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"Talking"

'Thinking'

This world we live in… there are two parts to it. One is the beautiful side, the utopian place of the rich who have good jobs and good lives. The other side is the darkness, a dystopian place where the poor have to beat up the poor to survive.

That's just how the world works.

I was lucky… or what people would call, a lucky person. I was born into a wealthy family, one that owned the biggest company that ever existed: Kirochima Corp. But I wasn't happy- no, I wouldn't ever be happy again.

"You shouldn't exist!"

"You stupid Ice Demon!"

"Die in the depths of hell!"

"Go fight and die like the rest of the poor!"

There were a lot more as I walked down the streets of town. One glare at them with my white eyes and they shut up. That's right, I was blind. It happened recently. A fight between me and my step mother resulted in my loss of sight, but strengthened my sight.

What I mean is that I was a psychic. You could say I'm the most powerful psychic in the world, having mastered most of the psychic abilities that exist. That's why people feared me, didn't want me to exist. People tend to shun out those who are more powerful.

"Nee-san… why aren't you doing something about this?" my brothers asked, walking on either side of me. I may have been blind, but like I said, I was the most powerful psychic. I had the power of clairsentience, the psychic power to feel and see through psychic means.

"People need something to blame for what is going on in this world. I'm fine with being the blame. I don't care what happens as long as you both and Cindy aren't involved," I replied, continuing to walk along. "Humans are supposed to be like this."

"Just leave it, Copper, Cobalt. You know you can't convince Silver to change. Her heart is so cold, she may never be saved," Cindy said in a sad tone. And she was right, I may never be saved after what I had gone through.

"But nee-san still has us."

"Yeah… I still have the three of you. Don't you ever worry."

That's where it all began…

"Oh? Here's a rare sight. Two girls who know how to fight and are both psychics."

We both turned around slowly to see… a figure. He was holding a scythe judging by the position of his hand and the shape of the weapon. It pissed me off how my intuition hadn't managed to pick his movement or such.

"Who are you?" I asked, pushing Cindy behind me. I didn't like the way his aura was. It was like a dark hole that was trying to suck us in. I felt that we needed to get away, right away.

"Those white eyes are quite nice. I would like them for myself, however my master didn't send me to the human world for that," he said. I could confirm from his words that he wasn't human. I didn't believe in deities, but right now was different.

"Silver, this guy gives me the creeps. I don't trust him," Cindy said, gripping my shoulder tightly. I nodded my head in agreement.

"Guy? No. I prefer if you refer to me as god of death, or in japanese, shinigami," the shinigami said. "But, that's not why I'm here. I'm on a job."

Before I could react, my back hit the ground. The sound of a scream and a thump beside me let me know that Cindy was also slammed into the ground beside me.

"Now, accept the marks of hell. You two cursed humans will now be leaving this world for the sake of my master."

"I won't go down without a fight!" I yelled, and attempted to punch him in the face. My fist simply went through his body. "W-What the… a real shinigami? Are you kidding me?"

"Of course that won't work. Now, accept the mark of hell!"

"KYAAAAH!" Cindy screamed in pain. I could only turn my head and look at her as a pain filled my eyes and my hand started to burn. Then, I couldn't feel anything.

"Oya? Looks like your bodies could handle the darkness. I knew you both were the perfect hostesses. HA! We'll see… if you can learn to control this power. Perhaps if you do, you'll accept the fate given," the shinigami said.

"Bastard…" I whispered, before letting darkness and nothingness overtake me.

The next day, I awoke in my bed as if nothing happened…

Welcome to the rewritten version of A Cliche Adventure. The original will be deleted in about a week or so, but I promise that this one will be updated at least once every 2 - 3 days. I'm sorry for all my fans, but I've been cringing at my horrible plot. I'll be doing the same thing for my Lightning's Treasure Story eventually.

Again, I'm sorry for those who were waiting. Please forgive me.