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We Gonna Light It Up Just Like The Sunrise

What It Feels Like to Live Like a Civilian in Another World?

One night, in the bustling urban streets of Kyoto, Sato, a weary businessman, trudged along in his usual formal attire. Consumed by a life defined solely by work and sleep, he found himself at a crossroads of despair. Years of relentless dedication to his career had left him without the simple joys of life: the freedom to eat and drink as he pleased, the chance to enjoy his passions, or even the warmth of a family. He realized that in his pursuit of success, he'd forgotten what it meant to truly live. In a desperate attempt to escape his overwhelming thoughts, Sato drowned his sorrows in a nearby bar, drinking away the emptiness that filled him. As the night wore on, he stumbled out into the streets, barely able to keep his balance. But fate had other plans. Drunk and disoriented, Sato was struck by a speeding truck and fell into darkness. When he awoke, he found himself in a vast, empty void—surrounded by nothingness. Before him appeared a radiant figure: a woman dressed in a glowing, ethereal gown. With serene grace, she spoke, revealing that Sato’s life was not yet over. He had been granted an extraordinary second chance—a chance to be reincarnated in another world, where he could finally live the life he'd always dreamed of, free from the confines of his former existence. Reborn as a baby named Souta Laurent, he now finds himself in a new world, far from the world of workaholic ambition. His parents are simple, ordinary citizens, living humbly in this unfamiliar realm. But as Souta grows, a question begins to linger in his mind: What does it truly mean to be a civilian in a world so different from the one he once knew?
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The Light Between Shadows

The air was thick with smoke and the scent of blood, heavy enough to choke her as she clung to the shadows. She’d grown up within these walls, the stone corridors of her family’s stronghold, where she’d always been the quiet one, the unassuming Luminary, watching her kin wield their power over the wolves below with an iron fist. Tonight, the fortress shook under the force of rebellion. A war-cry echoed nearby, and she shivered, feeling the ground tremble as wolves overthrew the guards in waves, the very magic that had once bound them broken. The legends always said that the Luminaries were untouchable, but here they were—falling, one by one, as the stronghold became a grave. She ducked into an alcove, her back pressed against the cold stone, heart racing as her mind fought to make sense of the chaos. The Luminaries’ rule was absolute; they controlled everything and everyone with invisible threads of power. They were feared, revered—and yet, she knew what had been done in her family’s name. The iron discipline, the cold cruelty that had been deemed necessary, even just. But now, face to face with what that cruelty had cost, she felt a hollowness settle in her chest. A shadow appeared at the end of the hall. She stiffened, recognizing him immediately. He was the one from the old stories, the one who had somehow resisted the Luminaries’ control, a man of a bloodline immune to her family’s magic. His eyes, dark as midnight, swept the corridor before falling on her. In that moment, every instinct told her to run, but her body wouldn’t move, caught between dread and a strange sense of fate. He stopped before her, and his gaze bored into her, assessing, calculating. “So,” he said finally, voice cold. “This is where they hid the last of you.” She swallowed, lifting her chin. “I… I didn’t ask for any of this.” “Didn’t you?” His words were sharp, cutting through the chaos. “How convenient. That’s what they all say when they’re caught.” The accusation stung, but she kept her gaze steady. “Not everyone deserves to die.” His lips curled in a bitter smile. “Spoken like a true Luminary. Even now, you cling to the lies they fed you.” The weight of his anger was palpable, filling the air around them. She could feel his fury like a storm, a hatred so raw it burned her. And yet, as he glared at her, she saw a flicker of hesitation, a crack in the armor he wore so tightly. She didn’t know that, in her softness, she held a power she didn’t understand—a quiet magic, subtle but unyielding, that drew him in against his will. He closed the distance between them, his hand gripping her arm firmly. “The others will die,” he murmured, his tone edged with finality. “But you, you’re coming with me. You’re too dangerous to be left alive, but maybe you’re just valuable enough to be kept breathing.” Her heart hammered, the weight of his words settling over her as he pulled her forward, binding her fate to his, a captive of the very rebellion that had destroyed her family.
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