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CHAPTER 01

A distant thunder boomed.

Every demon stopped what they're doing and turned their attention at my direction. I knelt down in front of Lucifer as I bowed my head in reverence.

"I have a petition."

The demon king smiled viciously at me. "It's been a while since you last talked to me." His ancient voice turned my cold blood on fire. "What is it?" he said. "What do you desire right now, my son?"

My son. It's also been a long time since I heard those words. I'd even almost forgotten that we have the same blood.

I hesitated. One wrong word and he could turn me into ash. Even if he's my father, that can happen.

I gulped and pulled out my courage. I looked fearlessly into his eyes. "I wanted to be a human."

The entire hell hushed. The tension in the atmosphere suddenly rose. Of course, the prince just announced that he will break the most forbidden law.

The king's face darkened. His smile turned beyond evil. "Very well," he said. "I'll grant that wish."

Everyone was surprised as I am. "R-really?" My body was shaking in ecstasy. "Y-you… you make me into a human?"

"Of course." My father leaned forward from his throne. "But don't forget that everything has a price."

Thunder cracked louder.

The moment of glee was gone. I knew it. He was plotting something; something that I definitely wouldn't like. "What is it?" I asked gloomily.

He grinned. His straight white teeth were too unbelievable to be a demon's.

"Simple." The King got nearer and whispered right into my ear. "Just destroy this girl, my child. A girl who ought to be dead a long time ago."

I was standing still by the window, looking aimlessly outside. I tried to focus my mind on something else but I couldn't help thinking about what happened. A soul to a soul; my father said. That means, if I wanted to have a human soul, then I needed to devour one. But, I don't have the nerve to do that. Just thinking about it makes my head hurts. How can I destroy someone on the kinds of who I wish to be? And more importantly, it is a girl. Isn't there another way?

I was in the middle of the endless thought when the door slams open on my back. It rapidly closed with a loud bang.

"Don't you know how to use doors properly, Prompto?" I said, crossing my arms. "And to remind you, this is my room, my property. I want respect."

"You're so stupid, Noct." He shouted, ignoring my comment.

I twirled around. Prompto was wearing full armor, as if he just went into a war. His blonde hair was highlighted with blood. His eyes were red, full of anger and loathing disappointment.

"I thought you're not a spawn of a demon?" He slammed his hands on the desk, making my books fell on the floor with a thud. "How can you approve such consequence?"

I close my eyes for a second and breathe deeply. "I don't have a choice." I said. "Or else, I wouldn't become a human."

"But you'll kill a human for that." He reminded me. "Even if you did become their kind, then you are already a criminal. You will lose the rights to live in their world."

I balled my fist. I can't help getting annoyed and Prompto was making it worse. "I know that." I said quietly, controlling my temper. "That's why I'm thinking of another way. No killing, and hopefully a good one."

"You know there's no another way." He seems a little calmer now. His voice turned sympathetic. "We're demons, Noct. There no such things as good. We kill, or we get killed. That's our motto."

I was thinking of something to say, but fortunately, the door opened.

A guy with glasses entered. He wore armor like Prompto, but his' was dull gray instead of black. He bowed respectively.

"Ignis," Prompto said, a little bit surprised. "What are you doing here? I told you…"

"We've caught the deer, General." Ignis said, cutting him off. "I just wanted to inform you of that immediately. That's why I'm here."

"Oh." Prompto just said, glancing cautiously at me.

My eyebrows knit. "You hunt a deer?" I asked Prompto. "I thought they were getting extinct on earth?"

Prompto faced me uneasily. His courage earlier to shout at me seems already drained out of him. "Well, they uh, taste good." He declared, forcing a smile. I was about to argue, but then he rushed out of the room even before I uttered it out.

The warrior in the gray armor bowed for the last time at me, before following his general.

I rubbed my temples. The first problem left, but here's another one.

"I know you're there, Stella." I said as I sat down to my chair.

Black smoke swirled beside me and disappeared, revealing a blonde girl in a white dress. Stella smiled seductively at me, "You're sharp as usual, Noct. I like that."

"Get out of here." I ordered. "I don't want to deal with you right now." And then I closed my eyes to ignore her presence.

She made a tsk-tsk sound. "Don't be like that."

Instead of obeying, Stella sat at the chair's armrest, and rubbed my back, as if comforting me.

