Notes:
I've changed the format of the Fic for better reading experience.
Descriptive Writing.
Graphic Gore, but not the worst.
Graphic Sexual Content.
Game-Like Elements.
Warnings:
Oh, yeah this is totally a darker story than the original not only because of violence and killing, but also because of suffering, if you don't want to see main characters suffer more than they have in the canon storyline then please don't read.
I need to do at least an acceptable job in turning the Phantom Thieves into anti-heroes… and villains later.
So yeah, the main characters are going to suffer a fuck-ton until they only have hatred for society.
The Moon and Devil arcana's will be changed completely, the fool arcana will be changed from the fake Igor to the Phantom thieves' team. Igor will have the Jester arcana instead.
I was also thinking of giving the World arcana a confidant as well, I know that the world is when you beat the game and Lavenza gives it to you, but now I have this burning idea in my mind, don't worry the world arcana confidant will be pretty difficult to rank up, also the hunger arcana and aeon arcana will have a confidant as well, I'm thinking of Sophia or Kuon for hunger and Jose for Aeon.
All other arcanas will be overhauled as well, I'm going to dig very deep, very deep into every character, this is no joke.
Mishima and Ohya will have their roles in the story but won't be as important.
As I said before, Kira Azami will be the new devil.
The identities of Moon and World are still a secret though.
Those exciting days of Spring (I)
...The contract has been sealed,
The world is not as it should be, It is filled with distortion, and 'ruin' can no longer be avoided,
Those who oppose fate and desire change… From time to time, they were referred to as Tricksters.
You are truly the Trickster… Now is the time to rise against the abyss of distortion.
A police helicopter flew quickly, the police force inside of the aircraft, marveled as the wind generated blew small waves on the water the reflection of the lights gave a picturesque view, the helicopter pushed ahead, low as the city, full of lights, awaited them on the other side of the lake, passing buildings and skyscrapers, and in the center was a giant casino, full of colorful neon signs.
Inside of the casino, a crowd of people were confused and worried, as a ringing sound blew across the building, perhaps a fire alarm?
"Oh" A man gasped as he inadvertently messed his chips on the table, his gaze however was confused, the crowd grew anxious, his partner grasped his arm with her manicured hand and she leaned for support, her eyes darting around.
The crowd started to run, pushing people around.
On the roof of this floor a dark shadow passed the wind dragged by the shadow and gave a distinct sound, one not unlike a wind hitting a fast car.
"Uhh, eh...?" A woman in a business suit gasped and made sounds of confusion.
The shadow jumped again, drawing more attention.
"...There is someone here!" A middle aged man in a blue button up shirt looked around, the sounds of wind reached his ears and he turned around trying to catch the shadow with his eyes. Three security guards entered the floor, they wore cliché black suits and black sunglasses, they looked around trying to find the shadow as well, the shadow jumped again, doing professional maneuvers in the sky, with speed, strength and grace so out of this world it was inhuman, the shadow landed on the chandelier, and it moved a bit due to the new weight.
"Oi... that…" A man in a grey suit sighted the shadow above.
The shadow was a tall man holding a metal case, he adorned a black ankle-length tailcoat, on the breast pocket were three folded white Handkerchiefs, a high-necked grey waistcoat with gold buttons, black pants, high boots and a pair of crimson gloves. His mask is a black and white, a birdlike domino mask.
The man had his identity hidden by the mask, but he had wavy unkempt raven hair, however even from a distance the people noted that it was very silky, soft facial features, and crimson blazing eyes. The man exuded confidence and charm off him in waves and had an egoistic smirk in his face.
"He's here, move in immediately." One of the security guards spoke through a radio as they moved, pushing past the crowd.
Being sighted the man continued smirking and turned around jumping again onto another platform, the man received some voices from his own communication, they urged him to get away.
"Yosh. Now the escape begins!"
"This is our chance!"
"Don't panic now! Now you can get away!"
"We shall retrieve the case on our end."
"...suspects... not...confirmed...hold...your...positions…" Just then they received a static radio sound, the man with the red gloves, accurately deduced what was said, but decided to not inform his partners.
After receiving input from his partners, he started jumping again on the roof looking for an exit, the voices continued talking to him.
"But, showing your form to the crowd earlier was a peerless feat, truly this one is impressed, As expected of Joker."
"If it was Skull it wouldn't go so perfectly."
"It's because he has no sense for aesthetics"
"Nobody asked you Inari!"
….
"There!" A security guard climbed the stairs and reached the roof of the floor, he pointed towards the man now known as Joker, the guard turned towards the stairs as his colleagues started filtering in as well, Joker looked entirely unimpressed, his crimson eyes showed a bit of disappointment, he continued parkouring through the arches without a sweat.
"In any case just run!" he kept receiving inputs from his collaborators.
Joker jumped towards a ledge doing a backflip, and reached another floor in the building, confetti eternally raining from above from out of nowhere, the building was fancy, having artful clay pots full of exotic plants.
Two guards blocked his way, and they transformed into hunchbacked monsters with a mask, another jumped from behind Joker.
"Kill them Joker!" His navigator was a bit bloodthirsty today.
Joker turned to face the one in his back, and sneered disdainfully, he jumped faster than the mutated guards could react, did a flip and landed on the guard's shoulders, his red hands grasped the guards mask and ripped it sadistically, spilling gore on the ground, Joker then kicked the guard's back and the monster was thrown forwards with such force that when he hit the ground he bounced off and rolled again, until the monster stopped, the monsters body expanded and became dark, his shoulders blew as blood spilled from its body, until it transformed into a giant chimera ox monstrosity.
"Comparing power levels, no threat, this guy is a weakling, end this Joker!" his navigator knew how to make his blood rush in excitement.
In less than it took to blink he drew a customized obsidian and golden pistol from blue flames. Almost as if the firearm were summoned from the inferno.
