dislikes Materialism & Being Called “Kimiko-Sama”

An friendly and optimistic young aspiring chef entering Totsuki as a transfer student in her first year of highschool. Was taught the so-called Yukihira-Style and is therefore known for her creativity. Greatest aim is to create a dish in which her mom can find no fault in. 

Hiroshi Aldini-Tadokoro

DoB: 25th of May I Son of Isami Aldini and Megumi Tadokoro | Loves Plushies & Fishing | Dislikes Cigarette Smoke & Dark Humor

A shy but practically angelic guy from Tohoku. Looks out for others a lot, which also shows in his cooking. Very well-versed in both Japanese cooking as well as Italian cooking. Often falls into the shadow of his much bolder cousin, but doesn’t make any attempts to get out of said shadow.

Kaori Hayama

DoB: 17th of February I Daughter of Akira Hayama and Hisako Arato | Loves Gardening & Pastel Colors | Dislikes Mess & Snails

The current valedictorian of the 115th Generation, who more than often gets a sort of nobility attributed to her by the rest of the students. Known as the “Gatekeeper to the Fountain of Eternal Youth” or “Youth Preserver” for short, as her medicinal cooking is famous for energizing it’s customers. Has her goal firmly set on the top of Totsuki and has no interest in socializing whatsoever.

Mika Aldini

DoB: 9th of August I Daughter of Takumi Aldini and Ikumi Mito | Loves Dancing & Romance Movies | Dislikes Rain & Gardening

A fiery, bold girl from Tuscany, who appeared in Totsuki as a transfer student in her second year of middle school. Specialised in Italian Food as well as the usage of Meat. Up to any kind off challenge thrown her way.

Lola Nakiri

DoB: 17th of November I Daughter of Ryo Kurokiba and Alice Nakiri | Loves  Limousines & Heavy Metal | Dislikes The Color Pink & Being Bored

The daughter of the headmistress who’s certain she can do whatever she wants. Well-versed in the usage of Seafood and utilization of Molecular Gastronomy, but known for putting more focus on the Seafood-aspect of her dishes. Teases everyone and anyone with no mercy.

Mona Nakiri

DoB: 17th of November I Daughter of Ryo Kurokiba and Alice Nakiri | Loves  Techno Music & RomComs | Dislikes Hot Weather & Rap/HipHop

The other daughter of the headmistress who’s much more quieter and reserved than her twin-sister. Known for making use of seafood fairly well, but her true passion lies in Molecular Gastronomy. Just wants friends but is actually very socially awkward.

Takayuki Hojo

DoB: 6th of September I Son of Terunori Kuga and Miyoko Hojo | Loves Fireworks & Pudding | Dislikes Operas & Complete Silence

The grouchy, easy-to-trigger little brother of the president of the Chinese RS. Being part of the RS himself, Takayuki also specializes in Chinese cuisine mainly having his focus on Sichuan Food. Absolutely hates commentary on his shortness. 

Kazuo Mimasaka

DoB: 9th of March I Son of Subaru Mimasaka and Nao Sadatsuka | Loves Every Romance Cliche Out There & His Camera  | Dislikes Mika’s Fanclub & Aggressive Dogs Barking

A very eccentric member of the 115th Generation who easily scares people with his mere presence. Truth be told, he’s completely harmless. Traces other people’s work but adds his personal spin on it by working in foul-smelling ingredients. Has a massive crush on Mika Aldini and is a hopeless romantic. 

Yasu Ibusaki

DoB: 2nd of March I Son of Shun Ibusaki and Ryoko Sakaki | Loves Forest Walks & Adzuki Bean Paste | Dislikes Gossiping & Tight Clothes

A peaceful and friendly young man, whose gentleness often gives off a big-brother-vibe to many. Knows a lot about Fermenting and produces his own Sake, I mean Rice Juice. His true passion is in the art of smoking however. Much more competitive than he lets on. 

Chieko Marui

DoB: 5th of December I Daughter of Zenji Marui and Yuki Yoshino | Loves  Chess & Matcha | Dislikes Metal Music & Irresponsibility

A highly intelligent girl and the ace of the Enomoto-Seminar that focuses on literacy-research about cooking. Incorporates said research excellently into her dishes while additionally having a talent for Wild Game, even taking interest in breeding. Known fairly well for loud complains and long rants, usually referring to her dormmates. 

Hideyoshi Kawashima

DoB: 19th of August I Son of Shoji Sato and Urara Kawashima | Loves Himself & Parties (in Chieko’s room)  | Dislikes Broken Mirrors & Studying

The overly arrogant emcee who’s known to host a bunch of events on Totsuki. Through and through an attention-whore who does has a fair share of admires though, being honest. Spends all of this time where he is not loudly praising himself with bickering either with Daisuke or Chieko.

Daisuke Aoki

DoB: 26th of October I Son of Daigo Aoki and Yua Sasaki | Loves Retro Stuff (mostly 70s and 80s) & His Guitar  | Dislikes Horror Movies & Dangerous Animals

A soft-spoken and shy emcee who hosts Shokugekis and other sort off events on Totsuki. Much more friendly than his childhood-friend Hideyoshi, but overlooked regardless most of the time. Bickers a ton with Hideyoshi.

Emi Kusunoki

DoB: 25th of July I Daughter of Rentaro Kusunoki & Mea Yanai | Loves Saunas & The Smell of Gasoline  | Dislikes Still Being Without a Boyfriend & Libraries

An often brash young girl who’s also known as the major Gossip Girl on Totsuki, that loves to hear and share all kinds of rumors around. Specializes in Heating. Wishes for a boyfriend with a motorcycle.

