Warning: You may want to have Licenceless Rider theme song ready to play out on the background for a certain moment =)
𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬
𝗢𝗰𝘁𝗼𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝟲𝘁𝗵, 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟰. 𝗞𝗮𝘄𝗮𝗴𝗼𝗲, 𝗦𝗮𝗶𝘁𝗮𝗺𝗮. 𝟭𝟱:𝟯𝟬…
Softly, the sun warmed the city as the evening moved on, though the slightly cold wind reminded everyone that the seasons were close to changing once again.
This, however, didn't seem to bother the scrawny-looking teen sitting on a table outside a bar, looking idly at the people walking by and the occasional car driving through the street.
Letting his mouth curve into a small smile, Kirigaya Kazuto idly wondered when the feeling of weirdness he got from seeing something so normal would vanish.
With a sigh, the boy let his eyes wander towards the heavens, clenching his skinny fist as he did so. Ignoring the small 'feeling' he got that something was 'missing' when he did the later action, he was glad that the former let him appreciate that the sky no longer gave him that prison-like feeling that Aincrad's one had done.
Thinking about the floating castle made him scowl slightly. After all, that immediately reminded him about that man called Kikuoka who had questioned (interrogated) him about what had happened in SAO. It was clear that, despite how 'helpful' he pretended to be and how Sugu had reluctantly accepted that the man from the SAO Victims Rescue Force HAD helped her by providing info about his condition, there was something 'fishy' about him, as if he was hiding something all the time. Even his little sister didn't seem to really trust the bespectacled man.
Even so, he had only needed to give some vague answers and excuse himself as being too tired to get the info he wanted from Kikuoka, about the whereabouts of his friends. The news he got weren't what he was expecting to hear at all, to be honest.
Asuna, Keita, Ducker, Tetsuo, and Sasamaru hadn't woken up, together with another 295 people.
Essentially, 300 SAO players hadn't woken up when the game was cleared and were still in a coma for reasons no one was sure about. The fact that several of his friends were among them had only managed to frustrate/enrage him and the girls even more after they talked by phone (Their states had made it so that they couldn't see each other yet) and shared the news. In a couple of days, he would be going with the others to see Asuna and the rest on the hospital…
And if that wasn't enough, there was Kayaba's fate, which Kikuoka had also informed him about. Apparently, they had found his corpse after the man essentially committed suicide by using some sort of strange experimental deep-scan VR machine, which purpose apparently had been to turn someone's mind into data. All things pointed out that the 'madman' had died when the machine fried his brain after failing to do fulfill its 'crazy' purpose.
He was SO calling that Kayaba had somehow managed to succeed and become a 'virtual ghost' or something like that. As mad and unreal as that sounded, his life had had enough craziness the last years for him to believe it.
With all of that, it was only normal to think that the boy was extremely stressed, and that given his condition he would be resting on his house instead of where he was right then…but he just HAD to be there.
No, to be more precise, he NEEDED to be there. An important part of his soul demanded that he finally did this, something that he had 'longed' for almost two years.
And between his 2 weeks of stay on the hospital followed by another two of mostly rest on his house with just enough effort to keep himself active while he started his recovery-therapy sessions, he and Suguha had been delaying this long enough.
That was why, when his little sister appeared carrying a bowl filled with ice-cream of many flavors, chocolate and bits of fruit, he couldn't help but let all his worries vanish and smile brightly at her as she sat at his side, giving him a spoon.
It was two years late, but he really wanted to fulfill this promise.
"Hope you didn't wait too much, Onii-chan!"
"Not really, Sugu…" muttered the boy while sinking his spoon on the delicious-looking dessert. "…in fact, I think you're the one that has been waiting too long."
For all answer, the girl squeezed his hand and sank her own spoon into the ice-cream. Both smiled at each other and, without another word, guided their own pieces of cold deliciousness to their mouths.
The moment they swallowed, Kazuto and Suguha exchanged a wide-eyed and surprised glance before chuckling softly, a hint of pink tinting the girl's cheeks as they did so.
Ice-cream had never tasted sweeter for the Kirigaya siblings.
𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬
"Ahh…I didn't remember ice-cream tasting SO great." happily smiled the black-haired boy a while later, he and his sister walking through the city for a bit to relax and for him to 'get a bit of fresh air', as Sugu had put it when their mother seemed worried about letting him out of the house 'so soon'.
