"In a world, where shadows are more than mere darkness, and the light tells secret stories, the survival depends on the fragile harmony of both light and dark - a harmony, that hides the lingering chaos behind a veil of silence."
A gentle evening breeze drifted through the skyscrapers of Soraishi, a city that harmoniously blends the modern with the timeless. As the evening sun slowly descended toward the horizon over the western reaches of Japan, its fading light bathed the city in a warm, golden glow. The reflective façades of the high-rises caught the final rays and cast them dancing across the bustling streets. Yet this interplay of light and shadow concealed more than the eye could perceive - invisible threads, woven by long-forgotten hands of ancient powers, danced their eternal waltz in the stillness beneath the city's vibrant surface.
Among the countless faces drifting through the twilight of the evening commuter stream, Mei's was one that quietly faded into the crowd. The footsteps of the eighteen-year-old girl formed a soft melody on the solid concrete of the sidewalk as she walked on, lost in thought, a barely audible sigh escaping her lips. Unnoticed by the wandering eyes of the passersby, there was a fleeting shimmer in Mei's gaze - a silent portal to a hidden world that only she could see
She slipped past a man who appeared to be engrossed in the newspaper headlines, though his thoughts seemed miles away. Mei's eyes happened to catch a glimpse of the printed words, and a wave of thoughts surged through her: "Once again, people have vanished without a trace — this time, it seems the heart of the city has been affected. The police found only a torn piece of fabric at the scene."
As she passed the elderly man, a woman standing at the edge of the sidewalk paused mid-conversation; her words faltered as a chill breeze sent an icy shiver down her spine. Mei noticed these subtle, nearly imperceptible signs - quiet witnesses to a deeper truth: that she was not the only one in this world who could see.
As Mei entered the train station, a bustling nexus of life, the anonymous bustle welcomed her like a comforting mask. Departure times flickered endlessly across the display boards, while announcements rumbled like distant thunder through the maze of platforms. She moved smoothly through the crowd, a solitary figure surrendering to the relentless current that flowed ever onward toward its uncertain destination.
But her sense of peace was an illusion.
A sudden gust of wind played with Mei's fiery orange hair, while a cool veil of air settled around her distinctive attire - a masterful blend of modern tailoring and the subtle accents of traditional embellishments. Old strands of pearls and talismans she wore trembled in the fresh breeze, releasing a soft, woody chime that gently filled the space around her.
Unexpectedly, she found herself in an island of calm, as though she had crossed the threshold into an invisible bubble where the sounds of daily life faded into distant murmur. Her breath crystallized into delicate wisps of mist in the air as the seconds stretched and slowed. Mei stood still; a faint, ominous tingling crept up her spine - a whisper of intuition, warning her of something inexplicable.
"What… what is this strange feeling?" Mei blinked in confusion as the man with the newspaper, who had just stood beside her, vanished without a trace. The woman on the phone suddenly fell silent as well. "Where did everyone go?" Her voice dissolved into the sudden stillness that had settled over the station like a heavy shroud.
In the next instant, chaos erupted.
Without the slightest warning, the platform's floor split open — as if the jaws of a colossal beast had gaped wide. From the dark chasm that yawned before her eyes, a hand emerged, clawing desperately at the edge and slowly dragging the rest of a body upward.
Mei stood frozen, motionless, as her heart pounded like a trapped bird against the walls of its bony cage. Every instinct screamed at her to run, but her feet had yet to receive the command. She remained rooted to the spot, watching as the creature's dark skin emerged from the depths.
Before her rose a towering, surreal figure - larger than a truck, its sheer size overwhelming. Its long, spindly arms floated unnaturally in stark contrast to its massive torso, giving it an almost spectral grace. The upper part of its head was wrapped in bandages, as if hiding an ancient wound. Its mouth hung perpetually open, revealing rows of razor-sharp teeth and a long, serpentine tongue that writhed like a snake, tasting the air with malevolent intent.