Itsuki Kumai

DoB: 10th of March I Son of Shigemichi Kumai and Rui Kofuru | Loves Self-Deprecative Humor & Edgy Rock Bands  | Dislikes Colorful Clothes & Phone Ringing

Very silent but also awfully pessimistic. Itsuki has a large talents with vegetables and herbs, as he tries to cook as vegetarian as Totsuki’s tasks allow him to. Additionally he has large knowledge around the cuisine of North-Africa. Forgot how to smile long ago. 

114th Generation (The 2nd Years who constantly argue for the most part)

Hiraku Yukihira

DoB: 13th of April I Son of Soma Yukihira and Erina Nakiri | Loves All Thing Decadent & Squid | Dislikes Laundry & Elite 10 Paperwork

Ever since entering Totsuki as a transfer student a year ago, Hiraku quickly worked himself upwards as one of the most, if not the most, admired chef of the school. His sensitive sense of taste, the so-called “Tongue Blessed by Angels” or “Holy Tongue” for short gives him a great advantage at cooking. He’s awfully unorganized however and much of a dense airhead.

Akio Hayama

DoB: 26th of February I Son of Akira Hayama and Hisako Arato | Loves Clipboards & Traveling to the Middle East  | Dislikes Stains & Organizing Hiraku’s Fanmail

Hiraku’s loyal and diligent secretary, who does not seem to mind just how chaotic Hiraku can be sometimes. Inherited his father’s sense of smell and is therefore outstandingly talented in the usage of spices and creating fragrant dishes. Very friendly but also easily nervous. 

Suzume Hojo

DoB: 11th of April I Daughter of Terunori Kuga and Miyoko Hojo | Loves  Memes & Fans | Dislikes Sitting Still & Sexism

The bouncy, energetic president of the Chinese RS. Therefore of course specializes in Chinese Cuisine. Much of a laid-back jokester but does look out for the younger students and takes certain matters fairly serious. Shouldn’t be underestimated. 

Shigeo Eizan

DoB: 29th of November I Son of Etsuya Eizan and Nene Kinokuni | Loves His Smartphone & Jazz Music | Dislikes Slow or No Internet & Suzume’s Jokes

A materialistic, cold-hearted young man who’s already involved in consulting-work despite the young age. His cooking relies on his intensive knowledge on the chemical components in his ingredients and how to utilize them. Is incredibly intelligent and fairly good at tricking people into trusting him. 

Ai Kabutoyama

DoB: 25th of January | Daughter of Tetsuji Kabutoyama | Loves Violin Music & Butterflies | Dislikes Loud Noises & Movies Without A Happy Ending

A very silent and distant young girl, who barely ever talks to anyone but wears an almost constant miserable expression. Specialized in utilizing Skewers. Friendly but insanely Short-Cut whenever she does speak.

Beatrice Shiratsu 

DoB: 9th of July I Daughter of Julio Shiratsu | Loves Posing & Making Lists | Dislikes Video Games & Bad DJs

A girl that can often be rather extravagant but all-things-considered she’s very open and rather sweet. Specializes in Italian Cuisine. Loves partying and is very occupied with savoring the life of a teenager as long as she can.

113th Generation (The Third Years, where most of the classmates have been removed already)

Noboru Shinomiya

DoB: 29th of April I Son of Kojiro Shinomiya and Hinako Inui | Loves Painting Landscapes & Autumn | Dislikes Unreliableness & Getting Bothered on his Day-Offs

Noboru is a serious young man who values organization, structure and a good environment. Gets easily annoyed when such things are not provided. Shows great talent in both Japanese cuisine and French cuisine and feels greatly torn between the two. Wants relaxation. 

Kiyoko Saito

DoB: 21st of February I Daughter of Somei Saito and Momo Akanegakubo | Loves Shopping & Kimonos | Dislikes Untidiness & Disrespect from younger Students

Kiyoko is a proper but spoiled young lady who’s friendly as long as she receives the respect she thinks she deserves. She’s specialized in Japanese Sweets, but does know how to make Western desserts as well plus Sushi of course. Very fashionable and has a booming Instagram. 

Masashi Eizan

DoB: 13th of May I Son of Etsuya Eizan and Nene Kinokuni | Loves Classical Japanese Music & Kiyoko’s Daifuku | Dislikes Everything He Considers Indecent & Being told to rely too much on his Father and his little Brother Shigeo

Masashi is overly serious and strongly values rules and customs. Considers himself superior than practically everyone on Totsuki, save for Noboru and Kiyoko. Specializes in Traditional Japanese Cuisine and is known for an extraordinary talent with Soba. Has a very short temper. 

Ran Mimasaka

DoB: 1st of June I Daughter of Subaru Mimasaka | Loves Her Motorcycle & Her Laptop | Dislikes Bullying & Not Being Active For Too Long

Ran is a calm, friendly girl but also slightly witty young woman. She utilizes foul-smelling ingredients for her dishes. Ran is also often perceived to be the “most normal” one of the Mimasaka-sibling. In actuality, she’s excellent at fishing and gaining information and is incredibly informed about basically every person walking Totsuki. 

116th (The 3rd Years of Middle School)

Moe Saito

DoB: 20th of December I Daughter of Somei Saito and Momo Akanegakubo | Loves Balletts & Bears (primarily Pandas) | Dislikes People She Doesn't Know Touching Her Ribbon & Ripped Jeans

Moe is very stoic and barely ever truly emotes. Should she ever actually smile, its a sign of her being beyond happy. She’s a Sushi-Chef whose main gimmick it is to make the Sushi as cute as possible. Also has a great talent for Bentos and while it’s not her main focus, she does know how to make desserts. Speaks dryly but also very bluntly. 

