Hot desert sand, roaring tundra that shakes the earth's crust as both suns fill the Starset afternoon, a boy on a cracked and sandy building top looking down towards the city. Short crimson hair with such purplish eyes that glows when the passing suns beam down to reveal his face, an odd number of markings on his face resembles freckles but are a lot thicker, four on the left cheek, three on the right. As the wind travels through his hair, the boy looks lost in thought. Dro-dro birds, flying past the currents. The boy has a smirk on his face as the birds glide away,
" Well..",
the boy said as he stand-up from the building,
"Time to get started."
as he jumps backward from the sandy building top,
he falls at top speed.
As he's falling, he feels an evil force of energy.
Making out what's going on A woman and child getting chased by a blank ( A creature that manifests from good and negative energy to form a hollow less form, for magic that devours anything with magic pressure.) She was calm and had the girl on her defensive side.
They both had long black hair with light blue eyes. she had a left eye that was a light golden color, with the coldest stare the boy had ever seen,
at incredible speed, a skill mages call footwork. (Mages use magic concentrated under their feet to move faster or create after images.)
Seconds before he reached the woman to engage the blank. A white mist surrounded the surrounding temperatures started to fall rapidly,
his breathing became heavy,
"this magic pressure... "
as the blank was frozen solid where it stood and disintegrated gracefully in the wind.
being surprised and unable to stop, he lost balance and ran headfirst into a fruit stand,
He was dazed out.
'Uhgha...what?...what happened?"
"Could have sworn I seen a blank!"
the boy said very confusedly,
"look what we got here."
a familiar voice registered in the boy's head,
"I knew you were an airhead but"
"I'm pretty sure fruit is for eating."
said the familiar voice,
as the smoke cleared up, he recognized a figure in front of him,
(A dark skin young man with goldish hair, and eyes of pure crimson orange cascade his slender but athletic features.
He has a lot of jewelry on his left ear. A handsome young man.)
"don't tell me.."
with a very pissed look on his face,
"Makei!"
said the familiar voice,
"screw you! you took my shine."
as makei get out of the rubble,
"plus, this Bombom-Mellon looks good on me,"
makei said as he brushed the fruit and dirt off himself.
"I swear I think you are following me or some...",
right before makei could finish his words, A new pressure approached,
A dark heavy pressure swarmed them both.
Looking up, both were surprised it was the threat they came across, and till this day, no one has ever defeated it, the fruit stand owner.
(Straggly short brown hair with deep blue sea eyes, massive muscles
look like he can handle his own in a fight, with calm but scary facial features like his low Villian-like eyes and a short 9 to 5 shadow beard on his face, not to mention he is a heavy smoker.)
With his big bisects, he grabbed both of them in a tight headlock,
heavy smoke coming from his cigarette.
"Yah know"
"This is the third time this month you brats destroyed my shit,"
the fruit stand guy said as he squeezed harder with a scary smile on his face,
"but this time, you guys are going to pay."
Everyone enjoys their day in the town of Aphix, not all poor or rich, but the city people get by.
A dome-like guildhall with two tall pillars on both sides, so massive it takes at least 20% of the town,
Within the guildhall on the top floor, A man looks outside the window,
short well-trimmed white hair, very tall with athletic features.
He's handsome!
well,
if only you could see his face because of the big goofy swirly glasses he has on. he has this mysterious aura on him, dark but calming like jumping into an abyss with certainty that it is bottomless.
"So it's that time again?"
the man said, turning towards them to face all three of them.
The fruit stand guy said with a disconnected tone of voice,
"Yea, it's time."
the fruit stand guy said.
"makei, Shinji!"
the man said.
The fruit stand guy smirks with smoke coming from his cigarette,
"Nice doing business with ya!"
the fruit stand guy said.
As he pulled a bag of money over his head. He walked toward the door, grabbed the doorknob, stopped for a moment,
"Aw yeah, almost forgot."
as he looks back,
"Hugh?"
Shinji and Makei both said, looking confused.
As the fruit stand guy takes a puff of his cigarette,
"Since the Aphix festival is coming, they decided on which Trinity's there sending for the rookie send-off exam,
"Fascinating, so who will it be this year? "
the man said while fixing his goofy glasses.
The room got heavy and quiet. The fruit stand guy lits up another cigarette,
"the tenth, the second "
as he looks at makei but can not see his eyes because of the darkroom lighting in the office,
"And the first Trinity."
"They will be attending the rookie ceremony at the,"
"MR. ZUNO!"
makei said as he walked up to Mr. Zuno,
"I don't care about that dip shit! it's none of my business."
as makei walks toward the door,
"You sure,"
Mr. Zuno said.
As he looks back,
"That bastard is the one who killed my mother."
"I will see them at the aphix festival six months from now,"
As he footwork out the room,
"HEY!" I'm NOT DONE TALKING TO YOU MAKEI,"
as Shinji's footwork to catch up to Makei.
A brief silence between Mr. Zuno and the man
"Hugh, kids these days, always ready to go."
Mr. Zuno said as he put out the cigarette.
The man is standing in the same position, but tears are coming down his face,
"The hell is wrong with you?"
Mr. Zuno said with a pissed look on his face.
As the man breaks down on the floor,
"My grimoire yelled at me today,"
as he clings to Mr.Zuno lower shirt.
"he said I'm not being a good role model for the kids, and everyone picks on me and call me lame
"WOULD YOU GET THE HELL OFF OF ME ALREADY!"
just before M. Zuno was about to kick him in his face
he used footwork to hide in a box on top of his desk,
"This guy is a pain in the ass."
Mr.Zuno thought,
"I'm never getting out!!"
the man yelled.
"that's your problem, not mine,"
as he lights up another cigarette.
"don't worry, he is a good kid."
"After all, he did inherit Abon's legacy and the pulse of the holy dragon Grandina through his veins. He is strong even without a grimoire,"
the man said.
"I'm not worried about that brat in the slightest. You should be aware of what that boy is,"
"my biggest concern is you,"
Mr. Zuno said as the box started to shacking on the desk.
"you haven't released your grimoire in some time now. Is it that bad to the point you are trembling?"
Mr. Zuno walks toward the box and picks it up.
"I have been trying to open this jabana jar for some time,"
the man says with a goofy expression on his face,
"I swear I hate you,"
Mr. Zuno said as he dropped the cigarette on the floor.