Five years ago, Raigi was a normal guy. A kind hardworking student working hard to achieve his dream, he was far from he he is now. That persona, of enjoying the pain of others, wasn't formed out of a disorder. It was a life-changing decision that he chose to take. After that one faithful day. He was walking down the street when he came across a small child shivering on the side of the road.
He bent down and asked, "Hey, you look really cold."
The child kept silent.
"Hmm.. Where are your parents."
The child still kept silent.
He placed a piece of bread he had as a snack down on the ground and continued walking. When he reached his house. He felt s tug on his jacket. It was the child, who had followed all the way to his house.
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"You're gonna keep a child you don't even know here."
"Just let it be, bruh."
"And then there's a test in a few days."
"Really? What's the date today?"
"September 5."
September 5, 2017, an interesting date. And a date that marks history. The date, of the first Japanese transformation of a Mojidori.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
The child was slouching on the floor, groaning.
"Hey, Kamiki-san! Something's up!"
"Huh?"
"I think the kid has a stomachache or something!"
"Really? Hey, kid. What's wrong?"
He grabs the kid's hand and finds a bizarre symbol on his wrist.
"What's this? It's glowing.."
"It kind of looks like glow in the dark ink.."
"Huh.. I'll go buy medicine outside."
"Uhh, sure."
He walks down the street, when a strong wind passes through his hair. With a turn, he stares at his house, which is at a distance. Chills run down in his spine as a bright light flashes and the concrete bursts. A large reptilian being rises out. Raigi is shaking. But that's the least of his concerns, as a sharp pain stabs his head. He glances at his wrist, a symbol is on it, the same symbol as the child's.
Electricity crackles around his body. His eyes begin shifting and his body feels stiff. He instinctively grabs his neck and roars.