118th (The 1st Years of Middle School)

Kei Eizan

DoB: 5th of July I Son of Etsuya Eizan & Nene Kinokuni | Loves Video Games & Tigers | Dislikes Ties & The Scent of Coffee 

Kei often has troubles with making a good first impressions as he’s rather grouchy or even aggressive at points and also makes usage of a very foul language. Not to mention the reputation attached to his surname. He does have a good heart however and an actual sense for justice, which shows in his friendship with the frequently bullied Ayano Mimasaka who he befriends and would protect at all costs. 

Ayano Mimasaka

DoB: 30th of October I Daughter of Subaru Mimasaka & Nao Sadatsuka | Loves Lewis Carroll’s “Alice In Wonderland” & Sewing | Dislikes People Pulling her Braids & Physics Class

Ayano is a fairly eccentric but innocent, little girl who just happens to have a number of a bit more outlandish interests as well as a creepy laugh and the tendency to pop out of nowhere. She got heavily bullied in her life already just because many consider her weird and scary. 

Not on Totsuki (because they’re too young yet)

Nino and Maja Aldini-Tadokoro (Twin-children of Isami and Megumi, little siblings of Hiroshi, Future part of the 119th Generation)

Takahiro Marui (Son of Zenji and Yuki, little brother of Chieko, Future part of the 119th Generation)

Kasumi Ibusaki (Daughter of Shun and Ryoko, little sister of Yasu, Future part of the 120th Generation)

Yoshiko Saito (Daughter of Somei and Momo, little sister of Kiyoko and Moe, Future part of the 120th Generation)

Not on Totsuki (for reasons I can’t get into now because it would be Spoilers for the Fanfic)

Yuu Tsukasa (left), Shouhei Tsukasa (right) and Tsubame Tsukasa (middle) - Children of Eishi Tsukasa and Rindou Kobayashi

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Thank you for listening ;w; !

It’s still not complete...haha but we’re getting somewhere

[raguna-blade]

Revolutionary Girl Utena 34-39 And The Adolescence of Utena

So hot diggity damn, I finally finished the Series and it’s Sequel movie. (Perhaps it’s not truly a sequel. I will be graceful and acknowledge this as a possibility as I gleefully ignore it because hot damn that movie makes Negative Sense if You haven’t seen the series before (Which I know factually because I’ve watched it multiple times without having seen the series in full proper. That dance scene man) but makes immense amounts of sense if viewed as a sequel. I’m gonna get around to it sooner or later I think, probably sooner since the subject is on my mind, but still) Shit went down. So much has gone down, but the one thing that I can say is that it I am so glad to see that Akio got dunked on in the most pleasing way by the Lady who consistently spat hot fire the entire series.

Also that Dance Scene was SO FUCKING GOOD, LIKE HOLY SHIT GUYS.

Proper Essays and the like to come as I Do a run through thoughts and such, since I got a bunch of them.

Episodes 35-39

Episode 35

Oh Boy prince time again. Oh god. Oh god they changed it again.

I find it interesting that Dios is Still framed pretty sympathetically. He's a solid A plus good guy, but shit goes so horribly wrong that he just...stops. Hm. Wonder if there's a reason WHY he warped so? It doesn't excuse anything but...

Wait, did Utena start recalling everything? Hell of a way to regain your memories.

I do not appreciate the crotch shot here following that last ep.

GODDAMNIT AKIO. YEAH TAKE A WALK AWAY.

This whole scene feels awkward.

Oh damn her face flattened out like whoa. She mad.

Was it Eternity? That warped him...?

What's with the car...?

Also, ….Ok, toga. Car Pyramid too.

Also, is Akio...hm. Oddly Passive? Hm.

Give her a present, say it's from me, and god damnit akio please stop being weird for like 10 seconds.

What's with the carrot in his pocket.

Earrings? Jessu wakaba.

...Wait, was this to tilt TOGA? But why would that do it?

Prince Mystique. I think this shit was actually supposed to til him.

I think Akio actually fucking played Touga. HE THOUGHT THEY WERE PARTNERS AND YOU GOT PLAYED!

Yeah, Touga is fucking TILTED.

He looks so put off right now. Like he's...off. He's off in a way the others haven't been.

Saionji here reading him like a book. Jesus Saionji is tearing him a new one.

Used people like tools and it made you strong IN THE PAST.

Shadow Girls? Feels super early, but it's the second half of the episode. But what's the deal with fish...Oh, fish in the sea. Girls exist to be exploited? Huh...Toga I guess....A Mermaid? Oh, a fish and a personality

LEFT THE BED. OH NO. The earrings. Also, I dislike the soft lovely lovey dovey shading here. Just feels...like liesssssssssssss

Anthy.

He thinks he won the game. He wants her to be a princess.

A princess who will revolutionze the world.

Oh Shit the elevator! It's been too long.

Is it the bros time?

Never come out of this coffin. Is everyone dead here?

Saionji: YOU LOVE HER BRO?

TOUGA: Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Final Letter? Hm..Why the play? But I'm making this call. Akio's not actually end of the world?

Saionji: YOU SURE YOU WANNA BE LIKE HIM?

But for real dudes, why you strippin.

...Oh is chuchu a familiar? Or some part of anthy?

Anthy is not having it. AND SH what the fuck WHAT THE FUCK WE JUST GONNA IGNORE HER SPURTING INTO SWORDS?

Honestly, all of this is half making me wonder about the black rose arc cause it feels...mad out of place? It got excised from canon but...hm.