The scene was so surreal that Mei needed a moment to fully grasp the reality unfolding before her eyes. The monster moved with a lumbering heaviness as it pulled itself completely from the gaping crack in the ground, glaring down at the young girl with ravenous eyes that peeked out from beneath its layers of bandages.
"W-What is that thing?! It looks like something straight out of Bleach..." The words slipped from Mei's lips more as a thought than a statement, her gaze locked on the monstrous figure.
Just as she was lost in that moment of disbelief, the creature raised one of its long, disturbingly powerful arms and swung it toward her with terrifying speed. In that critical instant, Mei's will snapped back into focus. She dove to the side just in time.
The beast's strike landed where she had just stood, smashing into the platform with such force that the concrete shattered, sending shards and debris flying as the ground beneath cracked and splintered like glass.
Without hesitation, Mei seized the moment of distraction and bolted into motion. Her feet pounded against the fractured platform as she sprinted away, the cold air rushing past her face. As she ran, pieces of the puzzle began falling into place in her mind.
"The unnatural corpses… the missing people… the devastated city center… now it all makes sense!" she thought, her pulse racing not just from exertion, but from realization. Yet one detail refused to settle. "The black fabric scraps… They're still a mystery. His eye bandages are white — so they couldn't have come from him." That single inconsistency gnawed at her thoughts, whispering of something deeper, something more dangerous hiding beneath the surface of what she'd just witnessed.
Amid the chaos that had engulfed the station, Mei had fought her way through with fierce determination and finally reached the emergency exit. "Gotta get out of here—now!" she hissed through gritted teeth, just as the monster noticed her escape.
With a piercing, ear-shattering screech, the creature tore a massive support pillar from the wall and hurled it in her direction. The debris crashed down in front of her with a thunderous roar, completely blocking the exit.
"Damn it! No!" Mei cursed, panic flashing across her face as she desperately tried to clear the rubble. She pushed and tugged at the heavy chunks of concrete and steel, but it was hopeless — the exit was sealed off, and the monster was closing in.
As Mei paused for a brief breath, she felt the looming presence of the creature behind her — heavy, suffocating. She turned just in time to see it winding up for another devastating strike.
Closing her eyes, Mei braced herself for the inevitable. Her heart pounded, but she stood still, accepting what she believed was the end.
Then—
"Let's go!" a voice shouted, clear and commanding.
Her eyes snapped open.
In front of her stood an unexpected figure, firmly planted between her and the monster. With unwavering resolve, the stranger surged forward, yanking Mei out of harm's way and meeting the creature's monstrous blow head-on — deflecting it with astounding precision and agility.
The sheer force of the impact sent shockwaves through the ground, but the figure held firm, undaunted. Mei could only stare, stunned, as the impossible unfolded before her eyes.
Mei, now pulled to safety by her unexpected rescuer, could hardly believe what was unfolding before her eyes.
Confused, Mei opened her eyes and looked up.
To her surprise, a boy had jumped down from the roof of the station and landed right between her and the monster.
"Sorry you have to go through this now," he said with a slight smile, dropped his bag to the ground, and took a fighting stance.
"Let's begin."
With swift steps, the white-haired boy charged forward. His cross-shaped earring jingled softly as he dashed toward the spirit like a graceful predator.
Though the spirit raised its arm for another strike, the boy deftly sidestepped and leapt into the air. Suddenly, his hand lit up, wrapped in radiant light as he clenched his fist.
"Hikari no Ken!" he shouted, and at the moment of impact, a brilliant explosion of light burst forth.
The blow struck the monster with such force that it clearly reeled from the damage, stumbling backward.
Mei stood there, stunned and speechless at the unexpected turn of events.
This boy wasn't just brave — he possessed extraordinary abilities far beyond anything an ordinary person could hope to achieve.
A wave of relief washed over her, quickly followed by a rising curiosity.
Who is this boy?
And how can he wield such power?
"W-Who are you?!" Mei shouted, watching as the boy, dressed entirely in black, rolled his shoulders to loosen the tension.
