'My parents'

'My parents…hate me. How I long for their love and acknowledgment'

Thus begins the tale of Daito, a young mamodo of unique character and unfound resolve. Every one-thousand years a king must be crowned through the Great Mamodo Battle. Such an ordeal has been placed upon one-hundred of these children, everyone one of them possessing unparalled power. Striving to accomplish their hopes and dreams they must take the battle to another world where they leave all that they know behind going far as to leave their own powers in the hands of strangers. How can they thrive with these conditions? How can the children trust in these creatures and hope to gain what they seek?

One mamodo will find the answer.

Soon the world will realize just how far love and friendship can really take a person.

~Eternal Friendship~

Episode 1: Hating Myself

"DAITO!!!"

The loud trembling voice of a woman echoed soundly throughout the residence. The timely vibration was more than enough to wake a sleeping lad out of his comfortable bed and to change drastically fast for class. "I'm up I'm up mom! Geeze..", thought the young demon. As the noise implied, this child was named Daito.

"Don't forget to wash behind the ears! And finish your breakfast quickly or else your father will give you hell for being late to class again!" said the mother who has just finished setting the table with a proper meal for two. For as far as he can remember his parents were always so strict with his studies and for a hard-earned reason that. He wasn't a great student in class and he had social problems to ensure as well. But what gets to him the most out of all his problems is the public humiliation that is known to all that knows his name: He has not mastered a single spell to claim his own.

Indeed, a mamodo who doesn't know a single spell is unheard of.

As he was brushing his teeth he took a good look at himself in the mirror as he does every morning, when a great sadness and hatred was resonating in his heart. What he sees is indeed a weak demon who everyone loathes. He was deep in thought when raged flickered in his eyes, "Why am I like this? Why am I even here" he muttered. At age 14 he was of fair complexion and measured at 5'1" height and 125 pounds, fairly moderate for a growing young demon. Most would consider his hair wild and unpredictable despite his polite and quiet nature. It was of a light bluish tint mixed with grey that extended some bangs to the front of his forehead and slightly longer ones to the sides of his face, with a slight ponytail barely reaching past his shoulders. Eyes as red as blood with a black streak going down on his right was visible while the same can be said about his left but with an added second smaller one running diagonally just slightly. Yet after such a physical description his similar traits ends there compared to the other mamodo in this world. He was of a kind and quiet nature, appropriate considering his terrible circumstances. As far as he can remember the other children have always teased him for his lack of power, his terrible grades at school, and the constant discouragement from his parents.

'Well, atleast my days should be a little bitter from now on', he thought. Daito has high hopes from this point forward and for good reason too. The Kingship of the Mamodo world were to announce the qualified students who would participate in the Great Mamodo Battle, an event that ever so often comes every one-thousand years where the winner would be crowned King and rule over all. Such is the tradition that has been stood the test of time and to break the tradition would be considered disgraceful. He was very hopeful that a few of the powerful students at his school would be chosen and sent out to fight, and ideal situation that can relieve a lot of his teasing and partially motivate him to study more. Results like that can probably make him learn a spell or two in the process! He quickly finished his washing up in the bathroom and hurried down the stairs and just before he exited the door he called out to his mother. "Mom I'm leaving for school, don't wait up for me I'll be studying with a few friends at the library".

He lied. In his whole life Daito has never made a true friend or someone close enough that he can confide in without being ridiculed for. His mother turned sharply and quickly stuffed his mouth with egg and some pancakes and forcefully made him chew every bite. "Not until you finished your breakfast young man! A growing boy needs to have a balanced and healthy breakfast before he goes school. And go back upstairs and brush your teeth again!!". "Yes ma'am!", his face filled with anguish. Oh boy, he was definitely scared when his mother has to lecture him in the morning so he quickly went back and obliged.

It was a beautiful morning. Timed seemed almost standing still as the high clouds covered the gleaming sun and the cool breeze caressed his tender skin while he was making his way to the academy. A smile broke out of his face as he had a feeling that today was going to be a great day. "Today will definitely be different. I'll start studying more and I will show everyone that I'm not a loser, I'll show them. I'll show them all..my parents. They'll see. I can almost taste the change, ahaha!" He couldn't help but let out a laugh, a mistake that he regrets as he miss stepped on the edge of the street and fell face first on the street. "Not..one of my better days, heh..owe." As he laid there on the concrete he heard faint footsteps creeping closer in to his position. He turned his head to the side to see the stranger waking up towards him, the sun was blinding his vision but figured it was one of the older students at the academy.