Episode 36

This yinyang shit is increasingly worrisome.

Elevator again? Also, how long has it been since we've seen the rest of the student council. And why does Touga think he needs to beat her to save her?

Hm....

Is the coffin (Coffins) Ohotori? Is this some weird purgatory? Would explain shadow seminar guy.

You sound sincere when you say that. IMPLYING HE DOESN”T THE REST OF THE TIME.

DON'T KISS AND LOOK ALL DREAMY FUCK YOU AKIO. FUCK YOU

WHY CANT THESE GUYS CLOSE A SHIRT?

Oh Stuco? Please be the heroes we need.

Juri: SOMETHING IS WRONG

Miki: WELL SHEIS A GIRL BUT...Uh...I mean that's good? Right? Something is off.

Oh Boy. Revolution TIME.

….What...what are they doing. What's with the  Bike...? Also, the metaphor shit makes me uh..Hm.

Touga: GETTING SECOND THOUGHTS.

Saionji tries to copy akio, and immediately shot down, shits dumb.

Shirt open utena? Copying princly(???) manners there.

Night Dueling...?

So...what's up Touga?

REAL STARS. SEEING REAL STARS FOR THE FIRST TIME!

And it shows the castle? Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

Man, touga realizing he fucked up but big.

I'm not sure if he's fucking around or for real right now. This is a cute as hell moment i'll grant, but suspect. Touga's got a history.

So he does care. Oh...So that's why he has to win. To keep her away from Akio? But...what's up with that.

...So is Saionji to Anthy as Touga is to Utena? Huh...?

Shadow Time...? Prince of the Horse and the Prince...uh...Hm.

Apocalypse time Hoo boy.

Huh. The Roses growing in anthy's clothes....I wonder if they're supposed to be sorta like...Swords? Analagous to Swords.

Touga and Saionji...Yeah I think that's a HARD ass confirm there. Wait oh my god really?????

That no budget though.

….Touga said he'd protect her and....EVERYTHING GOT REALLY FUCKING WEIRD. THE CARS. ANTHY

Oh man the cars are getting HOT wrecked.

Yo. YO GUYS THIS IS DOPE.

Are the cars the dudes/princes familiars...?

Is it over for us?

BEWARE THE ROSE BRIDE AND END OF THE WORLD

hoo boy. That's...a long ass pause there. And whispering akios name and YEESH SWORDS

oh god is it happening? Oh god it might be happening.

OH FUCK IT HAPPENED. AND SHE LOOKS BROKEN AS SHIT RIGHT NOW.

Utena is...uh...not here right now.

Nanami was RIGHT THE WHOLE TIME. TRIFLING AS HELL AS SHE WAS SHE WAS RIGHT.

ALSO BLUE HAIR AND JURI MIRROR UTENA AND TOUGA OK GOT IT. Shiori is Anthy then I guess.

Utena don't you know how much i've despised you? HOLY SHIT

Episode 37

Hey, Hey, Utena. SHITS FUCKED. ITS HIS FAULT.

DON'T TAKE THE RING OFF OH FUCK. She remembers. Oh boy. Ohhhhhhhhboy.

Only realizing how many fake ass stars are in the apartment.

Anthy is acting more robotic than usual.

Forgive Me! Chuchu.

Oh, the Rose bundle has the whole set of colors don't it. Yep. Orange, green, blue, yellow, red.

End of the World doesn't want things to change?

You two just gonna...just gonna admit how close you are. Touga. Saionji.

Anthy can hear the car noises. If you can still hear it.

GOD I HATE THIS MAN SO MUCH.

Anthy on her mind.

No star mention huh. Stars don't interest him....Hm.

Only place you can see stars are in Anthy and Utena's room.

Is this the first time we've seen utena in red?

….I JUST realized how immensely creepy this picture taking thing is from Akio. Somehow.

Anthy: My brother loves you as well miss utena.

Oh she's fucking up the ball game.

I love this life, I hope our feelings stay the same between the three of us.

Well fucking up the ballgame is off. But falling out the pattern. Never a good sign.

Juri and Miki to the rescue?

Utena is chosen to bring the world revolution. And she doesn't...want it. Been playing prince..So you could make yourself a prince.

Juri: What're you gonna do about anthy. You love her right. You...You know that right?

Nanami to the rescue. YOU KNOW YOU'RE BEING TRICKED YOU MORONS. STAY AWAY FROM AKIO AND ANTHY.

Nanami is a good girl, if a bit of a bitch..

Kozue watching like a hawk.

Miki: Hey I'm a bit in love with you.

Juri: COINCIDENCE?

Duel for her huh. HUH?

Shadow Girls...Why aliens crashing into the tower?

Utena's the Actress here. Shadow Girls OTP. Only one girl can be chosen at the audition.

So, a taste of the princess life?

Hoo boy...Why does he look so fucking angry. Also Anthy with the uh...weirdly sexual pains there.

What do you wanna do in the future Anthy?

Cantarella. A Deadly Poison. Why...are you just bringing that up. Poisoned Tea and cookies...huh?

What's with the record skip.

BOTH OF US TOGETHER 10 YEARS FROM NOW. Yes it would be nice. Just...Just ask her out utena. Please.

...Why are you on the ledge Anthy. uh...Is this a suicide HO SHIT.

I just can't go on. Anthy just...legit tried to kill herself? She just tried to kill herself.

Devoted to true friendship? A gullible fool?

Anthy. You can still turn back huh. Ring On. Prince Mode Engaged. Let's just fucking go.

