This is SkyArcadia with my second ever story starting out. This one will be a story in ZEXAL, and it WILL be following events in the show, but not all of them. Let's see how well I can handle this, shall we?

Prologue

The end of the world looks as horrible as anyone would expect it. The civilization that life has worked so hard is about to be all gone within the next ten minutes. Skyscrapers that touched the clouds of the skies came tumbling down, crushing anything below them. Flames flickered in the air, carried by the wind. You can barely breathe into the open air, as it was contaminated with smoke, dust, and radiation. However, beings were still wandering outside, but they are neither human nor animals.

They were monsters. Monsters of many shapes, sizes, and forms. They all appeared so suddenly and through such a massive force, that within a week, half of the world is at siege by these beings.

Year 3540...the 'Age of Thought Data.'

'Ten minutes until impact.'

He had to hurry, he thought. The man adjusted his glasses only briefly before returning to furiously type on the old keyboard in front of him. Codes of some sort are appearing left and right in the computer screen, with a timer on the left side, counting down from 8:32.

Behind him in the darkness, the echoing sounds of rapid gunfire and the chilling howls of monsters rang out. To prevent any monsters from reaching him, he had set up defense mechanisms to repel them until he was complete. However, he knew that they wouldn't last forever as sooner or later, they will run out of ammo, or eventually get swarmed and overwhelmed.

And suddenly, the machines suddenly stopped firing. The man froze. Had the monsters finally destroyed them? No, something was off. The monsters have stopped howling as well.

And he senses something approaching to his location fast. It was something he knew was unpleasant, but not a monster. He looked back at his screen. He was nearly done with his work anyways, with just six more minutes remaining. He cautiously picked up the gun next to him.

"Who's there?" the man shouted.

"So this is where you were hiding out..." a cold voice spoke in the darkness.

Dull footsteps were heard. And from the darkness came a pale young man. Something about him greatly disturbs the man. It could be the gleaming red eyes staring right at him. It could also be he fact that his skin is so drained of color that he might look like a dead man.

"You...you don't happen to be..."

"I am Ara Nun, or Ara of the Fortune Altar," the young man introduced himself. "I am one of the members of the Constellation Stars."

'Four minutes until impact.'

The man has heard of the Constellation Stars, or the CS for short. In the early stages of Thought Data technology, the Japanese government realized that this could be abused repeating if at the wrong hands. The group CS was formed from several volunteers swearing to protect Japan and prevent the dangers of the CS from happening. However, to do so, they have to experiment with the use of the early technology...

The man clenched his teeth. "Nun, do you honestly think our world can survive after the Government decided to launch the 'Resetters' in each part of the world!"

"As long as people remain, the world can be rebuilt," Ara Nun said, his face stilled fixed emotionless. "However, you on the other hand, Doctor..."

"You're a fool, Nun," the man said. "How do you expect people to breathe the air that is filled with radiation? How do you expect people to drink from any contaminated water? How do you expect them to live in an earth completely layered by the ashes of everything that remained outside?"

"The Thought Data," Ara simply said. "In a single month, we could already rebuild the world once more. All we need to do is be a little more careful-"

"Careful?" the man asked, sounding disgusted. "The Thought Data devices weren't even released yet into the public, and look what happened! Even if we managed to rebuild this world once more, Thought Data will still be a threat!"

"Oh please," Ara said, a tone of amusement can be felt. "I know for the fact that you were one of the most brilliant researchers in the Japan government. Answer me this, Doctor. When the idea of Thought Data came up, why did you volunteer to research and assist with the makings of it?"

The man flinched.

"So why did you assist in the makings of it?" Ara Nun asked again. "Is it because it is a sense of duty to our country? Or..."

Ara chuckled darkly.

"Or is it because you were greedy of the ability to make dreams, ideas, and thoughts into reality, and joined without caring until now?"

And once, the man lunged for Ara. Even thought he was taller than Ara, he was surprisingly heavy when he lifted him up. The young man blinked as though he didn't expect the man to react this way. But he continued to taunt the man.

"You worked very hard...perhaps hard enough for people to trust you as Head Director?"

"Shut up!"

It seems rather strange for a middle-aged man to yell at someone younger than him.

"To be honest, I sort of envied your hard work. Makes you a rather respectable person, isn't it? Enough to...you know, manipulate them?"

"Shut up!"

"But me and my comrades in the Constellation Stars have already gained power in the government. Even spilling your favorite coffee on me is enough to lock you away."

"I said shut the hell up, Nun!"

The man pointed his gun at Ara, directly at his chest where his heart is at. Ara stepped back a bit, his face broke into a bit of a worry. However, it slowly turned into a sneer.

"Even if you shoot me, I will live," Ara said. "Thought Data has affected my body, making things like gunshots only stunning me for a bit. I assure you, if you shoot me down, I will no longer become merciful. Now how about surrendering to me..."

The man remained silent as he still pointed the gun at Ara's chest. The ground began to shake, and somewhere above them, there was a distant roar of jets.

'One minute until impact.'

"Do you hear that, Doctor? The Resetters will soon come and destroy all the monsters and any life that remains of the surface," Ara said. "I will give you two choices: come with me and be safe, or stay here and die in the inferno."

The man took a brief glance at the countdown on his computer screen. Only about thirty seconds remaining.

"What I choose..." the man began, starting to edge towards his computer.

Ara tilted his head. "What are you doing?" he asked, taking a step towards him.

The man pressed one of the keypads.

'Portal Transfer activated,' a robotic voice said.

"Portal Transfer!" Ara shouted. The features of his face quickly turned to shock and fear.

Ara ran at the man, but the man shot him in the chest, causing him to collapse on his knees. "What I choose is a better alternative for Thought Data!" the man concluded.

"You're mad...!" Ara coughed, trying to get up. "Portal Transfer hasn't been even tested yet, and anything related to it led to disasters! How do you think you can make it work...!"

"It doesn't matter what location I choose for it to go," the man replied. Giant containers nearby began to glow brightly. Ara couldn't make out the contents of what is inside, as they quickly vanished.

"What...what did you send?"

"Possibilities," the man said. "The world that I drew in the corner of my dreams...that is what I sent."

'Zero. Impact, now.'

"This is goodbye, Ara Nun," the man said, closing his eyes as sharp whistling sounds were heard.

All he heard was an explosion. When the flames finally died out hours later, there was nothing left of the decaying lab. Just ashes of the building, machines, corpses and everything around it.

Except for Ara.

"You…what did you sent?" Ara muttered as he fell unconscious from his burns.

Hm...even if it's just a prologue, I feel that I wanna make this a bit longer. Oh well. Next chapter, we'll introduced our protagonist. Until then, review on what you think!