Sierra Lamy had just got her Master's degree in Psychiatry at Eaglesroarstorm International University located at the edges of Eagleshire City.
She didn't bother much when she was looking for a job as she took over Gun Hill Psychiatric Hospital which was run by her late Aunt.
She was the only staff member at the hospital and everything from cleaning the hospital to managing patients, well she only managed the place as she never got any patients.
She knew why she couldn't get anyone coming to her three roomed Psychiatric Hospital. Ever since people started to Level up few people were coming to hospitals, leading to most of the hospitals closing.
Any injury can be solved by leveling up, but Sierra knew that mental health couldn't be solved by leveling up.
After running the hospital for an entire year she was almost willing to give up on being a Psychiatric doctor, until she suddenly received a message:
[Fifth Republic: I am going to be coming to get Mental Health session at your hospital. I have already deposited 10 000 000 Moz into your account. Please take care of me.]
She was shocked by seeing such a large sum of money and she even thought of sending some of it back, but no matter how she searched, she never got Fifth Republic's account details
So she decided to wait for Fifth Republic to show up, but four days passed without a single soul coming, expect for Kenneth Guller the Guild leader the Strike Guild which is the fifth strongest Gold Ranked Guild and the strongest Guild in New Dinosaur City.
You could say she had no choice but entertain him, as she has no one to turn too since she is the only survivor of her family after World War 3. She even thought of punching him once but thanks to her small frame, she could be only hurting herself since Kenneth has a muscular built.
And so today with a silent cry in her heart, Sierra just forced a smile on her round shaped face as she sipped her coffee while listening Kenneth's bragging.
"Sierre, I just reached Level 300 and became a Ranker after killing a Compsognathus with just one punch."
Kenneth had a smile on his square shaped face as he approached Sierra's soft pale hands. He might have not told the whole truth about how he killed the Compsognathus, but still he had killed a Level 190 Dinosaur.
"That's nice."
Sierra moved away from her chair and poured another cup of hot coffee, as she couldn't stand the brown haired man's touchy behavior. Her Office where she should be taking sessions, has become Kenneth's room of endless proposals.
"I was invited to attend Denzel Evester's wedding and I want you to be my date."
Kenneth took out the invitation letter and put it on the table. He knew no woman would refuse to go to such a grand wedding and he can finally get a good reason to force the pink haired girl to bed.
"It's going to happen a month from now in Kyoto. Before the wedding you and I can hang out together and have some time to ourselves."
Kenneth's smile increased with each word that came out of his mouth turning into a lustful grin. Japan is the only country that regressed after the coming of the tower. It is now back to its Edo period and is the most visited place thanks to its cultural heritage. The hotels are always booked making it hard to get a place to stay for even a single night.
"...."
Sierra keep quite as she looked into her cup of hot coffee. It was decaf and it was far from being her best drink, but she contemplated whether to throw it into Kenneth's face.
"We can go to one of the famed Shrines and make love there,"
A small chuckle escaped Kenneth's lips after his words. To him its more than a dream to sleep under and wake up in the same bed as the violet eyed girl. He will do whatever it takes to make it happen.
"I would love too."
Sierra forced a last fake smile as she prepared throw the hot coffee onto Kenneth's dark brown skinned face.
-Knock.. Knock...
A sudden knock came from the office forest green wooden door making Sierra stop her action.
The two people in the office looked at the door with suspicion in their eyes as no one would even bother coming to a rundown Psychiatric Hospital.
To Kenneth it was crazy to find a person who comes to a Psychiatric Hospital, as that would be admitting that one is crazy and to him anything can be cured by the system even a damaged brain like his.
Sierra had a different mind as she thought of the person who told her that he or she was coming to her hospital, but why wait three days to come.
'Does he want his money back?'
'Is he here to take this whole place down.'
Those thoughts came to her mind as she couldn't let one of them happen. She had used same of the money to pay all her outstanding bills and the hospital was something her Aunt left her.
-"If you keep looking at the door like there is a scary monster on the other side, I am coming in."
Both Kenneth and Sierra were shocked after hearing the sweet slightly low pitched voice. Both couldn't tell whether the person behind the door was male or female and how did he knew that there were looking at the door the way he described.
-"Okay I am coming in."
At the end of that voice, the door slowly opened as the figure of a handsome pink haired man with an athletic built wearing a black jacket, calmly walked in. The most eye catching thing about him was the pair of black shade glasses.
