In a world of powers where people are determined how there life goes just by what they were born with, there ability called Fatum and with humanity there aura are called Aetherion which goes with the ability you would be born with and when it combines the two together it is called Duomythos.
The power that most have, but I am born with none.
As the sound of a fist hits my face I try to get my thoughts straight, but I land in the ground looking up and see her not even her fist is bruise from punching me.
" Come on now useless" a girls voice spat out "what was that about being a hero all that talking for what just to get put down by your dear twin sister"
As you can see that right there is my twin sister- Kirage, Tairo born the same day, have the same blood, and have the same birthday but the difference is she has a Fatum and Aetherion.
" Kirage why do you keep this up" as Amako is about to cry from his sister beating, a moment of silence happens as the sister face turns to his twin brother
"It's not obvious why I'm doing this?"
"NO ITS NOT"
As Kitage crouch to his brother
"It's because I don't like you because you are born without any sort of power, you are a freak of nature who shouldn't be able to live with us regular people so I am going to say this once"
As she is saying these words you hear laughter behind her as you look and see your old friend group smiling at you with the most crazy smile anyone can ever give you, as you focus back on your sister she looks at you and says this
" you're a freak, someone who is not born the same as us regular folks" as you see the people behind showing off their natural born ability.
As my heart breaks on what I hear my old friends laughter in the back saying
"That's a good one Tairo" and " Finally telling the freak what we all wanted to say for so long"
You start to lose yourself trying to take what she had said, you start to look down in defeat not with hope, or anything just defeat, you hear footstep walking away and as you look up you just see your sister walking away from the sight, she does not even giving a single glance at you for what she did, not pity for you no remorse just nothing not even giving you a single glance at what she just said.
And in the distance you see a teacher looking at what had happened a little hope in your heart, only for it be shatter by the teacher walking away not caring remembering that you are not normal.