"I heard everything. And to tell you the truth, I don't want you to think about it too much." Stella said, twirling my hair with her tiny fingers. "Just stay with me here on the underworld, Noct. You'll be the king and I'll be your queen. Just only you and me with nothing else matters. So, stop thinking about it."

She put her lips in my ears and said in a low voice. "Don't throw away your powers to be such a weakling."

I rapidly shoved her hands off me and stand up. I looked murderously at her. "Humans are not weak."

Stella glared at me. Her purple eyes turned glassy red. "Then what are they? Unintentionally dense, huh? They're pathetic, Noct. They tried to have the impression of being strong, but they're actually not."

"That's what they make them tough, Stella." I retorted. "They give their best to live a significant life. They're not like you, relying on some… limited powers."

Black smokes appeared from her body. She was steaming with great hatred.

"You're going to regret it." Stella cursed under her breath. "You're going to regret that you even think of being one of them." Then the smoke curled around her and disappeared, living me alone with an awful smell of death.

It's been a week since I declared my request. And today, is the day when I needed to make the judgment. If I take the job of killing the girl, then I'll be on my way on earth to carry it out, but if I refused, then I will be stocked in this dark jail until eternity.

"Are you ready?" Prompto asked me, though he looked more nervous than I am.

I nodded.

We walked together on the way. Prompto kept uttering jokes - to make me feel better, I guess- as the crowd kept chattering how stupid I am to make a wish like that. Though, I didn't mind both. I am too busy thinking of the right answers.

We arrived at the main throne in no time. Everyone gathered around, as if we're having a special occasion. It made me tense ten times more.

I gulped and looked at Prompto for support. Luckily, he understands. He clapped my back and said, "Go on. Say what your heart tells you."

"We don't have hearts, idiot. We're devils." Said one on the crowds, followed by random laughter.

"Shut up." Prompto grumbled. He looked for the suspect and ready to kill it, but there are many demons around and it's hard to tell who the one who spoke. So, he just rolled his eyes and looked back at me. He told me to move on. I gave him a smirked as a sign of thanks.

The less distant I was from the king, the larger the pressure was. His presence was too much powerful, even to me. It felt like he was swallowing my entire soul.

The king smiled gladly as I go down on my knees.

"I hope you've made the right choice." He said.

I kept my sight on the ground and tried to make my voice sounds daring as possible. "Certainly, my king."

I can hear the excitement on the way he talks. "Can we hear it out, then?"

A bead of sweat trickled down on my face. This is it; the only key on what my future will be. I only hope that I choose it right.

"I'll do it." I said.

The ground shook. I thought the crowd cheered or something, but when I looked up, I saw my father laughing. I was too stunned to say anything. Even the mass was muted.

"Marvelous!" He said blissfully. "That's what I expect from my heir! So heroic!"

The energy drained from my body. What is this? Why is he so happy? I am going to take a work, a work that will make me not to be his son, not to be his heir… b-but why… I have a bad feeling about this.

"Promise me." I got to my feet and muttered. "Promise me that you will grant my wish."

The king stopped laughing, but the joy is still not faded. "Of course. I'll do that."

"Promise." I urged.

His face darkened. I can sense that he felt offended. "You don't trust me."

"I don't." I admitted.

I thought that it was the last word I'll said with my last breath, but I was wrong. Surprisingly, the king smiled. He seems pleased with my guts.

"You matured." He praised, giving me a meaningful grin. "Fine, then. I promise."

I sighed in relief; partly because I know that when I succeeded I'll become a human, and partly because I wasn't burned to death.

As I walked back, Prompto rushed towards me. I can't read his expression. And I think that he probably still thinking of what expression will make.

"Y-you…" he uttered. I know he was thinking hard. His eyebrows were in knots. Finally, he gave up. "I don't know what to say."

"Me either." I said. Then I looked at him questionably. "Do you think I made the right choice?"

He paused for a moment and then shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know. It's based on what you think."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean ... If you regret everything you've said, you definitely made the wrong choice. But if not, then you take the right course. No need to worry, Noct." He shoved my shoulder. "Come on, be happy. You're having a little journey on your future land. Remember?"

"Yeah," I said, "I should be excited about that."

Then, the warrior guy named Ignis appeared out of gray smoke besides us. "General." He stated to Prompto. "The Demon King wants to see you."