They were also holding hands, but the gamer didn't find anything strange with that.
His sister had hesitantly grabbed his the moment they started to walk away from the ice-cream shop, and he had just smiled and make sure of also squeezing her hand back. It felt nice, to be able to relax outside with her after so long (Longer than just SAO), just enjoying each other's company. Especially because she had been much more caring than he ever remembered since he 'woke up': She had spent almost every moment of the last weeks at his side, either talking, helping or just making him company.
It made him a bit sad to know she had been so worried about him all this time, but it also made him feel very happy. One of the things he had wanted the most when he was trapped in Aincrad was to reconnect with her and his parents, and things were going just great in that aspect with his beautiful little sis…
Wait, did he just think that Sugu was beautiful? Well, she certainly was, of that there wasn't any doubt. He may not be an expert, but having been surrounded by girls for so long while the United Heroes Association 'worked' had made him able to appreciate such things a bit better. All the girls he was friends with (Which for some reason were many more than the guys) were attractive in their own ways, but Suguha certainly didn't fall behind. Though he wasn't able to appreciate it back then, the vibrant and lively girl was cute even before he got trapped in SAO, and the almost two years he hadn't seen her had only helped with that. She had grown into a beautiful young teenager, and had certainly matured in all aspe…
His thoughts came to a stop with a screeching halt and the boy almost tripped with his own feet, his face immediately flaring up. Where the hell had that last thought even come from?! GAH! This was all Asuna's and her stupid jokes fault! He was NOT a siscon, goddammit!
Ignorant about her brother's screaming thoughts, Suguha was lost on her own little world as she walked hand in hand with him, her full attention on the point where their fingers intertwined, feeling the warmth coming from his hand.
The moment she saw Kazuto standing again in that hospital room, she had almost felt scared, thinking that it was just a dream she was having again. When she had hugged him and realized that it was really happening, she had felt the happiest person in the whole world.
Hence why she had to do a considerable effort to not kick Kikuoka in the balls when he came a while later, asking to talk with her brother. She didn't know exactly what the man had talked with Kazuto, seeing as she was asked to leave the room because it was 'Sensitive SAO-related information', but the boy had given her the details when she had quickly entered the room again, ignoring the goodbye coming from the government's agent. Apparently, some of the people trapped in Sword Art Online hadn't woken up despite the end of the game, and 5 of his friends were between them.
That had been something that truly surprised her, if she was being honest; that his brother had made friends inside that deadly virtual world. After all, Kazuto hadn't been the most social person (And that was an understatement) since he was 10, and she had never really seen him doing more than small talk with anyone around. To suddenly know that he had apparently been able to bond with a lot of people while being inside that nightmare and that that probably was the main reason why he was even more caring with her than before, had made her smile. She had even seen him talking more than once with them through the phone, the boy usually excusing himself but not really going out of earshot while talking to them, asking how they were and sharing their worries for their still comatose companions.
But, and that had slowly been bothering and irking her more and more,…why did it seem as if ALL the friends her brother had made were girls? Certainly, she hadn't been really able to hear them more than a few words over the phone when Kazuto started/received a call, but the voice she had heard so far were female, and those she hadn't she had heard her brother calling by girl's names (Though they were strange ones like 'Argo' or 'Silica'). Then, there was the fact that, between his friends that still hadn't woken up, there was yet another girl called Asuna, whose name she had heard her brother saying several times on the phone, and usually with either deep worry or soft smiles, as if remembering good times.
It was almost unthinkable (This was Kazuto she was talking about, after all), but…was it possible that he had started a relationship while trapped inside that world? She knew very well, since she started playing ALO, than the interactions in a virtual world were nothing like those in a game of old. You could pretend as much as you tried, but when using a 'physical' body that you actually had to move as your own and talking with your own voice, it was impossible to not let something of 'yourself' slip through. The mere fact that she felt more alive flying on Alfheim's skies than any moment in the real world (Except when she was 'bringing justice') was proof of that. So then…was it possible that her brother had found love in there? He certainly hadn't said anything, but being fair he hadn't really shared anything about his time in SAO except that he had made many good friends with which he had gone through many things. What if he fell in love with someone during that time? Why that thought scared her so much and made her wish to slam her sword on said person's head at the same time?! She should be happy that her brother had grown as a person and found someone that could make him happy, even if she was the one that wanted that pla…!