"Oh, right. That," he said, a hint of surprise in his tone. "So… you can actually see them."
Mei looked at him, confused and a little scared. He scratched the back of his head, slightly embarrassed, and began to explain, "That thing's a spirit. A restless soul that kills people. If you're evil and die someday, you might turn into one of those too. Spirits are weird creatures that—"
Before he could continue, Mei interrupted impatiently, "I want to know who you are, not what a spirit is!"
The boy raised an eyebrow, flashed a casual expression, and was just about to answer when the spirit suddenly reappeared. With a swift motion, its massive hand came crashing down, burying the boy beneath it.
Mei screamed — but to her shock, the boy rolled smoothly out from under the hand, sprang to his feet, and stepped back to a safe distance.
"My name's Sidd," he finally said, his voice calm despite the danger. "And I fight these things to protect people like you."
With that, Sidd turned back toward the spirit, ready for the next attack. His eyes were steady with resolve, and a faint smile played at the corners of his lips.
He wasn't just brave — he was clearly far more experienced in dealing with these supernatural beings than Mei had ever imagined.
Suddenly, Sidd shouted, "Hikari no Ken!" and with a surge of explosive energy, he forcefully pushed the spirit's hand aside. Rising to his feet atop a slab of stone ripped from the ground by the creature, he struck a dramatic pose and declared,
"You want to know who I am? My name is Sidd Asmodeus — and I'm a demon!"
Mei gasped, startled and confused. Her eyes widened in disbelief, tinged with fear, as she tried to process what she had just heard.
But Sidd didn't falter.
"Alright then... Kagearuki!" he called, as a glowing aura of energy wrapped around his legs.
With doubled speed, he dashed forward, effortlessly dodging another of the spirit's attacks. In a blur of motion, he launched himself onto the wall behind the creature, landing in a position that allowed him to launch his next move without hesitation.
The power and speed with which Sidd moved were astonishing. His ability to manipulate both light and shadow granted him an almost supernatural agility and strength.
Mei, though still plagued by doubt and uncertainty, couldn't help but feel captivated by the elegance and composed intensity Sidd radiated in the midst of the chaos.
She was beginning to realize she was standing on the threshold of a world far beyond anything she had believed real.
With a confident grin, Sidd leapt from the wall and landed squarely on the outstretched palm of the spirit. Before it could crush him, he dropped fluidly and slid between its massive legs, emerging behind it.
There, he spotted a small, broken metal rod on the ground. Without hesitation, he grabbed it, wielding it as an improvised weapon.
The spirit turned, enraged, and with a powerful swing, hurled Sidd through the air. But even mid-flight, the boy retained complete control — and with pinpoint accuracy, he hurled the metal rod toward the monster's face.
It struck dead-on, momentarily obscuring the creature's vision.
Seizing the moment, Sidd shouted, "Kagearuki!" again and launched himself off the wall, vanishing into the shadows cast by the spinning rod.
In the darkness and distraction, the spirit lost track of him.
Sidd reappeared in a new position, eyes locked on his target, every movement calculated. He was already preparing for his next strike — the battle far from over.
And every passing second proved why Sidd Asmodeus was no ordinary fighter. He was a true master of his craft.
As the monster finally batted the rod away and regained its sight, its eyes locked onto Sidd, who was already mid-air, preparing his next strike.
"Ready to be released?" he called out challengingly, clenching his right hand into a fist. Then, extending his index and middle fingers, he pointed them directly at the creature and shouted,
"Kagebore Fūin – Seal of All Shadows!"
In that very moment, a brilliant flash of light erupted, wrapping itself around the spirit and engulfing it completely. The light twisted and spiraled like a vortex, binding the creature in radiant threads of energy.
As the flash receded and silence fell, Sidd landed softly on the ground. Mei's eyes followed him — and then caught something she hadn't noticed before: a piece of his jacket had been torn off.
