Prologue: The Beast gives no mercy.
Time will run out.
Nearing the abandoned school entrance, he raised his arm, snapping his fingers as the door flew open for the first time. The force holding the school together was disturbed.
You must run.
The core, long in slumber, awoke, her one good eye flashing open as she felt the school shiver. She was angered. She sneered as she faded out of the underground bomb shelter.
Your friends got lucky.
He ignored the school's many spaces fluttering at the sudden intrusion. It would certainly collapse from the shift in energy. He could sense the many spirits roaming the hallways, forever trapped here under the curse that she had created.
They died under her control.
Suddenly, before him, she appeared. The core, the very being that held this dimension together. She was joined by two other spirits, her assailants that helped her murder and torture those that entered the blood-ridden hallways.
"Leave!" She demanded with an angry tone, raising her arm in a threatening matter.
"Foolish children, you shouldn't play with fire," He replied calmly, before rising onto two feet, his talons out to his sides as his throat lit up with bright violet. His jaws opened as violet flames were unleashed at them. She wasn't expecting it to actually hurt, the bright flames surrounding them, trapping them.
"You aren't the core I was searching for, you're a fake, a replacement for the machine," He retorted, his voice carrying over the cracking of the flames. They couldn't escape. The fire was pulling at their abilities.
"Now, step down!" He roared out, raising one of his arms, his hand engulfed in a green ball of energy, what seemed to be a powerful substance. Her one eye widened, stepping before the other two spirits as he brought his talons forth, slicing through the three of them as the green energy absorbed into their transparent bodies.
She felt intense burning, even more than the fire surrounding them. She could feel the school shake and shiver as she dropped to her knees. Whatever the creature had used, she was disappearing, feeling her powers weaken as she was ripped away from the school's heart. The other two had long since disappeared, not being strong enough to withstand the magic's forces.
When the three children disappeared, he slammed one of his hands down onto the rotting floorboards, the fire dying down, eventually dissipating without a trace.
You will not be so lucky.
The school, without a core to take control, started to shake with great ferocity, floors breaking apart as objects dropped. He dropped to all fours, raising both of his arms, before slamming his hands down again, a wave of powerful energy pulsing out, away from him.
When the wave settled down, the whole school stopped.
The spaces were cleared away.
The eternity of pain was gone.
He stood, his head swaying around, until a smile crossed his mouth.
The other spirits didn't know how to react to the drastic change in atmosphere when he entered. With their core gone, they did not know what to do. They could sense his higher levels of magical energy, much more than their core.
He was not to be messed with. His glowing green eyes were menacing enough, but the reptilian skull that topped the upper half of his head could strike fear in the most fearless beings. His long, slender body was serpent-like, covered in black, oozing tar. His arms were thin, hands only aided with three fingers; all ended with long, sharp talons. The back of his head had long, twisted horns, poisoned quills poking out of his shoulder blades, cheeks, chest, and the tip of his tail.
Protect those that you love most.
He seemed like death itself; the many bleached skeletons and decomposing corpses that littered the hallways and classrooms were not affecting him. In fact, he seemed to be welcoming them. They brought him satisfaction, seeing that these humans were gone, never to come back again.
As he wandered through the hallways, breaking open locked doors and blasting out the seemingly-decoration windows, he had come upon the underground bomb shelter.
It might be your last moments together.
He wasn't lost; he was marking his territory, breaking open anything and everything that stood in his way.
The trap doors that hid among the floors couldn't fool him. Slamming his hand down, the doors opened up, swaying at the sudden force. The system that held them together was broken.
Say your last goodbyes.
The smell of blood was inviting to him, the torture chamber having been abandoned since she had disappeared. It was closed off, the iron door's lock having long since rusted off, forcing it shut.
Maybe someday, you will see each other.
When he reached the burial sight, the very heart of the school, the cold air was washed away as he entered. Even for being a spirit himself, his body was like molten lava, the heat radiating around him.
Nearing the empty grave, he shook his head.
Not even heaven can reach us.
"Little Shinozaki, such a shame you were appeased," He started, all the while raising one of his hands, a spark of green light swirling around in his palm.
"I, however, need you to return. I must seek revenge on the five that ridded you from your post. I think you would like to do the same…" He continued, the green light growing larger as his hand swayed around it.
"The school will lose its abilities, but to feel the right ideals of their deaths, it is only necessary…" He was muttering now, his voice still so calm and collected.
"…And then, and only then… will we feel our revenge come together as one," He stopped, letting the green orb of light travel down into the empty grave. From inside, the light exploded, rays of different colors showering outward.
We pray for all of you…
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