He shot the ox monster two times, hitting the head the chest and the abdomen, not a bullet wasted, the ox fell down cradling his wounds, but Joker didn't have mercy, he pulled out a decorative knife from the burning blue flame created by his left hand, as if the knife had been created out of nowhere or summoned from a void no one could see, it was beautiful in design, but deadly in nature, he closed the distance between him and the ox, leaving a sonic boom behind, with knife in hand he slashed the monster's limbs off, and carved its face, drawing a spray of blood.
However Joker didn't have a drop of blood on him, due to pure finesse and grace, all left of the ox was a bloody red lump of meat, slashed so badly. Its face was split in two, showing a bit of bone from the cranium, it bled through the gunshot wounds like a piece of scarlet yolk suddenly spurting forward, the blood seeped out of the body forming a nice puddle.
Joker looked at the mess stoically, not giving a reaction to the gruesome sight. As if he'd witnessed worse in his lifetime.
"Yosh, you defeated him with ease!" The male voice sounded excited, also not caring that his comrade performed that grotesque act.
"More of them are coming! Be careful!" The voice of his navigator sounded a bit worried for Joker, the monster guards approached and one of them swung an electrical bat at him, he flipped back avoiding the attack while a phantom leg surged from Joker's body, giving an upper kick right to the chin of the guard, the force dislocated the guard's neck and threw the body towards the other two while he was at it, Joker landed on his feet after the flip and grinned again, he jumped towards another floor balcony, escaping the guards' vision.
"Joker, behind you! Go through that door in the back!" The voice of his navigator was a bit frantic, but Joker nonetheless followed the instructions, it lead towards a back room of sorts, it had various industrial pipes behind cages of metal, the place was completely different from the luxurious casino, as it had bleak walls, full of graffiti and paper drawings on the wall.
"Good you should be able to get out that way! Hurry!"
"Oi, Oi can he even hear us right now?" the same male voice reached his ears.
"Don't worry, I'm picking everyone's voices, just go, Joker!"
He rushed down the room, spotted a door, and opened using his shoulder, the door led to a staircase down, and he effortlessly jumped down, not making a sound, he heard the guards looking for him but Joker was a master at stealth. He wasn't worried at all.
"Tch! We killed a bunch of these guys in black, but there are still loads more of 'em..." the male voice commented.
Joker opened another door, leading into a room full of trash containers, there was a transparent window the size of the wall, he was almost at the exit.
His collaborators gave him final instruction and Joker grunted in affirmation, a very deep and commanding sound escaped his lips.
He ran and jumped towards the top of the stairs skipping it, it was too fast and he was about to reach the wall, but a phantom leg appeared on his foot, and kicked the wall, making him jump another set of stairs, Joker crossed a corridor, reaching another window, there he found a crowd of people inside the room, there were camera feeds all around the wall as the people there worked tirelessly, Joker glanced inside without notice.
"It's not only one! Find them all and kill them!" A man who was talking on the phone said with frustration, Joker used that chance to slip by the corridor faster than a cheetah, climbing the stairs again as he was finally noticed by the security, the wild goose chase led to a balcony on the casino, Joker's hands rested on the fancy stone rail.
"What's wrong? The exit should be up ahead." His navigator commented
Joker looked ahead, there was a painted glass up ahead, but he needs to cross the balcony to the side.
"Uh! I see! After that commotion—"
"The bottom's completely closed off… Hey, can you make it?"
Joker's senses noted the guards behind him.
"There is nowhere to run" the man in black suit approached with a pistol pointed at Joker's head.
The guards behind pointed their guns at him as well, Joker sneered, he raised his hand evading a few shots, a third phantom hand surged forward from his body, the hand held a shadow-crimson flame, and it surged forward down the corridor like a blast of flames, the three unfortunate guards were in the way, and they died, all that was left was a singed corridor and charred, cursed corpses, after confirming his kills he vaulted to the rail and jumped, his body reached the balcony on the other side, Joker ignored that he did a completely impossible feat of jumping across twenty meters, and after landing safely on the other side, more guards arrived through the singed corridor, pointing their guns at him.
"See ya..." He ridiculed them and jumped through the painted glass breaking it into pieces, he did a few acrobatics on the sky, The night was still prime and the moon was full, and illuminated his body.
"Geez, what a showoff! Get your act together brother" the exasperated voice of his navigator said, but the irritation was good-natured.
"My, you are so reckless, you know that?" A more mature voice reached his ear, it had a relieved tone to it.
Joker landed on the ground and rolled coming to a stop in a kneeling position, he then raised himself up, and faced forward, he was then blinded by lights turning on right in his face, he shielded his face with his forearm as his eyes adjusted to the brightness, Joker had a displeased face.
"No way...Enemies, here?! —But, these readings…? It can't be" the navigator was now so scared; the act was going as planned.
"An ambush!?" the mature womanly voice reached his ear.
"Joker are you alright?!" a boyish voice reached him.
It was nice of them to care for him, even during this fake act. The thieves had no need for betrayers. Joker appeared to be in 'trouble', in front of him, blocking the way were hundreds of police officers, all wearing heavy protection, shields, helmets and all.
"Capture Him!" the officer holding the speakerphone announced to the men in riot gear.
The officers rushed forward trying to apprehend the worst criminal in Japan's history.
Joker rushed to the side, reached for an emergency red metal stair, and climbed it without worry, the policemen couldn't reach that high up so he smirked at the policemen incompetence, however up the stairs was a team pointing shotguns at him, one tried to hit him with the butt of his gun.
But Joker who had an inhuman reaction, drew his knife, and in an impressive slash cut his head in half, while one arm still held onto the stairs, the other policemen up in the stairs looked at their comrade as a red line appeared in his mask, more specifically on his nose, the red line spanned from one ear to the next, blood started to drip as the man opened his mouth, tried to make a sound, but immediately died, the slash was that fast. The force of the slash separated the jaw from the head… it was an dreadful sight, seeing the head facing two different directions as the man fell lifeless, with a thump on the metal platform he fell towards the ground missing Joker entirely, he fell in a splatter on the ground as the crimson liquid flowed around the dead body.