Abruptly letting go of Kazuto's hands, Suguha's quickly shot up to grab her face as she turned around, trying to hide the atomic blush suddenly on her face.
No, no, no! She shouldn't be thinking about such things! She finally got her brother back, and they were closer than ever before, she couldn't risk her newfound happiness by letting him know of the feelings she had realized she had in the last month! So, what if she liked him more than how a sister should her brother? There wasn't anything to do about that, she just needed to enjoy things as they were right now and continue supporting him as long as he needed, nothing more. Besides, it was wrong of her to love her brother like that…
…though from an objective point of view, they were in truth just cousins, so there wasn't anything really wrong with her feelings. Also, she couldn't deny a part of her had wondered if more than one of the people that had glanced at them as they ate their ice-cream thought they were a couple…
A sudden image of her and Kazuto walking happily side by side down the road suddenly assaulted her mind. They would stop at the edge of a beautiful park with a relaxing view. Then, he would turn to look at her, lovingly cupping one of her cheeks as their faces got closer and their eyes closed for…
Ignorant of his adopted sister's embarrassing mental squeaks as she sank into her own fantasies, Kazuto kept walking a bit while trying to disperse any 'weird' thoughts his self-proclaimed 'disciple' had put on his head. Luckily, thinking about Asuna and her current state helped him to stop thinking about that.
He was just hoping that when he and the others went to see her, Keita and the other guys he would get a clue about what to…
"HEY, BOY, WATCH OUT!"
"Eh…? ONII-CHAN!"
Blinking at the sudden shouts of an unknown voice and of Sugu, the black-haired boy turned around…in time to see a soccer ball flying straight towards his face, a boy slightly older than him, that had apparently kicked it outta the field he and others were playing in, looking at him in shock.
He was faintly aware of Sugu starting to run towards him while shouting something…but, why was she worried?
Couldn't she see how slow that ball was? It wasn't even coming at a speed that could have threatened any of his friends. Hell, mobs on the 2nd Floor attacked faster than that.
With those thoughts, and idly aware that the world around him suddenly seemed very slow, the gamer made to move out of the way.
Something went WRONG.
His mind was screaming that he should have easily moved even beyond were Sugu currently was, but all that he had felt was his body 'groaning', his muscles aching as a pain he had never felt ran through him, and what should have been an easy movement became an almost-trip, his feet almost giving up under the 'awkward' movement they had just tried.
Thoroughly confused, the boy's mind quickly changed his course of action to prevent his fall, and even as he barely managed that, he realized with a sudden epiphany what was wrong.
Everything was going slow, but he was going SLOWER.
He could easily see everything going in slow motion around him, even the ball seemed painfully slow for him, and his mind clearly thought that evading it or deflecting it should be easy for him…but his body felt HEAVIER than ever, every part of it screaming in protest at the 'outrageous' orders his mind was trying to give, when they seemed perfectly normal for him.
Quickly deciding on an 'emergency' course of action, his mind had him tilt his head to the side. Still, something that should have been an immediate action took an eternity on his eyes, his head barely managing in time to tilt JUST enough for the ball to fly by at an inch from his right cheek.
Then, time seemed to return to its normal pace on his vision and he felt flat on his ass, stunned but unharmed.
On everyone else's eyes, though, they had seen the boy suddenly almost trip, then steady himself and tilt his head to the side in an instant, all without blinking and, for a second, with a suddenly bored face.
"…uh?"
"ONII-CHAN!" shouted Sugu while arriving to his side, kneeling and grabbing one of his shoulders while her face reflected pure panic. "Are you hurt?! Tha-that was amazing, you dodged it in the last…!"
"Woah, you okay?" asked the random owner of the ball, stopping near the siblings with a worried and amazed look on his face. "It was an accident that the ball went so far off, but dude, how did you do THAT?! You moved your face out of the way as if it was no…!"
"YOU!" standing up and stomping her way to the older and taller teen, Suguha somehow managed to make the boy take a step back and shrink in fear at the look of anger on her face. "What the hell is wrong with you?! You should be more freaking careful when you're playing like that, what if you had hurt him?! I swear, people that…!"