Surprised, and with a hint of realization, she murmured, "So… it was you..."
She stepped back slightly, a mixture of awe and caution flickering in her eyes.
Sidd, unfazed by the space she instinctively created between them, simply gave her a mischievous smile and flashed a peace sign with his right hand. In that moment, the heavy tension of the battle seemed to lift, replaced by a glimpse of his youthful defiance — and the quiet confidence that whatever came next, they could face it together.
But Mei couldn't share in Sidd's calm.
The weight of everything that had happened was crushing. Overwhelmed and shaken to her core, she instinctively backed away, her legs trembling. Dizziness overcame her. The world spun.
Her body buckled beneath her — the ground vanished from under her feet. Darkness swallowed her senses.
Like a wounded animal, she collapsed, completely defenseless, laid bare for any predator that might emerge from the shadows.
Is this… the end?
The thought rang out once, and then faded as her consciousness slipped away. The last image in her mind was of Sidd — and the desperate hope that he would be fast enough to reach her… before something else did.
"What happened…?"
Mei jolted awake, panic lacing her voice.
She was lying in a bed she didn't recognize, in a room that felt equally foreign. Confusion and fear surged through her as she instinctively tried to throw off the blanket and flee — but her limbs felt heavy, as if her body were submerged in water.
Then came a calm, youthful voice beside her.
"Hey, easy. Don't move too fast — you'll collapse again."
It was Sidd. He entered the room holding a white mug. Printed on it were the words:
"Good and Evil exist in opposition. Only when they unite can any problem be solved."
He set the mug gently on the small table beside the bed and sat down carefully on the edge, his gaze filled with quiet concern.
"You passed out," he said simply. "I brought you here so you'd be safe and could recover. Don't worry — you're safe now."
Mei took a deep breath, trying to steady her racing thoughts and suppress the panic rising in her chest. Sidd's warm, steady presence seemed to help — not much, but enough to ground her.
"How long was I unconscious?" she asked softly, attempting to sit up.
"Just a few hours," Sidd replied calmly. "I kept an eye on you to make sure you were okay. You had a pretty intense reaction after... well, after everything."
Mei nodded slowly. The memories were still foggy, but the weight of the night's events pressed heavily on her.
"Thank you for looking after me," she said. A faint smile tugged at the corners of her lips as her eyes flicked to the cup and its motto.
Maybe she was safe here.
And maybe — just maybe — she could trust Sidd to help her understand what had happened.
Her gaze wandered through the room Sidd had brought her to.
The motivational quote on the mug, she quickly realized, was only a taste of the quirky philosophy that ran through the space — though the initial impression of wisdom and calm was soon eclipsed by the unmistakable chaos of a bachelor's den.
Clothes and trash were scattered across the floor.
An old pizza box sat like a greasy crown atop the desk in the corner, a silent monument to some long-forgotten meal.
The wallpaper peeled in places, and the walls were decorated with posters — not of heroes or legends, but scantily clad anime girls that made Mei frown with quiet disapproval.
Three black wardrobes stood side by side, plastered with stickers and posters of popular manga titles like Kaiju No. 8, Wind Breaker, and Mashle, giving the room a loud, youthful energy.
Next to them stood a tall bookshelf, filled to the brim with an impressive collection of manga, light novels, and detailed figures, carefully placed between the volumes.
Despite the general mess, the bed she lay on — and the desk beside it — were surprisingly neat.
A sleek, modern PC setup dominated the workspace, bathed in the glow of RGB lights that gently shifted through a spectrum of colors, casting the room in a cozy yet energizing hue.
This stark contrast — between chaos and control, between childish enthusiasm and mature focus — seemed to speak volumes about Sidd.
Mei wasn't sure what to make of him yet. She felt simultaneously repelled and intrigued by the strange harmony of his world.
And though uncertainty still lingered in her chest, she found herself warming — if only slightly — to his unconventional way of living.