The men above panicked as if they couldn't believe that a police officer was killed this quickly and effortlessly by the leader of the phantom thieves, this was supposed to be a swift arrest.
Each of them pulled the trigger on Joker, he was hit by the shotgun rounds pretty hard, but was able to land safely in the middle of the policemen, not a wound on him even after being shot, just some left over smoke on his waistcoat, the police who were directly below him when he was shot weren't that lucky, the shotgun rounds made directly into their cranium and they fell like puppets without strings, Joker coughed a bit, the arm holding the bloody knife shielded his mouth as he coughed three times, he chose a Persona who was weak of endurance for this, otherwise these policemen would have no chance of even hurting him.
The bullets couldn't penetrate my body, nor my clothing it seems… but the blunt force still hurts. Joker grimaced as he thought about what it meant as he had selected a lower level persona for this, it was sobering to feel this weak in the real world again, but he would for this mission... He was temporarily deaf, he couldn't even hear the voices of his teammates any longer, as he could only hear ringing on his ears, but he could definitely see the police shouting, his crimson eyes saw the fear in the posture of every man here.
He straightened his posture, gripped his dagger in an inverse position, he smirked, releasing his intent to kill everyone here, the bloodlust washed over the police as they flinched, they didn't know what was happening but they wanted to run away from here fast.
What happened next was a genocide, a massacre, He jumped on the crowds of policemen cutting them with his knife, right on the neck or the chest where he could hit lungs, liver and kidneys, deadly vital spots. He avoided the shields and hit them from behind, bullet proof vests did little to protect from his blade as many bodies fell to the ground, Joker also had taken a lot of damage, he was shot multiple times and he was also temporality blinded by tear gas, blind and deaf, he moved only with instinct and intuition, however finally he received enough gunshots to the head to cause a concussion, he fell down, his body numb and hurting, the few remaining police officers swarmed the criminal on the ground, they pushed their body weight as they apprehended the 'man'.
However calling this monster 'human' was not appropriate anymore, he was a creeping evil terrorizing this country.
During the battle, there were those who fled, those who stood their ground, and those who fell paralyzed and puked from the violence displayed, from the hundreds of police officers, now only twenty, give or take remained alive.
A detective got out from the protection of his car, approached the detained criminal.
"D—Didn't expect to find some kid…" The man said, Joker's sharp eyes opened as the effects of the gas relented, his crimson eyes were much like the color of the liquid spilled on the floor like a red sea.
"Hrm...Detective-san your nervousness is showing… don't worry, I don't expect my enemies to be calm while meeting me," Joker said with his deep, commanding voice, with a cocky grin as his eyes pinned the detective with killer intent.
"Krh… shut up! You won't be living for much longer! Hah… if you want to blame someone, blame your teammate for this...you have been sold out like a piece of yesterday's trash."
"Oh, have I perhaps been betrayed?… Oh Gods! What should I do?" Joker said with as much cynicism as he could. "By the way Detective-san, if you want to blame someone for the death of literally a hundred policemen blame this traitorous partner of mine, after all he led me to you... and to the death of your men" He said with a mirthless chuckle by the end.
"B—Bastard!" The detective's face was so distorted it looked like a Yakuza coming to kill him, how nostalgic, makes him be reminded of summer.
"Detective-san, these people had lives, families, friends! How many lonely widows did I make today? How many orphans? And it was all your fault!" Joker's deep voice sounded so melodramatic, it bordered on mocking, no, this was full taunting, from an irredeemable insane person.
Joker changed the persona he had equipped with one that had much higher endurance.
"I won't live much longer, you say. That's funny, why don't you kill me now, Detective-san?" Joker taunted the man as much as he could, it worked as the detective picked a shotgun, put in Joker's mouth.
"Why don't I kill you? Because of shit like this!" The detective pulled the trigger, the sound resounded in Joker's bones, his head recoiled a bit, but he was unhurt, he was forced to swallow bullet casings, but it wasn't that bad when your teeth can break down metal, the Police threw the shotgun away as he panted Joker made a showing of puffing out the smoke to further piss off the police force.
"It's because of shit like this! You are not even human anymore! Bring him!" The detective ordered and they moved the body towards the car, he would be detained in the police headquarters here in Shibuya.
"Uh, yes Detective...Suspect...Confirmed…" The officer traumatized, whispered, in shock, he pulled a cuff and put it around the wrist of the murderer.
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In the police headquarters he took photos for criminal documentation, the costume dissipated, leaving his student uniform red-buttoned black blazer with an emblem on the pocket, a white turtleneck shirt with chevron detailing on the collar, and red plaid trousers. His eyes still bore a deep red, seated with malice, and behind the mask he wore as a criminal was a stunning photogenic face.
He sat in a chair, dozing off, an unused syringe with its liquid still inside was beside his feet, they couldn't use it on him, his arm couldn't be penetrated by the needle, so they tried on the nose, eyes and inside of the mouth to no avail, the only option left was to drug him through digestion and they did just that.
"Wake him up," a bucket of water was thrown right to his face, he shook his head to get the excess water out of his hair, he gazed at the men inside of the room.
"Don't sleep" a man who was way higher rank than the detective started talking to him in the deep underground interrogation room they prepared.
Joker looked behind him as he saw the flimsy cuffs.
"You still don't understand? It's hopeless for you!" The man in the suit kicked him in the stomach, Joker lost his balance, and fell to the ground, he turned his head towards the man and smirked.
"Tch! Come on, cooperate, or do you want another one?"
Joker just chuckled, as the man stomped on his head, he looked around the room and spotted a security camera.
"Hm, are you curious about the camera? You think it can be used as video evidence?"
"..." He continued grinning to the man's face.
"Huh? Didn't you hear me? Answer!" The man kicked Joker's stomach, but the boy barely moved.
"Khr...Even if it could be used as evidence, nobody in this world would save a man like you."