Under normal circumstances, Kazuto would have stopped his adoptive sister, either because it had really been just an accident or for the embarrassment of having his little sister acting as if he himself couldn't stand up and solve the problem.
But currently, he was busier STARING at the ball, which had stopped some dozen meters away, while his entire body reeled from the shock, his mind FINALLY clearing as his cognitive thoughts tried to understand one thing.
What in Hell's name had just happened?!
𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬
The Virtual Void.
Endless, yet limited.
Hollow, yet filled with many things.
Created by mankind, yet mostly out of their control…or attention.
On the middle of it all, a 'humanoid' figure floated in fetal position between the countless streams of data, its body apparently made of strange and twisted 'screens'. It had been doing that and nothing more for an entire month.
Yet, now, it 'moved'. The strange being of data raised its 'head', showing something that wasn't there before. Eyes.
If the two perfectly round lights of orange and green could be called that, that's it.
Slowly, the now 'aware' being 'stood up', floating in the Virtual Void for an instant, as if pondering something.
Then, it raised both its 'hands' and let a couple of virtual screens materialize from them. At first filled with nothing but static, both quickly started showing endless images of a certain boy in a black jumpsuit with a white cape. Images of those he had been with through his time on the now gone floating castle of Aincrad also appeared, both his friends and his enemies. Especially highlighted was the last clash between him and Heathcliff, his final 'Serious Punch' taking a special place between the many images.
There was no way for sound to exist in this empty place, where only lost or moving data arrived, but if someone had been able to be there, they would have sworn they heard three words starting to echo.
[oNe…puNCH…kIRitO…]
Suddenly, several more screens burst from the being's arms, several kinds of web search engines appearing on them, the two first words being introduced on them before countless of results started to appear.
In less than ten seconds, they were all suddenly showing different images of a certain bald man clad in yellow and red, the resemblances between his costume and the boy's one being easily noticed.
The title 'One Punch-Man' suddenly appeared on all screens and, silently, the being of data absorbed them all once again. 'Nodding' silently to nothing, the being resumed its fetal position, seemingly drifting back to 'sleep'.
Yet, what it was truly doing was learning…and thinking…
[…kiRIto…SAitamA…]
The ominous 'sounds' fading into nothingness, silence reigned once again on the Virtual Void…
𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬
It was later that day, with the sun gone and the moon already out, that one could see Suguha riding her bicycle through the city, a soft smile on her face as she looked at the box she was carrying on the basket that she had recently added to her faithful ride.
There were many thoughts going through her mind, like how she had been spending little time in ALO recently (Something she wasn't really worried about, though), how relieved she was that Kazuto hadn't been hurt by that idiot earlier that day or that she had reduced all her 'patrols' to nothing since her brother woke up, in favor of spending more time with him.
That last bit made her feel a bit guilty. Certainly, no one had demanded from her to become the 'Bicycle Girl' and 'fought crime', it was something she had done on her own free will (Though for what reasons she still couldn't fully understand), and as such there shouldn't be any problem in her 'taking a break', especially if it was for the sake of helping her brother recover from his traumatic experience…and also spending more time with him, of course.
Even so, as she remembered what day was tomorrow and she glanced again at the box she had on her bike's basket, she couldn't help but feel that maybe she…
A sudden shout interrupted her train of thought, making the girl blink and look around the corner where she had stopped.
She was in time to see three girls harshly pushing a fourth one inside an alley.
Eyes narrowing as her grip on the handlebar tightened, Suguha glanced at the bag for her shinai, which she had used as an excuse so as to her brother didn't suspect why she was going out at this hour.
Meanwhile, on the alley, the bespectacled girl called Asada Shino was having a very bad moment in a day that had already been going bad.
She had just moved to the city and to a new school not long ago, yet her darkest 'secret' had already been discovered and spread, haunting and isolating her from everyone, her classmates not wanting to associate with or even be near a 'murderer'.
Except for, of course, the manipulative bitch leading the trio in front of her, the group that had pretended to be her friends just to take advantage of the fact she lived alone. And that, in an act of cruel vengeance, had discovered her secret and revealed it to everyone.
"Endou." softly muttered Shino with anger on her eyes, trying her best to keep calm under the annoying smirk of the glossy-lipped girl and her two stupid followers.