"This is really a place for curing the mind. The merry rose flower, the air-con raised to the perfect temperature, the nice aroma and the lovely green interior. I love this place."
The man had a lovely smile on his triangular shaped face, as he admired Sierra's nicely organized office. He felt free just like when its 2233hrs when the purple moon is at its Zenith.
"Thank you,"
Sierra showed a rare smile on her average looking round shaped face, as she adjusted her glasses a little with her fingers. It was the first time she had ever received a compliment about her office, after all Kenneth has always told her to burn the place down and come live with him.
"Who are you?"
Kenneth frowned as he looked at the pink haired man who made her Sierra smile like that. Sierra shouldn't smile to anyone unless its him.
"Hello Mental health patient number one. I am Mental health patient number two, I talked with Mrs. Lamy four days ago."
The man said, as he moved towards the Mary Rose flower. It was his mother's favorite flower and he used to take it to deal with his memory problems in his past life, but now he doesn't have any problems remembering things.
"What did you just call me!?"
Kenneth voice was filled with rage as he dashed towards the man in black shades and gripped the collar of his jacket as he brought him closer to his face.
"Wow wow, come down man. We are all here to get help and I am sure your anger management issues are going to solved soon."
With a slight concern the pink haired man, gave Kenneth a light hug. It's not rare to see people who are also having Mental health issues. The wavy pink haired man got away from the hug with a smile.
"Hahaha,"
It was the best thing that ever happened to Sierra this past year. She always regretted the day she asked Kenneth for a mental health check, as he ended up mistaking her kindness thinking that she had feeling for him.
"You! fucker! Do you even know I am!?"
Thak...
Kenneth clenched his fist which had now turned into silver metal and punched the pink haired man right in the face. Seeing the punch connect he didn't bother stopping, how can a nobody like him make fun of him in front of his Sierra.
"I am the thousand iron fist Kenneth Guller! The leader of fifth strongest Gold ranked Guild! I was even invited to Denzel Evester's wedding! Do I still look like a joke to you now! hahaha!"
Kenneth felt joy in his heart, as he saw the blood flying out of the pink haired man. He could be really the man in front of Sierra who trembling while she called someone on her smart watch.
Crack...
A cracking sound echoed in the air as the whole world shattered like into glass particles.
"Huh?"
The black haired man couldn't believe his eyes as he realized that he been punching nothing all along. The pink haired man was sitting while facing Sierra, with his leg on top of the other while looking at his invitation letter.
Thud...
His legs felt week with fear, letting Kenneth fall to the ground. Only one man can make such illusions and he knew better not to mess with the world's strongest, Bon McCarthy.
If the man in front of him was really Bon McCarthy was the leader of the most powerful unranked Guild, then he is as good as dead, no one alive has ever walked out of his famed illusions.
Kenneth mastered what little strength he had and got on his knees with his head faced down.
He shouted "I am so sorry! Please spare me! I will get out of New Dinosaur City together with my Guild! Please don't kill me!"
Sierra couldn't believe her eyes as the person who was bragging that he killed a Compsognathus a few minutes ago is begging for mercy.
All she saw Kenneth getting hugged, before the pink haired man took a sit down, leaving the muscle head punching thin air while bragging.
"Yah, you can do that. Take your invitation letter before you go. I have a session to take."
There was no emotion in the pink haired man's words. He didn't really mind any more about his new family, after all they can't have a wedding without him.
"Thank you,"
Kenneth didn't waste his and took his invitation letter, before running out of the office. Who knew what might have happened if he stayed a minute longer.
"I am Dean Evester the one who gave you 10 000 000 Moz for the sessions. It might seem like a lot of money, but my problems are of greater value than any amount. Sometimes I end up getting mad to the point of crushing things so think of it as future repair fees. Please take care of me."
The pink haired man said, as he took of his black shade glasses, leaving his pink eyes out.
"You can call me Sierra. It's a pleasure to meet you Dean."
Sierra smiled, as she took out a blue folder from her desk before noting down some things. She might have not helped anyone ever since she graduated but she can tell what kind of person she is dealing with.
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Blood shot eyes – trouble sleeping and anger management problems, mixed with self
regret.
Small light injuries on the hands – punching things out of anger.
Scratch marks around the neck area – over thinking and depression.
A perfect smile – being in a place where he can't show his emotions.
Sierra put her eye glasses on the table and she put on a serious face.
"So Dean, why don't you start with how you are feeling today."
Dean went into a deep thought, as he tried to pin point want is it that he really felt. He soon found the answer and voiced it out.
"I don't know."