"For what?" I asked.

Ignis turned to me. His eyes were cold purple. It reminds me so much of Stella's, but a lot more piercing. Hatred was flowing from him; hatred of me. "My apologies, Prince. But I was afraid that this matter is very confidential. That even you didn't have the authority to know."

This guy was brave. A very great attitude for a warrior, I supposed. "Didn't have the authority to know?" I said, calm. "You must really not know how powerful I am."

"Hey." Prompto got between us. He whispered at me, "He's new. So, let it go this time. Okay?"

"Then teach him how to respect higher authority, Prompto." I replied to Prompto, though I'm still glaring at the warrior. No surprise, he's looking back at me.

"I hate having my hands getting stained with demon's blood." I ended, disappearing into the dark even before I done something I shouldn't.

When I arrived at my room, I saw some weird clothing lying on my bed; a black sweater, pants and a pair of boots. Human clothes.

I hurriedly changed into those and then stared at the mirror. Having that robe aloof, I seem more like a human. I don't look like a demon. I don't look like a monster. I don't look like a guy who will soon rule a world filled with darkness. The thought made me pleased. It made my blood frost in enthusiasm.

I closed my eyes. The stench of dead bodies coiled around my nose. The sound of aching screams of the dead buzzing in my ears. I wickedly smiled. After this quest, I would never have to deal with all of this. I would never need to take life for living. I'll live peacefully. That's why for the sake of that dream, I must complete this quest. I must devour anyone, even if it's means destroying everything.

"Noct."

I slowly opened my eyes. Prompto was leaning at the door with his arms crossed. He wore human clothes as well; a gray shirt under a black hood jacket, pants and rubber shoes. He also had a bag slung on his shoulders.

He was looking at me with mildly concern. "You're thinking like a beast." He told me.

"I don't." I demanded, putting on my skull-shaped pendant necklace.

"You're eyes almost turned golden," he said. "And some… strange smokes were coming out of you."

It's hard to think of something to back up, so I anxiously changed the subject. "Why are you here anyway? Wearing human clothes?"

Prompto looked embarrassed. "Well, I-I am coming with you. On mortal world, I mean."

My jaw dropped. "What?" I felt like I want to punch a wall. "You will come with me? H-how? How do you get permission to leave hell?"

He made a face as if he just thought of the fact. "I-I asked the king?"

"And he said yes?"

Prompto nodded. "Yeah."

I wanted to laugh in my futility. Prompto got allowed to leave the underworld with just one try, while I'm asking for it on almost my entire life. Geez, this world was really not fair.

Then, my head suddenly filled up with strange noises. I felt an artificial poison rushed through my entire body. It hurts.

Thus, I can't take it anymore. I cursed. I gestured my hand towards a demon that was passing by the door and made him soar towards me. The demon shrieked in surprise as he landed hard on the ground. I made a fist and his head burst in powder. Black blood spread around the floor.

The pain subsided a little. Right, I am a spawn of a demon. Killing makes me stronger.

"Hey." Prompto eyes widened. "Are you nuts?"

"I am." I confessed.

Then I marched outside. For a second, Prompto stared unbelievably on the demon's corpse which is now evaporating in black dust, before following me.

Prompto never say a word about the demon I killed when we walked. He just kept quiet, which is very unusual of him. Naturally, he would say nonsense things just to make the atmosphere better, but now I heard nothing from him. At the room earlier, I did notice that something was wrong with him. Something was changed. But I don't know exactly what.

While we were walking, I caught a glimpse of a girl in a white dress behind a column. She was obviously hiding.

"You go first." I said to Prompto.

Stella yelped in surprised when I suddenly appeared beside her. She cursed at me. "Don't surprise me like that!"

"Sorry." I said.

Awkward silence filled between us. I looked at her but she was looking at the ground. That gives me time to clearly examine her face.

As many demons were saying, Stella looked like a princess. And I won't deny it, she really is beautiful. Like a flower made of pure glass.

"Don't make a face like that." I told her. "You looked delicate."

Stella blushed. "I-I am not delicate!" she tried to make a firm face, but the embarrassment wouldn't allowed her. It made me smile.

"You're not angry anymore?" I asked her.

She looked at me and thinks about it. Finally, she smiled. "No… possibly." That made me really happy.