"Hey there Asada." grinned the older girl while crossing her arms, staring her down with evident disdain and an air of superiority. "How have you been?"
Shino said nothing, knowing that it would be pointless to tell her how her day went, seeing that the bitch already knew it very well. Feeling angry at everything and nothing, the bespectacled girl cursed having come out to buy some extra food. How was she supposed to know they would corner her out of the blue?
"Not answering?" rhetorically asked Endou before letting her smirk widen. "Listen, Asada. We're kind of short in money again, and we want to go to the karaoke. Right, girls?" getting several giggles in answer from her two followers, the girl turned to once again stare down at Shino. "So please, hand over something for us."
"…I don't have any money." answered the girl with a dead tone, suddenly feeling the bills she had taken out for food weighing a ton on her wallet.
If she didn't want to starve for a week, she couldn't let them get that money.
But…
"Oh, really? Why don't you take out your wallet and let us check?" continued the girl with an amusing tone, not even seeming fazed when Shino glared angrily at her. "Oh? Trying to refuse? You shouldn't do that, Asada-chan. After all…" as she said that, Endou slowly raised her fist in Shino's direction and, before the bespectacled girl could even open her mouth, opened her hand on a childish imitation of a gun. "…you never know when things can get DANGEROUS."
Ignoring the girl's words and the laughter starting to come from the other two, Shino's entire world was consumed by the 'hand' being pointed at her, her breathing quickening as she felt herself start to sweat and her heart to beat like a drum, absolute terror and primal fear gripping at her very soul.
Because, in that moment, she wasn't seeing a teenage girl doing a stupidly childish gesture, no.
She was seeing a man with blood covering his chest, pointing a black gun at her, a smile etched on his dead face as its lifeless eyes STARED at her…
"Oh God, this is rich! She looks like she's about to piss herself or have a heart attack!"
"Man, can anyone be more pathetic? Quick, let's just grab her wallet and…"
And that was when the sound of skidding wheels and tires screeching consumed everything.
"What the…?!"
"JUSTICE CRASH!"
Endou had enough time to turn her head to the side in shock to see how a bicycle flew through the air and, in an almost impossible way, slammed its wheels against the faces of her two 'friends', sending them both screaming into the ground.
Open-mouthed, the frozen girl moved her gaze from her falling and crying followers to look at the helmet-wearing and 'masked' figure slashing at her hand with a bamboo sword.
"JUSTICE SLASH!"
Utter shock suddenly consuming it all, in Shino's distorted vision, she had suddenly seen a shining light cutting through the dark form of the man and cutting the black gun in two with a loud crack, a blade of light shining and cutting through the darkness.
In reality, though, that had been the sound Endou's hand had made when the shinai had crashed against it, the girl now lying on the ground screaming in pain as she looked in tears with utter fear towards the imposing form wearing a red coat.
Slowly, Shino's eyes turned to the side, seeing herself on the reflective glasses of the person almost everyone thought was just an urban legend or a joke.
Anger hidden on her face, the Bicycle Girl pointed her blade towards the three shaking bullies.
"People like you are the worst."
Screaming as if they had seen the Devil, Endou and her followers ignored the pain of their broken hand and noses (Respectively) and ran out of the alley as fast as they could.
Lowering her shinai, the heroine worriedly looked down at Shino, who was staring up at her with a mix of awe and shock. Smiling softly, despite her mask hiding it, Suguha offered the bespectacled girl a hand, helping her to her feet.
"You okay?"
"I…you…I…" swallowing the lump that she suddenly felt on her throat, the girl suddenly found herself at a loss of words "…thanks."
"It's not a problem." replied the 'Bicycle Girl' while walking towards her ride and putting it back up, quickly mounting again before looking at Shino. "People like them remind me why I do this. Take care, okay?"
Nodding almost dumbly, Shino couldn't do anything but stare in awe as the 'Urban Legend' rode away, shinai still in hand as she doubled a corner.
Later, even after arriving at her apartment and letting herself fall down on her bed, the shock still hadn't wore off the bespectacled girl's face…and a single, life-shattering epiphany suddenly seemed to have started to consume her mind.
"…sword beats gun…"
Unseen by her, the World shifted at her words, as Fate once again twisted itself…
𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬
𝗢𝗰𝘁𝗼𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝟳𝘁𝗵. 𝗞𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗮𝘆𝗮 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲, 𝟵:𝟯𝟬…
Moving on his bed, Kazuto's eyes slowly opened under the sheets, his mind a little groggy from his sudden awakening.
