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Soul Eater Black Room

Room 208

The air hung heavy with unspoken anxieties as Iris walked the sterile hospital corridors. A year. It had been a year since she’d received the devastating news: Iñigo, her beloved boyfriend, was dead. The pain still felt raw, a constant ache in her chest. She'd mourned him fiercely, the void his absence left echoing in her heart. Little did she know, the truth was far more complicated, twisted by a mother's disapproval and a desperate attempt to keep them apart. Iñigo’s mother, a woman whose disapproval Iris had always felt like a cold wind, had whisked him away to the States, a calculated move to sever their connection. She’d believed that distance, the vast expanse of the ocean, would be enough to erase Iris from Iñigo's life. But fate, it seemed, had other plans. Dr. Millie’s voice, crisp and professional, broke through Iris’s somber thoughts. "Iris, you're assigned to assist the patient in Room 208. He was recently transferred from the U.S.A." The doctor handed her the file. Iris took it mechanically, her mind already racing. The familiar chill that always accompanied thoughts of Iñigo's mother settled over her. This was no coincidence. A strange premonition tightened its grip on her, a knot of dread forming in her stomach. She felt a cold dread creeping up her spine. As she approached Room 208, a wave of nausea washed over her. She hesitated, her hand trembling as she reached for the door handle. A deep breath, a silent prayer, and then—she opened the door. The sight that greeted her stole the breath from her lungs. There he was, pale but undeniably Iñigo, lying in the hospital bed. Time seemed to stop. The world dissolved into a dizzying blur of disbelief and overwhelming emotion. A strangled gasp escaped her lips. He was alive. The carefully constructed wall of grief she’d built around her heart crumbled. A torrent of emotions – shock, relief, disbelief, and a bitter taste of betrayal – flooded her. All the pain, the tears, the emptiness… all for nothing? The file slipped from her numb fingers, landing silently on the floor. He was alive, and his mother had lied.
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The God-Eater Sequence

In the year 2000, the world was suddenly engulfed by a colossal black bird. The sun was devoured by this entity, which humans dubbed "Deities." Trapped in a realm surrounded by these "Deities," mankind clung to survival in the cracks. As the "Deities" slaughtered humans, the dwindling remnants of humanity pooled their final strength to create Safe Zones capable of repelling the Deities. During this desperate struggle, some individuals unexpectedly awakened sequence abilities. When the first man discovered his hand could transform into a pistol, he initially deemed it useless. But when the pistol miraculously harmed a Deity, humanity realized the truth: even nuclear weapons had failed to injure these beings, yet Ordinal abilities could effortlessly wound them. Those who awakened sequences were elevated as saviors of society. The protagonist, reborn into this world, lived in the poorest reaches of the Safe Zones, surviving on United Nations rations. While sequence awakeners were seen as "chosen ones," he miraculously awakened his own ability: Sequence: God-Eater —the sole Ordinal power capable of gaining strength by devouring Deity carcasses. Ordinary sequences required endless Deity hunting and consuming UN-distributed magic elixirs to level up. Yet he could digest and assimilate Deity remains, which were universally considered inedible. To avoid being captured for experimentation, he concealed his power, growing stronger in the shadows while gradually consuming every last Deity.
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