The man walked to his colleague and grabbed a list from him. "Mass murder, conspiring to commit genocide, hundreds of counts of premeditated murder, brainwashing, terrorism, blackmail, conspiring against heads of state, possession of weapons, defamation… man this is such a long list, a full course! You are probably the biggest criminal we've ever had in this country, few individuals in history have killed more than you killed, all of this shit caused by a brat like this...And you enjoyed it all didn't you?...Huh?!"
Joker's insufferable grin was still in place. Did I enjoy it? Yes… of course I did, but memory is fuzzy right now, they gave me enough drugs to overdose a whale...
Both men in suits came forward, grabbed his arm and the third started beating Joker, from the shadows a menacing shape appeared, the shadows encircled the detective's neck, poised to kill, it was his Persona, just one little push and its clawed hands would dig right in the man's throat, however he pushed the Persona back into his body, it was not the time…not yet.
After a few minutes, the man stopped, panting, his knuckles bruised and bleeding, yet Joker was completely fine, in fact, the only bruises he seemed to have were tiny ones from the shotguns, those were stung a tiny bit.
"You truly aren't human... don't worry, you will be given the death penalty and your corpse will be thoroughly researched."
"I thought minors didn't receive death penalty and if they did the minimum age was 18." Joker ridiculed the justice system.
"...You should know your place, tomorrow until the end of the week, a motion will pass in the cabinet, they will lower the age of death penalty to sixteen, just for scum like you! Do you understand?! By the end of the month you will be on the noose!"
"I wonder if a noose could break my neck, or even suffocate me…"
"Inhuman Bastard… Even if you survive being hanged, we will find a way to kill you...Don't worry there are a lot of ways to kill the unkillable...Sign here...It's a confession under your name...It will help us immensely to pass the capital punishment forward..." He gave Joker a sheet of paper, in a wooden clip to sign, he then fished a pen from his pocket and gave to the underage criminal, Joker signed the paper, with a smirk still in place, it was starting to get painful, smirking for so long but Joker couldn't help it, this was too much fun. This is life...the past year has been so much fun, and it will continue on giving
He delivered the confession back to the Detective.
The Detective looked at the signature and kicked Joker in the face, it was futile as kicks had shown no effect on the inhuman creature.
"You! I said to write your name, what the hell is this?!" He thrust the confession forward, there in the bottom was a 'PISS OFF' in capital letters.
"It's my name, don't you like it?"
"…Enough with your jokes… no matter, we can forge your signature easily enough... Amamiya Ren."
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A woman walked in the corridor, on the underground of the police headquarters, towards the room which contained the suspect, she was slender and tall reaching 5'7", she had long gray hair asymmetrically parted on her right side, with soft facial features, and deep mauve red eyes.
She wore a black business suit with a black turtleneck. Her blazer's cuffs and the lower part had clamshell-like designs. Accessory-wise, she wore a necklace of a section sign (§) which referenced her judicial occupation, silver earrings, and a few dark hair clips were above her right ear. She had violet fingernails and wore dark grey high heels. She had a black bag slung over her shoulder.
"Excuse me, but this area is off—" a police officer blocked her way.
"I'm Niijima, from the Public Prosecutors Office."
"The Public Prosecutors Office? What business do you have here?"
"Just let me through, there is something I need to confirm with the suspect."
"Niijima-san, I believe this case is no longer yours. Moreover—"
"Prosecuting Attorney… Niijima Sae-san, huh?" An older man approached her from behind, she turned her head around to face the man, he was an older detective at the department of Shibuya. "There's a call from your director, hurry and get it over with, to be honest, you are an inconvenience." The man made his annoyance clear by his tone.
Sae picked her phone from her pocket and answered.
"Good grief, I thought I ordered you to stand by" her boss answered the phone, she did not want this hassle now.
"I'm responsible for this case, and I'm not allowed an interrogation?!"
"I'm calling because I knew you'd bring it up."
"I will not be convinced unless I see it for myself. This is my job"
Her boss sighed. "Good luck then, I will not be expecting much though." The director closed the call and she ended it too, putting her phone in her pocket.
"Ah, Prosecutor, I forgot to mention something important, we can't let you in there for long, after all he is a most dangerous individual, and his methods are still unknown, Hahaha" The voice of the older detective was slimy and untrue, Sae knew that she was perhaps walking into a death trap, the suspect was dangerous, and could use her as a hostage, but at this point... She didn't care.
"...I understand…" She walked towards the door and entered the room, there, across the table, was a stunning teenager, he was ruffled in appearance, yet still maintained his regal disposition, she could not see a single wound on him, but looking well she could see imperceptible spots of minor bruising, but that was it.
She sat opposite to him, her arms crossed and her hands caressing her arms in pure anxiety.
"...It was you then...Why? Why did it have to be you…? Of all people!" She started tearing a bit as she glared at his crimson eyes, which was previously grey a long time ago.
"The question is, why wouldn't it be me? There is no one else capable of doing the things I did…" He smiled, this time, instead of a smirk, it was that charming smile that captured the hearts of teenage girls, young women, and old housewives, that same smile that appeared on TV, Internet, and magazines.
Sae was a bit flustered, he was the only one who could throw off her game, he was too charismatic for his own good. "That smile won't work on me, you know."
"Hrm, it seems to work just fine, your blushing face is very cute Sae-san" He complimented her and made her face even redder.
"Hah thank you for the compliment, it means much coming from the greatest serial killer this nation had the displeasure of knowing..."
"Ouch, that hurts my soul Sae-san."
"You will be answering my questions this time Ren-kun"
She looked below the table and surely a needle was there, full of drugs inside.
"Tch...Those people... Ren-kun, can you hear me just fine? It seems you've been through a lot... Almost anything can happen here, and I can't stop them. That's why I need you to answer me honestly. I don't have much time either."
She sighed "What was your objective? 121 counts of murder tonight… that is enough for a case of prosecution, we have witnesses for that, but 3765 counts of suspected murder, that part still boggles me...I can't assemble a case for prosecution from this...I couldn't figure out the method behind these murders…."