It was in part his fault, though, because he had been unable to sleep until very late last night, still trying to understand just what the hell had happened in the evening with that ball.
The implications of it all both confused and scared him, so in the end he had tried his best to forget about it and drifted off to sleep, only for strange dreams to fill his attempt to rest.
Now that he thought about it, this was actually the first time he dreamed at all in almost two years, since one couldn't experiment such a thing in SAO. And yet…he was unable to recall WHAT his dream had been about, the details slipping further away the more he tried to remember them. Doing his best, the gamer forced his mind to recall at least SOMETHING.
He remembered a tree so tall it reached the clouds, something important waiting on the top…
He remembered a dark shadow with red eyes, a figure with some kind of firearm facing against it…
He remembered a golden light over an icy wasteland…and then, a blade stronger and most amazing than any other, but at the same time extremely fragile, its time to break coming closer…
And above it all, consuming everything else, he remembered two orange and green voids, STARING at him…
Shaking his head once again, the boy sat on his bed, deciding to ignore the weird and incomprehensible dream…when someone knocked on his door, making him blink.
"Onii-chan? Are you awake?"
"Uhm…yes, I am, Sugu. Why?"
For all answer, the girl opened the door and entered, the boy noticing she was still wearing her pajamas when she brought forward what she had hidden on her back.
"Happy birthday, Onii-chan!" smiled Suguha while showing him the wrapped gift.
Shocked and wide-eyed, Kazuto blinked several times as he stared at her.
That was right. It was the seventh of October. With all that had been going on, he had completely forgotten.
He had officially become 16 years old.
Dumbly, the boy grabbed the gift and slowly unwrapped it under the hopeful smile of his adoptive sister. He froze the moment he opened the box and looked inside, a small manga volume greeting his sight, an all-too-familiar epic image of a bald man having punched through a monster on its cover.
"This is…"
"It was a bit difficult, but I manage to find them all on an old shop!" nervously commented the girl while the boy stared at the complete collection of One Punch-Man's manga. "D-do you like it…?"
For a moment, Suguha feared that maybe the boy had been expecting something else, or that he had totally forgotten about the series that had started to get them back together almost two years ago.
Then, he burst out laughing before giving her a smile so pure and wide that the girl could have sworn her heart stopped all the time she stared at it.
"It's the best present I have ever gotten, Sugu." opening the first volume, the boy grabbed his sister's arm and guided her to his side. "C'mon, let's recall the old times!"
Sitting at Kazuto's side while both stared with nostalgic smiles at the impressive art of Saitama punching Vaccine-man to hell, Suguha suddenly felt that, no matter had happened, all would be right with the world…
𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬
On a beautiful land inhabited by fairies, there is a tree. One so tall that it dwarfs even the tallest buildings ever constructed by man.
And on one of its tallest branches, there is a golden cage.
And inside said cage, a beautiful girl with chestnut hair and pointy ears…
BAM! BAM!
…is slamming a chair against the bars?
"I'M SO GOING TO KILL SOMEONE WHEN I GET OUT OF HERE!"
And with more angry shouts, the girl clad in barely-covering 'clothes' kept slamming the chair against the bars, hoping against hope that they would break after an entire month of doing the same.
On its throne above Everything, Fate chuckled.
It was time for a new Chapter of this tale to start…
𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬𝟬
𝗡𝗘𝗫𝗧 𝗘𝗣𝗜𝗦𝗢𝗗𝗘 𝗣𝗥𝗘𝗩𝗜𝗘𝗪!
"…she's not a joke…or a tale…she's real…and she's a Hero…uh? Ah, uhm, hi? I'm Asada Shino…and I'm supposed to give you the preview for the next chapter? Uhm, okay. Next time on 'One Punch-Gamer': 'A Superhero among Fairies!' When evil threatens those dear to him, the boy in black will once again put on his cape and do what does best: Punching it all away…what the hell is this even about? Either way, I don't have time for this. Because thanks to that Bicycle Girl, I have finally found the answer I have been searching fo-"
𝗘𝗡𝗗 𝗢𝗙 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗣𝗥𝗘𝗩𝗜𝗘𝗪!