Sidd gently placed the mug on the small nightstand beside the bed, then wove his way through the clutter of clothes back to his desk. Grabbing his black gaming chair, he skillfully navigated it through the chaos and parked it next to the bed. He sat down with a soft sigh, his expression shifting to one of genuine concern.
"How are you feeling?" he asked quietly.
A moment of silence passed between them — tense, heavy — before Mei, no longer able to contain her confusion and fear, burst out:
"You… You kidnapped me! How do you think I feel?!"
Her voice was sharp, and her eyes burned with a mixture of anger and disbelief.
Sidd flinched slightly, clearly startled by the intensity of her reaction.
"Hey, I'm really sorry!" he said quickly, his voice laced with honest regret. "I just wanted to make sure you were okay. I live right next to the station anyway. If you want to leave, I'll let you go — no problem!"
His words tumbled out in a rush, as if trying to defuse the situation before it escalated. His eyes searched hers, hopeful for some sign of understanding — or at least a little less hostility.
Mei let out a breath and sat up more fully, visibly more at ease.
"Whatever," she muttered, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "Just... explain what's going on with those spirits first."
Her tone was guarded, but not entirely closed off.
Sidd looked up at the ceiling for a moment, as if trying to piece together where to begin.
"Where do I even start…" he murmured. "Alright. When a person dies, their soul usually goes to heaven or hell. That's the standard route. But sometimes, someone dies with chaos still inside them — regrets, hatred, unfinished business — and their soul doesn't move on. Normally, those go to a place called the Abyss, a kind of waiting room for restless spirits."
He paused, collecting his thoughts, then continued.
"But someone — at some point — thought it'd be a great idea to use some weird artifact to pull those souls out of the Abyss and turn them into what we now call spirits or ghosts. Not all of them, though — only the ones with the strongest will to keep existing. They end up stuck between our world and the Abyss — caught in a loop of unrest and instability."
Sidd met Mei's gaze, wanting to make sure she was following.
"These spirits… they can't let go on their own. They cling to the material world, driven by leftover emotions, trauma, or desires. That's why they can seem dangerous or even evil. But deep down, they're just lost souls — confused, angry, and unable to find peace."
He leaned back slightly, his tone softening.
"I've learned how to deal with them. How to calm them down… or, if needed, release them. It's not easy. But someone has to do it."
Mei sat quietly, processing his words. Sidd's explanation painted a very different picture of the spirits — not as monsters, but as echoes of broken people.
For the first time, she saw not just the danger, but the tragedy behind those flickering, terrifying forms.
Sidd paused briefly to make sure Mei could follow his explanation, then continued:
"That naturally raises the question: how can you defend yourself against spirits? That's where soul energy comes into play. A soul can consist of either positive or negative energy. Humans possess positive soul energy, while spirits have negative soul energy. Positive energy cannot harm other positive energy, just like negative energy cannot harm itself. But the opposing energies act like poison to each other. Positive soul energy harms negative, just as negative harms positive."
He leaned forward slightly, his eyes sparkling with a mixture of seriousness and fascination.
"This means that humans can harm spirits with their innate energy. Unfortunately, only a few talented people can control this energy and even perceive spirits at all. You're one of them!"
Mei processed this information, a mixture of awe and uncertainty showing on her face.
"Me? But how… I mean, why me?" she stammered, trying to grasp the weight of Sidd's words.
"It's rare, but you have the special ability to see and influence soul energy. It's a great gift, but also a great responsibility," Sidd explained further. "Normally, those who have such abilities need to learn how to consciously use and control this energy. There are techniques and training that can help you develop and strengthen your abilities."
Mei's confusion only grew as she tried to digest the new information.
"Me?" she asked, still unsure about the significance of her role in this hidden world of spirits and soul energies.
Sidd nodded with a mischievous grin.
"Yes, exactly you. But let me explain something important about how spirits actually work. They follow a certain system. The first spirit to ever exist, and also the strongest of them all, is named Reficul. All other spirits follow his command. Reficul and the spirits were once on the verge of completely destroying humanity before a woman appeared who could perfectly control her soul energy. She managed to seal Reficul."