"Of course you couldn't…" He said in a factual tone.
"True… but I need to know from your mouth, this is my case after all. When and where did you find out about that world?...How is it possible to physically remove someone's heart without any wounds… and kill them like that… manipulating those victims to do what you've wanted...Why?... So much death…" Sae looked away in shame, she was not one to show emotion, but this was an exception.
"..."
"Please, tell me your account of everything."
"Telling all my crimes to the one who's going to prosecute me? Sure , for my little Judgement, anything."
There he went with calling her that weird nickname, little Judgement.
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Time stopped, shadows enclosed his vision, yet a blue butterfly flew close to his body, it encircled him playfully. A voice perhaps from the past, or perhaps from the future reached him. "...You are a prisoner, a future that has been sealed...A prisoner of Fate. This is an unjust game, your chances of winning are almost nil, but if you can hear my voice... My Beloved Trickster, there is still a chance waiting for you...I beg of you, please win this game of control and death... and save me…"
"The world hates you... the world fears you, yet the world adores you...such incongruence...and yet it all makes sense in the end. The key to victory lies with your memories...the strong bonds you've made...the truth that you and your friends grasped tightly, believe in your sense of justice and it will not fail you. Even if the world blames you, even if the world disregards your beliefs...know that there are those close to you that share it and are willing to follow you to the deepest hell if needs be." The voice was a young girl, her voice was soft like chimes, it refreshed Ren, he wanted to hear more of that pleasant voice, in fact he wanted to hear it forever.
My sense of justice, huh? It's a mess right now, perhaps it's always been this way. Ren thought to himself, however he was still determined to follow this path, the game was not over, it was just getting started.
"It all began that day...when this unjust game started half a year ago…Please, remember everything, for the sake of our future...My Beloved, the day of our meeting draws closer and closer...I will finally be able to tell you in person that I love you."
Ren looked to the butterfly as it disappeared in blue particles, more determined than ever to follow through to what needed to be done next.
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Ren Stats
Level 1 || Hp:84 || Sp:26
Knowledge — Learned — 1/20
Guts — Milquetoast — 9/10
Proficiency — Decent — 5/20
Kindness — Considerate — 2/20
Charm — Gorgeous — 19/20
2.507 ¥
A surprised gasp escaped Ren's lips as an announcer voice called the next station Shibuya, he looked around seeing the ads in the train cart, as the chime from the train caught his ear he was reminded of why he was here, He was charged with assault, a man was forcing himself on a woman... Long story short, he intervened and got the short stick of the story after everything ended, he frowned a bit at the memory.
"What? Is that real? Mental shutdowns and stuff?"
Ren gazed at the two schoolgirls; they seemed a year older than him.
"It's true…"
"Happening to a person all of the sudden...Hmm...That has to be a hoax. You really love all of that occult stuff huh?" They started laughing a bit, then noticed his gaze, the girls never seen such a gorgeous person before, so they blushed a bit, averted their gaze and giggled at the attention the cute guy gave them, Ren after a while averted his eyes from the conversation, after getting out from the station he walked around Shibuya to transfer to his new lodgings, he admired the downtown, it was truly filled with crowds and crowds of people crossing the streets.
So this is Shibuya. However a System sound on his phone grabbed his attention, he looked towards the screen of his new smartphone and right in his navigation app was the icon of an eye, it expanded to fit the sides of the screen, he pressed his fingers to touch it and try to get rid of it but to no avail.
He sighed.
However something changed at that moment.
He looked around and then people started slowing down and then stood still… like they were mannequins… like time had stopped.
He looked around in awe and soon across the street a blue fire rose...forming a humanoid shape...the blue fire started to burn brightly as wings were formed, a red fire formed a demonic face on the humanoid shape as blood started seeping to the floor, the blood expanded rapidly and when it touched the people stopped in time they screamed in terror and were consumed, disappearing in a black mist…
Everybody was gone, soon only Ren remained… and in the blue fire… He saw himself with a menacing grin and yellow eyes, cruel eyes, soon everything returned to normal… the people who died returned like nothing happened and only him was paralyzed in confusion, he turned around to look, and then he looked to his phone again and deleted the weird app with the eye icon, perhaps out of hidden fear.
Saturday—04/09—3:00 PM Yongen-Jaya || Subway Platform.
The voice announced the destination he was trying to reach, finally after a few days of travelling. "Yongen-Jaya, this is Yongen-Jaya"
Ren exited the train and looked around, soon he headed for the exit after seeing a few ads on the wall and hearing some pointless chatter about politics and security, he climbed the stairs leading towards the backstreets.
Saturday—04/09—3:07 PM
Yongen-Jaya || Backstreets
Starting today, I will be living with Sakura Sojiro…His place should be here in this backstreet of this neighborhood, now...
Ren approached an officer and he gave instructions towards his new home, following the officer's instructions he turned right at the apartment with wooden stairs.
"Hrm?"
He spied on a conversation a mother was having with her daughter as they walked her pet, it appeared there were a lot of accidents in Shibuya lately and that's why there was a big cop presence in town. These accidents appeared to be fueling anxiety in the citizens.
They left with the mother flustered most likely due to his appearance, but he wasn't interested in romance right now. Ren continued his walk until he arrived at the house with a plate saying 'Sakura' on it, he ringed the bell, but after waiting, nobody responded.
This should be it...But it looks like no one's home…Maybe he's gone out or something...
"Looks like no one's home…" a man arrived next to him carrying a large parcel for delivery, it was a game console…?
Ren asked where Sakura-san would be at this time, the deliveryman was a bit skeptical about answering but pointed out that the man in question ran a café at this hour. Leblanc.
Ren turned left past the Tobacco store following instructions from local residents, soon he saw the Leblanc Cafe, but a radio sound distracted him, there was an old man near him listening to the radio, he was sitting outside his apartment, Ren gave greetings but nothing else, appearances and first impressions were everything, right now he had a low opinion of Tokyo residents, the people here were a lot less friendly than back in Osaka, imagine what would happened if the old man knew he had a criminal record.