"Kinda pathetic the way you dropped the way you did. If I were you I'd pick myself up and fast."

A few school children were giggling as they walked by the two. Flustered, he got up quickly and dusted himself off so he wouldn't have to make an even bigger fool of himself, if that was even possible.

"I'm so sorry, please forgive me.." He looked straight into his eyes until he realized he was in fact a she.

Ross was the name of this young woman. She was 17 and was pretty well known around these parts but not for the right reasons. She didn't do well at school herself but she wasn't particularly bad at it either. She was, however, deeply feared by other kids as she hated authority and would enjoy being a loner all the time. No one would dare give her problems or else they would have had to deal with her dangerous and violent attitude. "Whatever.." She mumbled and continued to make her destined way before she would arrive late like would most of the time. Daito continued to watch her from a distance and let out a sweat drop, he was definitely lucky that he didn't upset her of all people. Despite the negatives she was known for she also possessed beauty that many admired. Ross had a style all many would say was mysterious and edgy. Her eyes looked as dangerous as a demon can get yet mystery surrounded her profusely due to the beautiful purple hue it resonated, captivating all onlookers who stared into them. Her hair was short to mid length and was crimson, sexy and stylish due to a few black stripes that grew naturally. Most of the black were found behind her head below layers of the crimson hair but a few of the stripes were indeed visible in some of her bangs and the top of her head. Only her left eye had a black line going downwards stopping at the middle of the cheek and then took a diagonal turn towards her left ear, darkening while giving the illusion that the marking resembled a sythe shape. She was always seen with dark boots that sure as hell hurt if you were lucky enough to be at the end of it, and black punk shorts that moderately showed skin that the teachers wouldn't tolerate. That is if they bothered to discipline her without retaliation. A tight black sleeveless leather jacket rounded out the rest of her attire.

The bells have started ringing and Daito quickly snapped out of his daze and ran as fast as his legs can get him to class. "Whew I barely made it".

The boy was relieved.

The professor made his way to class and was preparing his morning speech of announcements. "Listen children. As you may know The Great Mamodo Battle candidates have been decided and..ahem". The class, as usual, was pretty rowdy in the morning and the professor expected it nonetheless.

"Ahem….QUIEEEEEEEEEEEEEET!!!!"

One look at his monsterous expression(not to mention those teeth and horns) was enough to make the whole class neatly seat themselves and give their full attention to the elderly professor, the usual rouse that kick starts their day.

"Let me begin again. It is a great honor that your generation will give fruit to a new King that will rule over our land. It is an honor that you all should be very proud of. Furthermore, the one-hundred children have finally been selected aswell. It was a difficult process that the High Council verified many times over, and they can say with great satisfaction that they have chosen wisely". The class were making comments among themselves and were very excited to know if any students at this school were selected.

"Heh I bet you that I was selected", said one very confident mamodo. "Nuh uh I bet it's going to be me!", exclaimed another one.

"Whoever it is I bet it's not Daito that's for sure".

That classed laughed and a shade of red blushed over Daito's face.

~C'mon Daito it's just the usual, no need to get down. Just brush it off~

"Heh good one guys". The young mamodo just laughed with them, no use crying over spilled milk about it. "Settle down class there's more". The professor buffed his glasses and looked quite admirable, as if he was about to pour his heart out with great pride. "Not only have a few students been chosen here at this academy", he bolstered," We also have one of the participants in this very classroom". All the students were shocked and surprised that they might actually have the Future King in their presence.

"Alright!"

"Yeah!!!"

"Told you I was it!!!"

"oh brother.." thought Daito.

"QUIEEEEEEEEET!!!!!!!!!"

Everyone quickly sat down in their seats again, fearing 1,000 page essay as punishment. "I am greatly honored to announced that none other than…"

He slipped out the sealed envelope from his carrier bag and broke the royal seal that safely secured it. "None other than our very own….Daito Helgard!" He said with a grin from ear to pointy ear.

"WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!?!?!"

The children were astonished to have found out that of all the mamodo they could have chosen was it really Daito of all people??? Of all of the faces present Daito's was clearly the most pale one there, as if he is seeing a ghost right before his very eyes. "Daito, are you alright?", asked the professor with a slight worried cough. The surprised mamodo was lying on the floor fully fainted and unmoving with swirls in his eyes. A sweat dropped rolled over the tired professor's forehead, "I'll go get the nurse.."

Thus our journey of his story can now be told

Next Time on ~Eternal Friendship~

Episode 2: Awkward Beginnings