Episode 38

APOCALYPSE AT THE START? UH. UH PATTERN BREAK? Uh...Shit.

Last two eps, now is the time I guess.

Hold Hands in the face of the End of the World. Let's goooooo

So...That's Dios. And Akio in front. So they're not the same person. For sure.

The Castle where a prince and princess will live together happily

WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED TO ANTHY JESSU CHRIST THAT WAS SCARY.

Rose Bride Utena.Make her into a rose bride. Hit him utena.

Yes, what does happen to Anthy. Rose Bride forever. Swords for ever.

Oh are they building on the suicide thing? Please and thanks.

Oh anthy REALLY wants to die. Like she is not even trying to stay alive.

The Rose Bride, a doll with no heart, to be abused and used huh.

Anthy and Utena finally having a heart to heart.

...Kinda feel like they're talking past each other though?

TAKE BACK THE SWORD.

Dios on her side.

The Prince and Castle are illusions. So that include the school...?

Uh...Uh...the star gazing room? Planeterium, that's the word.

Akio's room is the tip top. Casts Illusions.

Is it so wrong? YES FUCKER JESUS.

YOU ARE AN ADULT YOU FUCK. ITS NOT POSSIBLE TO BE FAIR.

You never tried to understand anthy. Huh...

They are throwing so much here. Like god damn.

Akio claims

HELLAVATOR?

He's trying so hard to get that sword from Utena.

He's...crying?

JUST A WITCH.

OH GOD THE SHELL. ITS BEEN SO LONG!

Nanami too!?

Smash the Worlds shell....oh the end of the world.

The Revolution Duel Has Begun huh.

Akio with his off brand Utena Outfit.

Real Combat huh?

Akio is REFUSING to explain himself. Which is markedly different since he's the only adult here.

I'm Gonna be a Prince...Oh shit is this the duel opening shot. Illusory construct. Oh boy. Oh boy that shit was literal wasn't it.

Anthy...? She looks uh...Not Ok.

Akio isn't though. He's looking uh...Bad too.

ANTHY? ANTHY?! WHAT TU FUCK? THATS HOW YOU END THE EPISODE?!

HOW YOU GONNA STAB UTENA LIKE THAT?

EPISODE 39

uh...pattern breaking again. Where's the opening. Last time to break a pattern I guess. Chance to.

FUCKING STABBED HER! WHY.

You remind me of Dios. But you can never be my prince cause you're a girl.

uh.

Uhhhhhhh.

The Duel Named Revolution. Utena is...Her Their Representative.? She's their Rep.

A boy saved juri's sister, and died. They can't recall his name. Uh...hm.

Y'all just gonna have corn cookin though.

Anthy....?

Do you hate what i've become? Why is he crying?

Y'all just gonna leave Utena dying.

His knowledge is absolute. He chose this path. Claims to love her. FUCK HIM UP.

He couldn't win with his sword, so he stole utenas.

UTENA HANGIN ON.

Stubborn and reckless hero. A taste of true friendship.

OH FUCK THATS A LOT OF SWORDS

Shine with with human hatred. Summoned and deflected by Utena's sword?

HEY HEY WAIT A SECOND. THE FIRST SWORD THAT STRUCK HER IS DIOS/AKIOS. HEY WAIT A GODDAMN MINUTE.

Takes the sword in place of the prince. Destiny of the Rose bride huh. And he's sitting here saying she chose this? YOU TALKED HER INTO IT ASSHOLE.

AND HE CAN'T EVE DO IT WITH THE SWORD HE WANTED SO BADLY.

So...Dios...Again. Through the door eternity, and the power to change things. Well damn fuck dios too.

It's interesting that Dios is presented as a powerful figure, but is ultimately pretty impotent here. He holds absolute power but cannot act? HUH.

Broke her sword huh.

Akio: I COULDn'T DO IT SO YOU CAN'T EITHER. FUCKING DUMBASS

Utena; FUCKING TRY ME. THIS SHIT IS GOIN DOWN.

Oh, friend pointed it out. Roses are all her color.

No power, you can't do anything. Just be dependent.

Utena: FUCK OFF. FUCK THIS DOOR. ANTHY

HAVENTS SEEN THIS SHIT IN A WHILE!

And the swords stopped.

Just realized how childish the prince is...

Oh hey a coffin. And her hands are bloody.

Oh...I think HES gonna have to deal with these swords now.

It's anthy in the coffin. Of course. Tracks.

Don't be afraid of the world says baby Utena. Word.

AT LAST WE MEET!? Yeah that tracks. That. Yeah. She's not being the rose bride. She's being Anthy.

TAKE HER HAND ANTHY GODDAMNIT

While i'm thinking, the whole edifice of end of the worlds power broke down.

Someday together. Uh. Uhhhhhh. Hey. Hey wait a minute.

HEY NO THATS NOT COOL. In the end I couldn't be a prince. Forgive me.

The Swords are...Uh...Utena. UTENA! oh..oh shit.

Wakaba. Hero.

Shadow Girls gonna be an actress. 10 year reunion.

Who was Utena again...? uh.. Utena Hopitalized? Uh...Hey wait a second.

Everyone seems to be..going on.

They're all forgetting she ever existed.

He really doesn't realize what happened.

She vanished from your world. Huh.

Oh hey she's in utena's colors. Well maybe her colors.

I SWEAR I'LL FIND YOU. HEY WAIT.

Hey Final frame Utena and Anthy. ALRIGHT.

MAY THIS ROSE REACH YOU.

NOW THE MOVIE

Revolutionary Girl Utena The Adolescence of Utena

Ok, so this isn't the movie proper, just the dvd thing, but Man Anthy looks super. She looks actually kinda confident and active and alive I guess?