His hand was on the door of leblanc. I...My life has been disgraced already...there is nothing left for me...I can die, or I can live the way I want to live...No more fear...No more restrictions, time to face life with confidence in myself. He straightened his posture and looked forward.
+1 Guts
Rank up — Rank 2 — Bold 1/20
Ren can face dangers head on, people look up to Ren's above-average confidence.
He pushed the door open, going inside, the bells chimed his entrance.
He heard the TV, the cafe was quite old-school and had an elderly couple in one of the booths, on the counter sat a middle-aged man. He had slicked-back black hair with a receding hairline, gray eyes, a chinstrap beard with a goatee that flared out and he also wore glasses like Ren did. His outfit consisted of a pale pink dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up, pale khakis held up with a white leather belt and white loafers, a black apron and had his pants legs folded up to mid-calf.
The TV blasted news about the so-called accidents "...A public bus was driven down an opposing lane with its clients still in it! The citizens can't live in peace if this keeps up," The voice had a fake concern and fake playful to its tone, it was irksome.
"How frightening"
"What could be going on? Didn't this happen just the other day?"
An elderly couple had the usual discussion about the alarming news, it was nothing out of the ordinary, people had too much time on their hands, and all they do is complain and complain without doing a single thing.
"Vertical is...The name of a shellfish used for farming pearls…Hmm.." the manager was doing a crossword puzzle.
"It's probably an oyster or mussel." Ren responded, drawing the manager's attention towards him.
"Huh?... Oh right, they said that it was today" The manager put the newspaper on the counter and raised himself from the chair.
The old couple raised themselves and left the payment on the table.
"Thanks for coming." The manager uttered without even looking at the couple.
"We'll be going now, so… this place is in the back alley so there are no worries of a car crash in here."
"A crash?" the manager said as if being thrust into a conversation that he wasn't paying attention.
"There's been a string of those freak accidents lately, you know, I just hope that none happen around here."
"I'm not interested."
"Hahaha, we'll see you next time." The elderly couple left.
The manager of this place complained about the lack of customers today, four hours and a single cup of coffee. "So you are…?"
"I'm Amamiya Ren...Pleased to meet you" He shook hands with the manager.
"Oh, I'm Sakura Sojiro, you'll be in my custody over the year. I was wondering what kind of hardass punk would show up, but an pretty boy instead...huh? — Have you've heard? A customer of mine and your parents know each other and — Well, not that that matters….Follow me."
Sojiro led Ren to the top floor of Cafe Leblanc, it was a storage room, to put it lightly, it was very cluttered with books, sacks of trash, bags of beans, and other things.
"This is your room. I'll at least give sheets for your bed. Hm, it seems you want to say something"
"It's cluttered," Ren answered, losing a bit of goodwill towards the owner.
"It's up to you to clean the rest."
"..."
"I'll be leaving after closing the shop each day, You'll be alone at night, but don't do anything stupid. I'll throw you out if you cause any trouble. Now then... I got the gist of your situation, you protected some woman from a man forcing himself on her, he got injured, then sued you, Right?"
"Yes..."
"That's what you get for sticking your nose in a matter between two adults, you did injure him, yeah?"
So, this person isn't any different, this society is truly rotten. First impressions were important, however his new caretaker handled it poorly.
The sermon continued. "...And now that you've got a criminal record, you were expelled from your high school. The courts ordered you to transfer and move out here, which your parents also approved. In other words, they got rid of you for being a pain in the ass."
Father, you are a truly foolish man, you only care about your image...Mother was crying badly...when I go back, you'll probably be a dead rotting corpse thrown out like yesterday's trash in a forest somewhere. Mother…she was quite obsessed with me, if I were you, Father, I would run for the hills. He cleared his sarcastic joking thoughts, yes, he was quite pissed at his father at the moment but it was nothing new.
"It's better if you don't do anything unnecessary, I am in the restaurant business you know? Behave yourself for the coming year, if nothing happens, your probation will be lifted."
"...A whole year..."
Yep, father. Dead. Ren did a small prayer for his father in his mind, while he hated the man, he was still raised 'normally'.
"Cause any trouble, and you'll be sent straight to the Juvenile Hall, we'll be going to Shujin tomorrow"
Ren wanted to sigh so bad right now. God, this man's sermon seemed to go on forever at this point, nobody truly knew of his situation better than himself. He didn't want an unrelated café owner to give him life lessons. First impressions were shot to hell, antagonistic feelings were welling inside at the café owner, just another adult indeed.
"...Shujin Academy…" Ren fiddled with the emblem on his uniform, his outfit was a red-buttoned black blazer with Shujin's emblem on the pocket, a white turtleneck shirt with chevron detailing on the collar, and red plaid trousers.
"We'll introduce ourselves to the staff there, there's rarely a place that'll accept someone like you, you know. What a waste of my Sunday"
"Your things arrived earlier, I left them over there" Sojiro pointed at the cardboard box, he then left downstairs.
Ren, went downstairs and tried offering help to see for the final time if the owner was a good man or not, but was rejected, instead Sojiro advised him to clean up the mess upstairs first, he opened the box containing his necessities, he undressed, taking care to not put his clothes on the dusty floor, he looked at his slender frame in thought, he fished another set of clothing he then wore an unbuttoned black blazer over a black-trimmed cream sweater, blue jeans, and brown shoes.
I should start cleaning my 'room'. As they say criminals should clean after themselves, they were alone and as society is concerned, they belonged in the trash.
Ren glared at an empty space.
Saturday—04/09—8:00 PM
Yongen-Jaya || Cafe Leblanc.
When he finished cleaning, it was already evening, most of the room was dustless, the trash bags were thrown out, and the room seemed livable for now, although there was still furniture full of clutter that needed cleaning, but it was alright, the bed was very clean at the least. It's late...It seems like I've been cleaning for a while.