He paused briefly to make sure Mei was keeping up before continuing:
"But that alone wasn't enough to end the threat of the spirits. Even though Reficul was sealed, the spirit king could still control his subordinates. That's why that woman founded an organization meant to hunt and eliminate spirits. This organization was called 'Seiho', and the woman became known under the name 'Witch'. I'm one of the Seiho."
Mei's eyes widened as she grasped the scope of Sidd's explanation. The stories she had heard sounded like myths or legends, but now she realized she was part of a much larger and very real world. Her thoughts raced as she tried to understand her role in this epic struggle.
"And now," Sidd continued, "you're also part of this world. You have a special connection to this power. It's no coincidence that you can see and sense spirits. You have the potential to play an important role in the fight against them."
The weight of this responsibility now lay heavily on Mei's shoulders.
Puzzled by a small detail, she asked, "But how can Reficul still control spirits if he's sealed?"
Sidd's smile widened as Mei asked her question. "That's a very good question," he said as he walked over to the window. "Reficul may be sealed, but his energy and influence are still strong enough to indirectly affect the spirits. He exists in a kind of dormant state, but the bond he created with his spirits remains intact."
As Mei joined him at the window, he opened the curtains with a theatrical gesture, revealing an extraordinary sight.
Outside, a massive, faintly glowing, slightly translucent net stretched across the entire horizon and far beyond.
Mei took a few steps back in disbelief, her mouth falling open in awe and quiet horror. "W-What is that net?!" she asked, covering her mouth with her hand in shock.
Noticing Mei's reaction, Sidd sank back into his chair and looked thoughtfully at the glowing web that wrapped around the planet like a giant aurora.
"We at Seiho call that a Spiritual Net. It's actually a legacy of Reficul, left behind before he was sealed. He created it from the souls he had devoured. Originally, it was much smaller, but it grows with every soul it absorbs."
He paused briefly to make sure Mei could follow.
"This net gives the spirits the command to absorb souls and pass them on to it. That means the spirits are collecting souls to expand the net. It's like a continuous machine that feeds off soul energy and keeps growing."
Mei shuddered at the thought that such a cruel system was still active, driven by the dark energy of a powerful but malevolent being.
"How can we stop it?" she asked, her voice trembling with concern. "Is there a way to destroy or at least control this net?"
Sidd nodded slowly, his expression growing serious.
"There are ways to control the net and limit its expansion. That's part of what we at Seiho do. We work to weaken the net's power, stop its growth, and free the spirits that sustain it. It's not an easy task and requires great strength and deep knowledge of spiritual energies. You have the potential to play a key role in this, Mei. With the right training, you can learn how to manipulate soul energy and influence the net. You could help restore balance and lessen the damage Reficul has caused."
Mei looked at the glowing net in the sky with a mixture of fascination and unease.
"What's the point of the net, though? Could it be used to free Reficul from his seal or something?" she asked, trying to piece together the full picture.
Sidd grinned mischievously, as if he had expected the question.
"Knew that one was coming," he said. "Pure soul energy can't break seals. Proper seals — especially those created by powerful soul masters — are very robust and can't simply be undone by accumulated energy. The net is solely meant to restore Reficul's energy and true form in case he is ever released from the seal. How the spirits plan to do that is another matter."
He leaned back and added thoughtfully, "There are theories that the spirits might use the net to reach a sort of critical mass of soul energy, which could then be used to weaken or bypass the seal. But that's all speculative. The true nature of the net and its full capacity are still somewhat of a mystery to us."
Mei now understood the complexity of the situation a little better.
"So even if the net keeps growing, it's not necessarily a direct threat to the seal itself. But it's still a huge danger?" she asked, wanting to make sure she had understood everything correctly.
"Exactly," Sidd confirmed. "It's a constant threat because it increases the number of spirits and their strength. It's a vicious cycle — the more souls the net devours, the more powerful it becomes, and the harder it is to control or redeem the spirits. Our goal is to break that cycle and neutralize the net before it becomes too powerful."
