"Haa, why do we have to go to this remote planet? I bet the reader was broken!"

"Because the kingdom commanded it. If we don't, you know what'll happen to us, it isn't called the Kingdom of Pride and 'Pain' for no reason."

The crackling of fire was heard as a boy by the fireside awoke from his slumber. However, the refreshing feeling of waking up after a good sleep was nowhere to be found. The reason was none other than the following sentence.

"You mean the Kingdom of PP."

An object hit the man's face, sending him into the surrounding trees and causing debris to fly. The object was none other than the pillow of the man who woke up to the campfire's light noise.

The man who was hit got up and sat by the fire once more. With the time in mind, even the remaining cinders repelled the darkness covering his armor's features, only his face was too far for the moment. He had a black tank top on with two shoulder pads that looked like red leather, if you looked closely you'd feel the presence of a low growl. What from, who knows.

The one who threw the pillow thought.

'Ah, that's right. His name was Arthur Kiley'

The man who was sitting peacefully and chatting with Arthur sat forward. This revealed his clean, light brown ponytailed hair and green eyes, the focus of the two, however, was the somber tone he began speaking in.

"Anyway, if the reader was wrong. No matter then, we just go back. But. If the system reader was right, this is the last planet we're investigating and they could only be here."

The man's eyes narrowed and he spoke further in a fierce tone as his face darkened.

"You know what that means, right?"

The other two nodded.

In unison, they spoke together.

""We must retrieve the Source before the others at all costs.""

""Even if we must destroy this world to do so.""

""FOR THE KINGDOM'S GLORY""

Then the man who woke thought.

'Not that you two will live to see it happen.'

Then he looked down and thought further.

'Though, I wonder... was the reading really caused by her? Hmm. I wonder, I wonder. After all, this didn't happen the previous 20 times.'

He looked up and thought once more before lying down and going to sleep. What he thought last, who knows.

---=[Same Planet - Other side of the continent 4 hours from then, 1st Person POV]=---

"Dear Diary"

I mumbled as I began to think to myself.

'I wonder what I should have for dinner tonight.'

I thought as I walked down the white and gold and pink block stairs in clothes that looked like those human test subjects in the future wore.

Well, that was because it was exactly that. I was a MOSAU, Mental Or Supernatural Ability User. So far, the scientists believed I had one ability. Cryokinesis. However, I have four. I was waiting until I master Cryokinesis to reveal another ability so I can control them enough to see my parents again but, the scientists had been weird lately.

'They've started to make me use my ability to freeze people, it's weird. They said that when my 13th birthday comes around, if I was behaved I'd be able to go see my parents. Right now, I'm on my way towards a testing room to do something else, they say they have a surprise for me.'

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'Huh?'

I stared at the floating board for a few seconds before it disappears. I look around, confused before I shrug and walk towards the room. I made it to the room a few minutes of walking later and I enter the room. My vision was drawn to the people talking to the scientists.

'My parents!'

"MOM! DAD!"

I sprinted towards them and hug them tight since I felt they would disappear soon. I had no idea how right my instincts were that time.

I relished in the embrace of my mother as she held me. My dad made a wronged expression before ruffling my hair and smiling. The scientist was a stereotypical one. Lab coat. Round glasses. Weird slight crazed look. I didn't like that man at the time. After all, I didn't learn to trust my instincts with my life until later.

If I had known when I was young, I'd have been able to listen to my instinct that told me not to use my abilities.

If only, ay. If only...

The scientist told me to go to the center of the separate room and I did. I waved at my parents who waved back. Usually, they didn't lock the door. But they did.

If only I noticed.

I was asked to use my powers to make a large snowflake of ice. I began to imagine it in my head with all the details I'd usually use for a snowflake before imagining the energy inside me flowing out of my body and 'filling in' the 'mold' I made for it.

The snowflake was a light ice blue that wasn't fully opaque so you could see through it to some extent.

It was one of my better ones, so I was getting excited to see my parents praise me but.

I never thought the scientists would be so cruel as to do what they did.

