I've always wondered what power felt like. In this world, strength is everything. Growing up on the outskirts of the capital, I've always been bullied, harrassed, or ridiculed. I used to think those in power were supposed to protect the weak, but after some time I'm starting to think that maybe I was wrong. I really never knew what it was like to be strong. I was a young boy who was constantly hungry, we rarely had food or water. I would end up going weeks without cleaning myself. We were poor, and I know my mother tried her hardest ever since dad died but it hasn't been enough, it's been 2 years and she hasn't improved mentally. I understand he was the man you loved, but don't all people die? I wouldn't react like that if she died, and I doubt she would react like that if I died. Well, I guess it isn't fair for me to say I wouldn't react if she died, because I've always hated my mom. Along with her borderline starving me, she also physically abuses me, not to mention she manipulates her way to get what she wants, she is the opposite of the kind of man I wan't to be. She's also part of the reason dad was drawn to death. If it wasnt for her, dad would still be here right now.
"I should probably get a job" I said to myself. Sure I was only twelve but there had to be someone who was hiring right? I don't have any magic that does damage so it's not like I can be a hunter or something. In this world, people are born with magical abilities, some are stronger than others. Some people can light shit on fire but you know what I get? I get fucking illusion magic. Sure it may be useful, but it isn't as cool as behind able to throw fireballs at your enemy, or being able to fly. Honestly I think I was just unlucky, my entire life is unlucky. Maybe I'll just run errands for some guy. I get this idea, I'll go in the interior of the capital and find some work there.
Two months have gone by since I've thought about leaving to the capital, I've saved as much money up as possible, I'm finally ready to leave this shithole behind. I wan't to become the strongest, and I can't do that if I'm stuck here. At 11pm at night I decided to sneak out of the house me and my mother lived in, I went down the stairs as they creeked, hoping they wouldn't wake her up, walking down each step I felt closer to freedom. After I walked down the stairs I opened the front door, walked outside, and screamed "I'm finally free" and everyone in this little town heard me. I sprinted to the road and started heading to the interior. After some time on the road I started getting hungry, it wasn't that much of a bother since I've gone weeks without food so this is nothing. However, I didn't really think this through, by foot, a journey to the interior of the capital took no less than seven days.
Four days into this journey I witness something. I see a girl getting kidnapped, honestly I thought to myself that I shouldn't get involved, but immediately after I thought that she screamed "Help, Help me!" then for some reason my body moved on its own and went in to save her. There wasn't much I can do, I was powerless, and I was hungry, which made me even more weak, yet my body didn't stop. "Let her go" I yell at the top of my lungs the two bandits who were attacking her looked towards me, I froze. I've never been in a real fight before, I didn't know how strong these guys were. As they turned their direction towards me, the woman who was being attacked slipped out of their grasp, she fought back, she had this sort of darkness magic, she created a sword out of darkness and sliced them in half. I was worried about my first time fighting, but this is the first time I've seen someone die. As I'm staring at the bodies, I look up at her, she was beautiful, she had these nice eyes you could tell exactly what she was thinking, beautiful long hair that flowed like a river, and an amazing body. "Do you need something" she says in an annoyed tone, "S-Sorry ma'am" I say frantically, I've never been so close to someone so beautiful let alone seen them. "You're young, how old are you" she asks me, "Oh, I'm twelve, what about you" I respond. "I'm 19, so why aren't you with your parents little guy" did this bitch just call me a little guy when I ran in to save her? Well anyways, I wouldn't actually call her that, I tell her "I ran away" in respose to her question, "Ha, isn't that something. You know, these dead fuckers were supposed to be my body guards, my name is 黒 (Kuro - meaning black) what about you?" I stand there confused, it's as if destiny has aligned us, "My name is 白(Shiro - meaning white)" I tell her, she immediately laughs. I look up directly into her eyes and say "Kuro, be by my side while I fix this fucking world."