Anyway, I'm going into this assuming it's some kind of sequel. I'm looking for that anyway. Whether it's true uh..We'll see.

HERE WE GO

Anthy and Akio on the tower? And now Just Anthy. At the toppest point where things were controlled right?

….what the fuck is this geometry.

Music still slaps.

I'm sure those pictures were supposed to mean something but fuck if I know what.

...What the hell.

Utena!? SHORT HAIR SHARP DRESSED!

Wakaba! Utena being the charmingest though.

On Air? Shadow Girl Radio! Listen Carefully!

This academy is castelvania.

Shadow girls: Dumped again? Rain on her parade? Huh.

Utena's Pavlor Instincts: PRINCE?! PRINCE WHERE!?

Budget yo. Miki and Juri though man. Juri's not a bad choice for prince.

Juri has like 8 times as much hair. Like Damn. Your Rival

Hey it's Touga! Utena is SHOOK

...The Rose Thing is BUSTED.  Just straight wrecked. The Garden. That's the word.

Hey touga what's with the spooky ghost bullshit.

HOW MANY YEARS HAS IT BEEN SINCE WE LAST MET.

I didn't come here looking for you. Surprised you're here.

I'll live with high goals.

More of a pink rose really. Unfurls to reveal...the ring? Huh. Rose Rain now.

Oh...That's DEFFINITELY the highest place in the academy. Structurally uh...uh.......

The Rose Gate looks fucked up. Oh that's a lot of roses. Didn't anthy say something about tending roses...?

Are you not afraid? Anthy looks...really happy. Her hair is down.

I'm the only one captive to the roses. Why'd you come here?

Why'd you come to this academy? And Anthy stopped when she saw the ring. And kinda freaked out.

How do you know about that. Heyyyyyyyyyyy. Saionji.

Rose brides symbol. She's holding that pink/white flower pretty tight though.

Anthy just...kinda went back into robo mode there. And she's not...precisely feeling the ring thing.

Meanwhile, that gate effect.

Do you have a sword? (you know nothing. Last chance to take it off please.)

Utena. A broom ain't a sword, but yeah fuck him up. Ain't worse than what you.

Anthy slap count. But she's active here. She's being a person here unlike before which is.

Anthy is covering her ears.

You're the one who doesn't understand. Is there any girl who's happy to be treated like a possession.

I NEVER SAID THAT I WAS A BOY. FUCK OFF.

Anthy looking hopeful there. DIVE. YOU're NOT ALLOWED TO DUEL WITHOUT A SWORD.

And...Is this song from the original but better but....

Anthy and utena got back into the swing asap. Long Hair Utena returns. Prince Utena rather I guess.

GG Saionji.

PINK MOSTLY! ITS PINK MOSTLY! NOT RED. A LITTLE RED! OH MY GOD THIS MIGHT BE A LEGIT SEQUEL!? Kinda sorta. I'll have to explain myself later.

Touga and Utena are cute as kids. Look at em.

Anthy just...asserted herself.

I don't usually invite people to my room. And then you pull her onto your bed.

Mark of the rose, you know it don't you?

Uh...uh damn Anthy. She's just....straight up feeling up Utena. Looked shocked then certain.

Dreaming of the castle with the prince.

Kozue what are ...what's up with this room. Her prince drowned huh?

Probably the closest we'll get to duelist wakaba here.

Also trying to win her. Well I guess you could say he's here for the dueling.

Hey, Touga don't kiss and tell.

These two are...oddly friendly.

Touga, don't talk to Akio. It's never good.

Calling her a witch.

Prince was a lord of the flies. The witch turned them into a prince.

Wait, not Kozue, that was shiori.

KOZUE, just put a knife to her brothers throat. OK.

Uh...Sold to your father...? Where's nanami though. Calling him a customer makes this uh...infinitely skeeziesr.

Wow Shiori seems a bit uh...

Oh yeah, that's no good. Goddamn poor touga.

Touga: I will win. But I can't be cruel to Juri. High goals man.

This darkness leads to the end of the world....And Dios being a goddamn Cryptid.

The Revolution will begin soon.

Miki: My wish is to obtain more power.

Juri: I want power to be free. To be unconstrained.

Touchy Juri is cool. Big Big Sister Energy there.

Shiori being MAD damicky right now. Trifling. Just absorb Nanami or something?

Miki: Free from Constraints. I get it. Yeeeeeee.

Anthy Please step away from the edge. And you just flash stepped to the center. ok.

Utena is WAY more expressive here too.

“There is no prince” That's...pretty chilling coming from utena actually. And Anthy is so damn touchy feely.

Uh. Uhhhhhhh. ok. Axe antics.

But not in utena which is a step up.

Ooh the ground is mad pretty.

And the starrrs. YoooooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Anthy! Looking mad gentle and sweet here. Duelist Utena! And Rose Bride Anthy!

Oh shit. This dance scene is...And it's their reflections .

NO MATTER HOW MUCH TIME PASSES DON'T FORGET THTA PROMISE. IVE COME ALL THIS WAY AT LAST!

YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THE LIGHT IS ALWAYS SHINING!

THEIR EXPRESSIOSN AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH

Oh it's the oninon boy.

Draw Each Other huh! eyebrow waggle

Anthy where the hell are you going.What the. And it's the tower huh.

It's just an obvservation room now though huh. Or in this version.

Anthy, smiles when she takes off the ring. SEQUEL VIBE INCREASES.

Anthy, is unquestionably the one in charge this movie. Compared to before. She's way more impish.