I looked back at the window and saw my parents. Pinned to a wall with blood coming from their eyes, ears, nostrils and mouth. Their heart, arms and legs were pinned with a metal pole and their head had a hole through the middle of their eyebrows.

I froze. My eyes began to blur as my head struggled to register everything.

I heard something.

"Subject 0, Test IX0 - Effect of Traumatic Experience. The subject seems to have entered a state of listlessness as they not-"

I tuned it out as thoughts filled my head.

'Why?'

'Why!?'

'WHy?'

'WHy!?'

'WHY?'

'WHY, WHY... WHY WHY WHY WHY.'

I dropped to my knees.

'Why...'

Then, another thought began to take root. The thought that changed me forever. Or, at least, until I met 'Her'.

'Kill them all.'

'They killed mom and dad, so it's right that they die too.'

I was on my hands and knees as someone was opening the door and chatting casually.

I moved from two knees and hands to one hand on one knee, one hand, foot and knee on the ground.

I then stood up as the scientist approached me with a smile.

The smile felt like the devil's.

I started freezing the room. The ice was stopped halfway by the man who walked in, he was a Pyro-Cryokineticist.

"Tsk. You really think you can escape brat? Just calm the hell down and get ready for the next experiment, they were only your parents."

His choice of words echoed in my mind as my rage began to rise and my blood started boiling.

A weak question came from my lips.

"Only?"

The next second I lifted my hand towards him and make a neck-snapping gesture.

His neck, according to the gesture, snapped.

They knew I wasn't a normal child.

But it was only a surface suspicion.

After all, I was still a 'child'.

But when I snapped his neck with a different ability.

It was at that moment they knew, they fucked up.

The next few hours were a blur to me, I only saw red and ice blue as I snapped necks, exploded heads and dismembered person after person, an unholy carnage happening because of my fury. By the time I snapped out of it, I was in front of my dead parents.

I looked at them with tears streaming down my face and blurry eyes.

I looked down at my bloodstained hands and began to vomit.

I was still a child after all, my stomach wasn't hardened to slaughter.

Not yet.

When I was done, I looked at my parents.

'Mom, dad. I killed them. You can sleep peacefully now.'

I used cryo-kinesis to close their eyes with a thin sheet of ice.

I didn't know how much my control over my powers improved during that slaughter but I imagine it was a lot. I had bloodstains on me but most of it was my own blood from getting injured by MOSAU again and again.

'I killed them all but... why do I feel so empty.'

I began to lose 'feeling' so to speak. I could obviously still feel pain and I obviously had my senses still.

But I just... didn't feel happy.

Or sad.

Or... anything.

\Plot: So you're a Kuudere?\

(Author: You dumbass, they still have emotions, they just don't show them easily.)

It was a weird feeling, not feeling.

I didn't like it.

I wanted to end it.

'Cera is too cold, Sychi is too violent, Chris can't do anything...'

I had names for my abilities. I felt it'd be easier to keep track if I had names.

'...should work. It'll be fast and I won't feel pain.'

I began to concentrate on between my hands and simply said.

"Condense."

The air became heavy in an instant. A draft came from nowhere as wind began to coalesce between my hands. In between them, a small black dot formed.

It was a very small blackhole.

Gina, my Gyro-kinesis.

Just as I was about to make it bigger so I could die within it, a hand plopped onto my shoulder.

It was rough, firm and large, fitting nearly my entire shoulder within it's cusp. I turned my head as I lost concentration, losing the black dot.

I saw a man standing there.

He had dark green eyes and blood-red hair. His face was sharp and defined but had certain contours that made him look wise and aged while simultaneously being young.

He wore grey cargo pants and shirt with a grey cloak that was draped across his left shoulder.

He spoke, calm but... excited? At the same time.

"So it was you."

He smiled with a closed eyes smile that caused my eyes to widen. The part that made my eyes widen were his tears.

Tears were streaming down his face as he smiled at me.

"Hello, Hydra."

He said my name.