"What the heck? I heard you making all sorts of noise up here, but I didn't think you were cleaning. This place doesn't look half bad, thought it's only natural to keep your room tidy. Hrm, you should sleep, I will be closing now, Bye now..."
Ren stood in the middle of the room looking intently at the wall, he was in deep thought.
It's time I change myself. Society itself wouldn't change without power and influence, he had neither of those and no means to acquire any of those. The only thing he could change right now is how he perceived the world, his freedom was taken away, he was an outcast at his last school, rejected and brought down to the lowest point… even so now he was still free to think, free to change.
Ren picked his bag, and fished for some textbooks, he put them on the clean table, He also picked a sweat pant from the box and put it on, he was shirtless and started exercising, jumping jacks, push-ups that sort of thing, after thirty-five minutes he stopped.
+5 Hp || + 3 Sp
Hp:89 || Sp:29
He picked a white T-shirt and put it on, picking the textbooks, he went downstairs, turned on the light and sat on the booth opened the books and started reviewing the material for the coming year, after 30 minutes, he turned on the TV, the news talked about the accidents he had been hearing all day, after 7 minutes he turned off, and started studying again.
+2 Knowledge || Learned — 3/20
Time to go to bed. Ren climbed the stairs, undressed and folded his clothes back into the box, picked his uniform and underwear for tomorrow and laid it on the clean sofa, his naked form approached the bed, and he picked his phone, he looked around and surely he found the same eye icon.
I was sure I deleted it. He deleted it again, he looked at the battery of the phone, and it was strangely full, on the side it had the symbol for infinity.
He massaged his eyes. What is this, am I seeing things right...I must be tired from all the studying and exercise…Arrest...Trial… Her remembered the distress the woman was in.
Still, I couldn't let that go… He put the phone on the soft bed, by his side.
The sore muscles left him tired as a log, he pulled sheets over his naked form, covering his big penis and his abdomen, he soon fell asleep.
Take your Time
Ren gasped awake, he looked at the walls and it was an azure blue silk wall, there were chains held in the ceiling dangling, he turned his eye to the side and indeed he saw a toilet, full of water, he was in a narrow cell.
He sat on the metal bed and saw that his hands bound by chains, his body had a loose black and white prisoner uniform.
He held his temple.
"When did I put on clothing?" he asked, not expecting anyone to answer.
A flustered chuckle reached his ear as two twins young girls stood in front of the door they had platinum blonde hair, beautiful faces and golden eyes, the one in the right had intricate buns, and a smile on her face, the other had a long braid, both wore a blue prison outfit, black gloves, blue shorts, black shoes and high socks white in color, they wore a brassard on their left arm and matching ties and black eye patches with the letter 'V'.
He put his feet on the ground, raised his body and walked towards the door… however by his feet was a ball and chain, making him unable to escape the cell, he was frustrated but approached the door and grasped the bars not knowing how to handle the current situation, there in front of him was a bizarre old man with a long nose, pointed ears and protruding bloodshot eyes. He wore a black suit with white gloves, he rested on a fancy chair, and in front of him was a classy desk, full of documents and a peculiar feather and ink.
"Welcome to my velvet room" A very grave voice, even lower than his resounding in the prison, came from the bizarre old man.
"So you've come to, Inmate." A pretty voice chimed in, it was the girl on the right, but she was staring not at him, but at his crotch, a blush formed on her face as her gaze held.
"The you, in reality, is currently asleep, you are only experiencing this as a dream." The girl on the left responded stoically, however she stole a couple of glances towards his pants as well.
Were they watching him naked before…?
"Why are you staring down there?"
"Naaa… I-I'm not staring...A-anyways, don't get cocky because you are gifted down there! Hmph!" The girl in the right responded with a hotheaded tone, her face, and ears red.
"My innocent eyes, gazed upon such a monster, I can't marry anymore." The girl on the left said with a cool calm voice, however she had a pink hue on her cheeks.
"Did you...?"
"Haha, forgive them, they got 'over-enthusiastic' observing your rehabilitation" The old man laughed at their fluster with his deep voice.
Rehabilitation, Observing? Ren saw the place, and anxiously looked around for danger, and an escape, while the banter with the loli police was good, he had some bad vibes from this place, it's like the tone suddenly shifted to make him uncomfortable all of the sudden.
"Welcome, I am delighted to make your acquaintance, Trickster, this place exists between dream and reality, mind and matter. It is a room that only those who are bound by a "contract" may enter. I am Igor, the master of this place. Remember it well," The man played a tune on the wooden table with his fingers.
"Do not be alarmed, I have summoned you within your dreams, I summoned you here to have a precious talk about important events that will happen your life"
"Tch, talking like this... if you want to "talk" let me out!" Ren banged on the prison doors.
"Know your place, Inmate! Who do you think you're talking to!?" The girl on the right banged the door with an electric bat, Ren flinched back from the strike to avoid being hit.
"Still, this surprised me… The state of this room reflects the state of your own heart. To think a prison would appear as such…."
Ren approached the cell; he grasped the bars again. Everything about this screamed something out of a fantasy story, however it was all too real… He relied on how well he knew of fantasy tropes to guide him through this 'situation' and keep his own cool. If this was a nightmare then fine, however if it wasn't…
"You truly are a prisoner of fate…"
Don't bullshit me bizarre old man… my heart is already set free...It was what I decided this night, there is something very wrong here. State of the velvet room, talking about heart? Fate? This conversation was way overblown for a teenager like himself.
"In the near future, there is no mistake that ruin awaits you…"
"Ruin?" he needed to keep asking, he lacked too much information.
"I speak of the end of everything. However there is a means to oppose such a fate. You must be 'rehabilitated'. Rehabilitated towards freedom… This is your only means to avoid ruin...Do you have the resolve to challenge the distortion of the world?"
Ren needed something for the old man to agree, so he spoke of what he truly wanted to see happen. "Hmph, this society is rotten...I will destroy it if needs be...I will challenge it, this world."