Mei nodded, now with a deeper understanding of the challenges ahead.
"And this is where I come in?" she asked, her voice firmer and more determined than before.
"Exactly," Sidd replied with an approving nod. "With your ability to perceive and manipulate soul energy, you're a key figure in our fight."
Mei looked at Sidd thoughtfully as he stepped beside her. The weight of the situation and the depth of the responsibility he clearly carried were now more visible. His tired face and serious words revealed the immense challenge the Seiho faced every day.
"The plan sounds pretty unrealistic, doesn't it?" he said with a faint smile, which, despite his exhaustion, carried a glimmer of hope. "But that doesn't stop the spirits from killing people. That's why we Seiho exist. If you want, and stay in contact with me, we might be able to teach you how to control soul energy like we do. All you have to do is agree to join me on this journey. Are you in?"
Mei felt her heart pounding. The choice before her was enormous, and the consequences far-reaching.
Mei looked Sidd directly in the eyes, her decision firm but surrounded by uncertainty and fear.
"I… I understand what you're saying, Sidd, and I really respect what you and the other Seiho are doing. But I'm just not ready. I'm not someone who can rush into that kind of danger, not without risking everything. I have family, friends… I can't leave them all behind. I'm really sorry."
Sidd, visibly disappointed but still understanding, let his hand fall from her shoulder. He sighed deeply before replying.
"I understand. This life isn't for everyone. It takes a lot, and not everyone is meant for it."
He paused and looked out the window, then continued,
"But remember, Mei, the door is always open. If you ever change your mind, or even just want to learn more without committing, you know where to find me."
As Sidd continued trying to reach out to her, it became too much for Mei. Her tension rose until she finally snapped.
Slap
Sidd lost his balance as Mei forcefully knocked his hand away. Surprised and shocked, he fell to the floor.
"Mei, hey…" he began, but she cut him off immediately.
"Don't touch me! It's my decision, and you have to accept it when I say no! This is really too much. First you kidnap me, then you talk about spirits. Maybe it's all real, but I'm not going to put myself in danger! I hope we never see each other again. Goodbye, Sidd."
Her words were filled with sadness and regret, her eyes flashing with determination and disappointment.
Without another glance back, Mei stormed out the door, leaving behind a sorrowful Sidd, who struggled to sit up.
A single tear rolled down his cheek as he whispered softly, "Mei, I'm sorry…"
Alone in the room, which still echoed with their argument, Sidd sat on the floor, his heart heavy from the abrupt turn of events.
His hopes that Mei might become part of his life and fight had shattered with her determined departure.
The loneliness of the room now surrounded him, a silent witness to his attempt to forge a connection that now seemed out of reach.
In that quiet hour, Sidd reflected on their encounter, on the possibilities that could have been, and the hard realities that were.
Maybe, he thought, it was too much to ask someone to step into this hidden and dangerous world so quickly.
Maybe Mei just needed time. Maybe the shock had been too great.
Maybe, one day, she would come back — when she was ready.
But until then, he had to keep going, alone, driven by the responsibility and the hope that he was making the right choices for those he had sworn to protect.
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Fellow readers, it's me, Phleg!
After a short break, it's finally time for my next story, God Trigger! Sorry, if the writing style isn't THAT good. I've written the first season of God Trigger over a year ago. I just reworked a few parts and now I'm finally happy with the result.
In my opinion, God Trigger is one of my better stories. I planned the whole thing and I can say that I'm very proud of it (especially the end), but we have to wait a bit, until it's the time for that!
For those who don't know, I like to give my own comments at the end of each chapter, so you can expect to see my visage every time I upload, hahaha.
Sorry for the longer writing break. I worked on a few more stories, so we won't run out of stories for a longer time now.
I'm very excited for y'alls reaction to God Trigger!
Have fun reading, fellow nerds!
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