So, I didn't even get her permission, I hugged her. Stella was surprised, though she didn't pull back. Honestly, I never ever did this to other girls. But don't get me wrong. For me, Stella was like a little sister and this has no romantic meaning. However, I never told that to her face. I don't want to hurt her.

"Don't worry." I said. "If I do become a human, I will never, ever forget you."

Stella rested her head on my chest. "I didn't like the sound of that," she admitted. "But fine; if that what makes you happy. Then it's fine. I'll just make some excuses on my mind."

I let go of her. "See you soon then."

She nodded. "Just make sure, you don't mess up."

"Or else?"

Stella pursed her lips. "Or else I'll take you back here by force."

I chuckled. "It sounds scary."

She smiled at me. "Deal then?"

"Deal."

Prompto was sitting in a clump of rocks next to a double oak door when I found him. He has an intense expression as if he's in a deep reflection. But then his face lit up when he saw me.

"You take your time." He said, standing up.

I shrugged. "Yeah. So, what do we have here?" I looked at the doors. It has terrible death scenes carved into it. I always saw this door when I passed by, but I never given a thought of what is its use. "What kind of door is this?"

"Our path through earth." Prompto said.

I gave him my deluxe you're-kidding-right? Stare, but he smiled at me and say he was deadly serious.

"But this door was in here every day!" I reminded him.

"Yeah. So what? How is that something to do with anything?" he said, a little bit annoyed.

"It's just that," I raised my eyebrow curiously. "Isn't the door to the mortal, a little bit more... hidden or something like that?"

Prompto laughed, getting my point. "I sometimes doubt that you're a prince, Noct. You're incredibly slow most of the time."

Then he crossed his arms on his chest and gave me a teacher's face. "Look here, Mr. Prince. Think. If we hide our only way, our only connection, through the other world, then how those lost souls of the dead can get through? How can someone find a secret door, when even the owner of it doesn't know where it is?"

I glared at him so hard, so hard that I unconsciously made the ground shook.

Prompto gulped and grabbed hold of his backpack. "I'm not referring to you." He anxiously demanded. "Don't jump into conclusions."

The oak doors made screeching sounds when Prompto pushed it opened. I can't see anything except infinite darkness, not even a single light.

"Are you sure that this was the right way?" I asked him.

"Yeah." He didn't sound sure enough to convince both of us. "Probably."

Even with huge suspicions, we launched into the door heading to more silent darkness.

Even with only darkness, I know that we are falling. My face probably looked like a twisted sheet of paper as the wind clashed intensely unto my face.

It's hard to move my mouth, like when I opened it, it will slice into pieces. But because of my demon's powers, I can control the pressure a bit. "I thought the hell is underground." I shouted to Prompto, "Then why are we falling?"

"I don't have any idea!" he shouted back.

Subsequently, we fall into a sudden light, which I also definitely have no idea where it came from. Prompto crashed first, and then I landed on top of him.

"Ow," he grunted.

"Sorry." I said, dusting off dirt from my hands as I stand up. "Where are we?"

I looked around. We are seemed in some kind of empty forest. It appeared to be daytime but because of numerous giant trees around, the surrounding looked horribly abandoned.

"Are we on earth?" Prompto said in awe. "This is more like a sunny counterpart of the underworld."

"Yeah." I agreed. "However… no one uses multi-colored cloth on the underworld."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

I picked up a perfectly folded cloth on the ground. It was colored pink. And it smelled like hot chocolate.

"Well, I guess we are really on earth." Prompto assured.

"Um, excuse me." A voice behind us said.

We turned around and found two girls meters away from we're we standing.

The shorter one has an orange hair in ponytail, has green eyes and looked more cheery. The other girl is more of a serious type of girl. She has strawberry pink hair, and a very mesmerizing pair of crystal blue eyes. I looked at her and she caught my stare.

I probably don't know how long I will stay like that, but then the cheerful girl said, "That handkerchief is belongs to us."

I turned to Prompto and murmured, "What's handkerchief?"

Prompto shook his head. "Don't know. Maybe the one you're holding."

"Oh." I faintly throw the so-called handkerchief on the grass. "There. Take it."

The girls made face, as if they didn't like just what I did.

The pink haired girl sighed in disbelief and picked up the handkerchief. Her face was full of annoyance. "Look." She said, irritated. "Even if we don't know each other, you should at least give it to me properly, right?"