Like...How the hell did you talk her into posing nude exactly?

Utena. Utena are you asking her to strip- ANTHY!

Uh what's that sound. WHAT ARE THESE PICTURES? Uh...Uh...wait what's up with the anthy here.

Ok, so Akio/dios being a weirdo again....and there is a fucking hole in her chest. A big honking hole.

SHADOW TIMES:...

Is...Is that nanmi. There's Chuchu and nanami yep, ok. OK. Oh it's the three dudes too.

You had limitless budget and you put this shit in.

...What the fuck was that though. Crocodile kun.

Hey Akio looking...Cool as usual. But is he still awful?

Record skips. Great.

Did he roofie his sister.

Hey fuck that noise WE DUEL NOW

VS JURI

...People can SEE them dueling?

What's with Shiori though.

Juri once again, being a boss. Also, I just noticed that all of their outfits have gotten an upgrade.

...Miki what do you mean who is Touga.

Juri is...WAY madder about her pretending to princedom than before.

Dios Overlay. And Anthy seemed shocked.

…....A Dead Akio. And he was buried under the ground. And Anthy looked...kinda...pissed.

Anthy killed Akio. And Shiori? Out here pulling shit?

...Oh Akio thought she was asleep when he pulled his shit. Hoooooboy.

Oh the interview room. Shadow room?

Akio freaking the fuck out and he killed her.

And he's dead. Pretty pathetically actually.

Deffo the shadow seminar. Hellavator!

...Touga?

So castle showed up when she killed her brother.

Is...Touga dead.

They keep going back to this drowning kid.

Hero Touga. The Touga we deserve.

Well he died in water and not fire, so...Go him. Seemed pretty chill about it.

I finally found you utena. Power of miracles as long as you stay here.

Pull the sword out and just put that shit back in.

Let's get the fuck out of here-CARRED

TO THE OUTSIDE WORLD

Best version of the Apocalypse song, but why a fucking carwwash. Who thought this made sense. It's DOPE to look at but like damn man.

Utena makes a DOPE car though. Like that shit looks awesome. SHES RUSTING  ANTHY. PUT THE KEY IN HER.

Shadow Radio! Hot Damn, Kage OS looks DOPE.

They're all pink haired shadow gals. Which is neat.

Wacky Races Yo.

BIG MISTAKE THINKING YOURE THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN TURN INTO A CAR.

Only one who escapes this world. The only one who deserves it is beautiful me. Well...Rip Shiori.

OH ITS THE SWORDS. THEY'RE THE SWORDS.

Ok, this makes CONSIDERABLY more sense if you think of it as a sequel I think.

Needs help? Stuco Squad is there for youuuuuuuuu.

Or at least those who remain.

….WAKABA IS THE JEEP!?

Saionji: I have your back. And when we get to the outside world, I will be there to seduce. The fucking dork.

Oh hey it's the castle making what I must assume is it's last appearance....Oh that's ominous. Das big.

THAT OPENING THEME YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Still freaking weird, but Shadow Girls got your back..

HYE THATS CHEATING!

Oh hey, it's everyone's favorite dickhead.

Where you can be a living corpse.

You can only be a prince in that world.

Goodbye brother, you are no longer my prince.

Hey Akio, how is it you're still the worst.

The balancing act there is crazy like damn you two.

Shadow Girls no more! But we'll miss you.

Anthy Himemiya and Utena Tenjou as the Shadow Girls huh.

Man, the real world looks like shit. (?real World?)

The logistics of it aside, that's a hell of a cool shot.

Return to the outside world we're from. Explore and make the world bigger. Ok. Ok. I get you.

Also. That made LESS sense with context.

[mudaship39]

Alpha Centurion War: The Battle of the Andromeda Galaxy and the Battle of the Milky Way Galaxy:

In the arctic was a mystifying entity, an unknown object covered in ice. The ice neighboring that object was primordial, over 100,000 years old. It was an extraterrestrial vessel with ciphers that were comparable to the craft that brought Chieftain and Warchief Mark Akio Puleitte Oshiro Kaimana Kato-Smith and Maria Garcia Bahr Alejandra Smith to Terra. When aliens or humans and when metahumans or superhumans similar to New Gods, Tamaraneans, Atlanteans, Olympians, Kryptonians, Asgardians, & Daxamites attempt to gaze within the vessel they understood that even their electromagnetic spectrum sight could not infiltrate through the extraterrestrial metal. All they discerned was that the craft was colossal and associated to the last living Iuyamian. Intergalactic black ops and spec ops organizations similar to Shield, ONI, Section 31, Argus, Checkmate, the Outsiders, the DEO, & the Agency were all interested in the alien vessel and the secrets of the Iuyamian race that allowed them to conquer the known universe in the distant past eons ago. Hleor, Kir’els, Ollas, Falder, Empress Ohoi Nessars, Melmih, Scuir’uil, & Loran the alien wives and extraterrestrial concubines of Alexander/Alexandria all looked up at the frost where the unknown entity was covered and perceived someone walking on the rock face of the colossal iceberg. Their eyes broadened in astonishment and then narrowed urgently attempting to decode who the frag would be unwise enough to be outside when it was negative 90 degrees Fahrenheit. Their eyesight improved and witnessed the figure was hovering in the air merely put his/her/their clawed hands with opposable thumbs on the frost and shove, the frost exploded and the person strolled effortlessly over the perilous landscape. They focused their eyesight even more on the form and their eyes broadened in total astonishment when they recognized him/her/them. It was the Iuyamian and the Last Scion of the House of Fire Basilisk. But before they might yell out to him/her/them, he/she/they disappeared from their vision and they all hurriedly glanced around them to observe if somebody else was outside to see the spectacle but no one was present. They all narrowed their eyes and soared upward to the location where they had last seen the Last Scion of the House of Fire Basilisk. But there was no indication of him/her/them and they closed their eyes focused their hearing listening for any racket with the exception of for the weeping storm. They abruptly heard a bizarre droning noise and their eyes snapped open. They saw a soft emerald from energy blasts comparable to Tamaranean starbolts and sapphire blaze from optic blasts similar to Kryptonian heat vision coming from thousands of feet below and they instantaneously flew downwards towards the earth. They saw a diminutive cave and supposed that he/she/they plunged down from the ridge and landed there devoid of wounds. He/she/they were truly powerful. They noticed a thawed opening several meters to the left and they jumped down the hole, they plunged thousands of feet and then the channel soared upward like a flight of steps. They ran their hands beside the frost and their hands came back drenched damp. They gazed as significantly as they could observe and comprehended that it was a thousand meters unexpectedly a malachite and scarlet smolder materialized radiating the sub-zero mine into a muted radiant inferno. They pursued the glow of Tamaranean starbolts and Kryptonian heat vision absorbed with interrogating the Iuyamian. Then following an hour of soaring the burrow immediately blocked the cambion and teal blaze fading. They all scowled and opened their palms concentrating on their abilities, Loran and the others were similar to Female Furies, Empress Nessars she was comparable to a Kryptonian or Tameranrean, & Hleor was a half alien New God/Greco Roman Titan. They rotated from wall to wall to observe if the channel curved to either surface but there was no new channel. They roared and looked in the air but it seemed like someone leaped all the way through the frost. That caused their eyes to broaden as they grasped how powerful one of the last living Iuyamian was. They weren’t confident that they themselves could execute an accomplishment like that to leap through frost that was over 100,000 years old so simply was absurd. So they flew up the opening they reached the top of the tear in minutes and immobilized at the spectacle before them in incredulous wonder. It was a vessel. It was glorious in mass and primordial in its manner. The craft dissimilar everything they had ever witnessed. The vessel’s crypt was cosmic and they recognized that this ship was of extraterrestrial source. Ultimately they lurched upon an opening there was a fissure above them directing into the unknown craft and they realized the last Iuyamian must have smacked his/her/their route through the extraterrestrial substance, they were cautious of an impending battle between them and him/her/them. As these minute achievements were exploits that they themselves were insecure if they could achieve. They soared through the opening and stared at the nucleus. They experienced it like a trespasser in a consecrated location that only little would ever be awarded the opportunity to perceive. The vessel was in the iciest fragment of the Arctic tundra and he/she/they were uneasy.

 “Hleor the Devilkiller, Loran the Godslayer, Melmih, & Empress Nessars came looking for me.” “Ever since then they searched for me when I disappeared after the Battle of the Polaris Star System of the Alpha Centurion War.” “Shahin the first wife of this Sq’i still lives in this universe, multiverse, & omniverse.” “Shahin was a soothing influence on Sq’i and she made him question his campaign to subjugate and conquer the universe.” “The fact she still lived caused Sq’i to dispose of his plans to vanquish the star system, galaxy, & universe.” “He was content with just ruling his home planet.” “You were his champion Alexander/Alexandria.” “You were his fiercest general.” “You were his heir,” said Hleor, “Not his two sons Olxax or Kihik or me his daughter Hleor but you.” “He later took  Shumheh as his second wife and had his son Olxax.” “Sq'i and Im'ae had betrothed Loran and Hleor to me as my sixth and seventh girlfriend, betrothed, & fiancée.” “Long ago you were betrothed to us but we finally met when you were an adult.” “We fought against each other in the Battles of Earth during the Alpha Centurion War.” “We met again when we fought in the Battle of the Vega Star System and the Battle of the Sol Star System.” “We each fell for you.” “We decided to betray the Forces of Evil by becoming your moles and informants telling you about the Forces of Evils weapons, supplies, location of bases.” “Anything you needed to win the war.” “But then you disappeared after the Battle of the Andromeda Galaxy and the Battle of the Milky Way Galaxy…” “Never to be seen again or heard from again…” “That is until now…” “Where did you go?” “Why did you leave us?” “Why did you abandon us?” “I left after the planets, star systems, & galaxies of this universe, multiverse, & omniverse betrayed me after the Alpha Centurion War.” “I left to be with my children (adoptive and biological) and my wives who were alien extraterrestrial women, women of color, & Indigenous women.” “The only people who knew where I was were the Elites and the Paragons.” “Come with us our love.” “Sq’i and Im’ae and the others want to talk to you.” Marie Bahr Garcia Alejandra Smith asked, “Who were the women that the robot and the artificial intelligence detected?” “They appeared to be aliens based on the artificial intelligence’s evaluation.” Alex/Lexi raised his/her/their eyebrows, “That was Loran, Hleor, Melmih, Ollas, Falder, Scuir’uils, Kir’els, & Empress Ohoi Nessars, when I examined them using my electromagnetic spectrum vision to check their DNA there were fibers as intricate as my own, they are exceptionally strong.” Marie Bahr Garcia Smith the Colombian woman of color Iuyamanian alien hybrid concurred though there was a twinkle in her eyes that appeared to depict that she recognized something that he/she/they did not, “They would be appropriate counterparts for you Alexander/Alexandria.” “It seems that their DNA.” “Along with the dna of your wives who are women of color, Indigenous women, & extraterrestrial alien women are actually similar with an Iuyamians.”