I bit my lips. "Are you... talking to me?"

That made her even more annoyed. I thought she would burst just then.

"Who do you think I'm talking to, then?" the girl shouted. The orange hair girl calmed her down.

"Sorry 'bout her attitude." She said. "Light is just a little… hot-blooded."

"Don't say my name in front of strangers, Vanille." The girl named Light said.

"Well don't say mine either." Vanille demanded.

"Uhm, excuse me, girls." Prompto said. I almost forgot about him.

"Are you done talking to us?" He asked. "We are in kind of a hurry."

The girl Vanille rolled her eyes. She probably reached her limit too. She advanced to Prompto and gripped his jacket. "Hey, Blondie." Prompto looked surprise in his new nickname. "Do the two of you really not know how to respect people?"

"No," Prompto admitted. "Ponkan."

The pink haired girl, who was standing still at the corner, almost cracked a smile when she heard that.

"Ponkan?" Vanille said. Her face was red. "What do you mean Ponkan?"

"You called me Blondie." Prompto claimed. "That's the color of my hair."

Vanille rested her hands on her waist. "So you called me Ponkan, because of my orange hair?" She made a face like she can't believe how dense Prompto was.

"Yeah." He nodded, unsure. "I guess." Prompto face was filled with curiosity. He looked at me, but I also don't know what's going on.

So, I just did what I'm good at. I changed the subject. "Uhm… Can we really go now?" I asked. "I'm kinda getting bored."

They all turned to me, but the only gaze that was luring me to look was Light's. We held each other's eyes for seconds, and then she looked away after that. "Yeah." Lightning finally said. "You should go. Let's go, Vanille. We shouldn't waste our time to those thick-headed, disrespectful people."

Vanille stick out her tongue to Prompto, before following her friend.

"I don't like that Ponkan." Prompto confessed. I didn't answer. So, he looked at me to check if I'm still conscious. "Are you okay? You seem like you turned to stone."

"Maybe I did." I said. "I mean, that girl's gaze was so intense."

"That girl?" he looked confused. "Which one?"

"The strawberry one."

I started walking even before Prompto could react, but it still didn't work. He caught up next to me and asked, "Don't tell me… you're attracted to her?"

I didn't response. I would lie if I say No, but… I can't say Yes either. I can't. I can't be attracted to anyone, especially not to a human.

"No," I lied.

I walked faster, so Prompto can't ask anymore question. I said, "Let's go. We still need to find a girl with a scar on her hand."

After a few minutes of walking, Prompto and I reached the end of the forest. When I stepped out of the shadows, the sunlight almost blinded me. And it took seconds for my eyes to adjust in too much light.

Standing in the center of a circular garden was a white rectangular building; curved on top of it were huge letters which reads, 'Main Line Academy." Humans are strolling all over the place. They all wear the same clothes, like the two girls earlier; white sleeves polo shirt under a black vest, and then skirt for girls, pants for guys.

"Is earth… some kind of cult organization or something?" Prompto said. "They're all wearing the same."

"I don't know." I stated.

We walked toward the crowd, inside the building. Many of them kept glancing at us when we walked (maybe because of our clothes) and then mumbled to each other.

"We are already popular." Prompto murmured beside me. "So, what are we going to do now, Prince?"

"Don't call me Prince." I told him.

Afterward, a middle age guy with shaggy beard approached us. He wore different clothes than the rest, and looked a lot older. Maybe he was their king or something.

"Excuse me," the guy said. "Are you students here?"

Students. So this is a school, huh.

I was about to ask Prompto if what should I say, but when I looked at him, I remember that he is more clueless than I am. I decided to turn back to the guy. "Yes." I answered.

"Then why aren't you wearing your uniforms?" he asked us again. Geez, I wanted to kill him. He has too many questions.

I raised my right hand and flicked my fingers. Sorry, but I really can't help it. I don't want to be known as an intruder on my first day on earth.

"Noct…" Prompto said. "What did you do?"

"Just shut your mouth, Blondie." I said.

Prompto looked offended, but he did shut his mouth.

The bearded guy stared blankly for a second and then shook his head like he was hypnotized… which is kind of true if that's the right word.

"Noctis, Prompto!" The guy eyes were brightening. The other humans looked confused with his sudden attitude. "What are you two doing here? Come with me!"

We followed the guy on the inner part of the building. I tried my best not to bump into a mortal.

"Uhm, Mister…" I said when I finally sure that no one else was around.

The bearded guy stopped and faced us, smiling. "Call me Mr. Raisin."

I looked at Prompto and he nodded with comprehend. He asked the guy, "Mr. Raisin, Do you know a girl who has a scar on her hand?"

"Oh, maybe." He said. "What's the name?"

"The name…" Prompto looked at me for details, but I shook my head. "We don't know. Just answer us if you know a girl who has a scar."

"If you don't know the name, I guess I can't help you."

Useless, I thought. I was just about to burst him to death, if Prompto hadn't stopped me.

"He's human." He reminded me.

Then I remember what Stella said; they're pathetic, Noct.

Maybe, if I really wanted to live in this world, I must first accept the fact that human don't know everything.

To relieve my anger, I just marched away from Mr. Raisin. Prompto followed behind me.

"Hey, where are you going?" Mr. Raisin shouted after us.

I flicked my fingers. Mr. Raisin shook his head and blinked, wondering at last what he was doing there.

Prompto and I stopped on one of the empty bench outside the school. I sat miserably, thinking of something to do next. I hadn't thought that it will be like this. I never think about on how I would find a single girl from trillions of people on this world.

"What now?" Prompto asked, leaning at one of the column besides us.

"I'm thinking." I declared.

"Tell me." He said. "You really don't know her name?"

"I told you that I'm thinking." I said. "So stopped asking questions."

The truth is; I know her name. It's just that, my father told me not to speak her name when I'm still finding her. I must find her by the scar on her palm. Why? As part of the game, of course. Therefore, to continue the fun, I'm definitely going to obey that rule.

The humans around doesn't help in my mood. I can hear them chattering, bubbling on some gibberish things. I badly wanted to tear them to pieces.

"Oops." Prompto suddenly said, erasing the killing part in my thoughts. "There she is again. Ms. Ponkan."

I hurriedly stand up and looked at where he was looking. Surely, the orange haired girl and the strawberry-haired one were there. They're both heading towards the building.

I suddenly think of a stupid plan. I hesitated. I didn't like it but, I guess we have no choice. I marched towards the girls.

Prompto eyes widened when he realize what's I'm planning. He rapidly followed me. "What are you planning to do?" he asked, anxious. "You're going to ask them?"

"We don't have another choice." I told him. "Don't worry; I'm just going to ask them if they know someone with a scar."

The pink haired girl was standing her back at me, so when she twirled around, we bump hard to each other. The things she was holding fell down.

"Geez... What do you think you're doing?" I help to pick her things up. And then after she stands and composed herself, she faced me. Her jaw dropped. "You?"

"Yeah, me." I said.

Light raised her eyebrow. "What is it this time?"

I looked at Prompto. He was busy having a glaring contest with Vanille. He supposed to be the one who will do the asking-thing, but I guess it can't be help this time. I cleared my throat. "I was just going to ask you something."

Light looked quizzically at me, probably criticizing a tiny offense on my statement. "What?"

Then, I noticed a something like a card lying on the ground. It is still one of her things, I guess. I picked it up. There was her picture, smiling. And under it written was her … name…

"That's my ID." She said, snatching it away from me. My eyes narrowed. I-I somehow caught a glimpse of something…

"Wait…" I snatched it back and my suspicions turned positive. My mouth fell opened. "Y-your name…"

I caught both Vanille and Prompto's attention. They looked confusedly at me. "Her name?" Prompto said. "What about her name?"

"Your name…" My body was shivering in terror. This can't be…

I grabbed hold of her hand. She struggled. "H-hey!" she shouted, as she tried to unloose my grip. "What are you doing!"

I forcedly opened her palm. Right below her thumb was a lightning-bolt shape scar.

"Your name?" I quietly asked.

She turned calmer and stopped struggling. "Lightning."

Vanille and Prompto observed at the side curiously.

"And your real name?"

Lightning pursed her lips. "Claire… My name is Claire Farron."

I remember the exact words of my father. "She has a lightning shape scar right beneath the thumb finger of her left hand. And her name… is Claire Farron."

END OF CHAPTER 01

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*Some characters of this story are OC*