"Haha, truly? Well then...allow me to observe your path to rehabilitation"
The girls turned to face him again, carefully avoiding looking at his face, although they stole glances at him and blushed a bit.
"Ah… pardon for not introducing the others...To your right is Caroline: to your left, Justine, They serve as wardens here"
Now that Ren noticed, Justine had a hat with the letters 'O-Y-O-O,' while Caroline had one as well with the letters 'X-M-R-N'. Together the letters appeared to spell 'oxymoron'. Oxymoron, contradictions, incongruence, something opposite?
Caroline was the first to speak. "H—Hmph, try and struggle all you like in futility."
"The duty of wardens is to protect Inmates, we are also your collaborators… on the condition that you remain obedient." Justine was next, their personalities appeared to be completely opposite.
I"I shall explain the roles of these two on another occasion. Now the night is waning, your body needs a bit of rest...It is time you go back….Take your time, you'll slowly come to understand this place. In any case, we shall meet again, eventually."
An alarm rang.
"Now it's time, go obediently back to your sleep."
This was the worst nightmare he had in awhile. At least he hoped it was a nightmare. He truly did.
Sunday—04/10—6:17 AM
Yongen-Jaya || Cafe Leblanc.
He opened his eyes, put on his exercise clothing again and started doing the same exercises he did last night, thinking about the 'dream' That bizarre old man, Igor, he lied too many times for him to trust the man, the twins however, they were so naive it was almost cute, he could trust them if he ever met them again, after thirty-five minutes of exercise again he stopped.
+5 Hp || +3 Sp
Hp:94 || Sp:34
Ruin and rehabilitation, huh? Ren put on his uniform and entered the booth downstairs and kept studying until Sojiro arrived.
+3 Intelligence || Learned — 6/20
Sojiro arrived wearing a white two-button blazer over his normal clothing, and a fedora with a red-white-and-blue striped hat band. "Yo, looks like you are up, well then let's go introduce ourselves to the staff there, and talk about your transfer. Shujin is in the Aoyama District, it will cost you a bit to ride the train there, and the route transfers are a pain. I'll drive you there just for today. Let's go..."
Sunday—04/10—9:07 AM
Aoyama District || Shujin Academy.
Ren looked towards the school, it was a normal prep school with focus on sports, nothing different or noteworthy.
"Please behave yourself...Don't get me wrong, I don't care about you, Just don't cause me trouble."
In the principal's office Sojiro finished signing the papers.
The principal behind the desk started his spiel again. "To reiterate, just so we're clear, you will be immediately expelled if you cause any trouble...Honestly, I hesitated on accepting someone like you, but there were circumstances on our side...You might have done a variety of things in hiding in your hometown, but you will behave yourself here. If you are thrown out from our school, there will be no places to go. Keep that in mind."
Ren had to restrain himself from not cringing, the man was terribly obese and bald. He wore a beige suit, white undershirt, and red bow tie, his neck was larger than his face, it was a wonder that the man did not keel over and die of blood pressure or something.
"This is the teacher in charge of your class Kawakami-sensei." He pointed towards the female by his side a youthful looking woman 5'3" of height and a slender build, she was very attractive and had nice hips in his opinion. She had dark brown unkempt hair, brown eyes and had a somewhat sleepy face, she wore a yellow long-sleeved shirt striped with white and red horizontal lines, a blue denim skirt and white shoes.
"I'm Kawakami Sadayo, here is your student ID." she had a nice voice, but a bit sleepy.
She passed the card to Ren and he picked up, putting it in his pocket, but before that he could see her slipping a pink ad back to her skirt pocket. What?
"Be sure to read the school guidelines, any violation will send you straight to the guidance office, And if by chance you cause any problems, I will not be able to cover you...This was your promise, yes, Principal?"
Then the principal, his new teacher and his new guardian all had a frustrating talk over him again, there was no end to these kinds of people was there? They seemed to take pleasure in talking about stressful things and tragedies like they were bystanders watching a train wreck and thought that the train wreck was somehow going to affect their lukewarm lives in any way. All these adults deserved… I need to stop myself. Ren's thoughts about people around him recently weren't the most kind.
He wasn't in the position to judge anyone without knowing them, but everyone is a hypocrite… even him.
His new homeroom teacher sighed discontent. "Come to the faculty office when you arrive tomorrow Amamiya-kun. I'll show you to your classroom."
"Yes, I'll do just that," He smiled at her, she had a pink hue to her face, she turned her attention the many books in the office as a distraction, her eyes seemed happier.
I think I made her day with my smile, Hrm weird… he knew he was attractive but not to the point where older women took interest in him.
They walked towards the entrance after the tour of the facilities given by the teacher.
"They are treating you as a nuisance…I guess that's what it means to have a criminal record." Sojiro commented
"Were you surprised? Your past follows you wherever you go...It's up to you, to make most of your situation." Ren spouted some lines he read in a power fantasy manga recently in a disdainful tone.
"...When did you become so wise… well…If you get expelled, I will not hesitate to kick you out, Understand?"
The old owner didn't even register the disdain, words and tone of voice are hard to be transmitted, especially at the age he was in.
"…" he was being antagonistic towards everyone, he knew it, however people who treated him like trash deserved the same treatment in return. He wondered if he kept this attitude up, would he find friends here again?
Of course not, no one wants to be friends with a 'criminal'. You're smarter than this Ren. He complained to himself, but if there was anyone here who would treat him with kindness, then he would return the favor tenfold. That's what he's decided.
Sojiro groaned as he looked around. "School never changes, huh…? Come on, we are going home."
Take your Time
Kawakami Sadayo met a teacher in the outdoors corridor. He had long unkempt black hair and thick eyebrows. His jawline was broad and square. He wore a white sports T-shirt and black sports trousers with double white stripes, he was tall, 6'4" in height.
He was the P.E teacher they put last year to guide the volleyball team to nationals. "What a troublesome situation."
"They pushed a boy with a record on me, A male teacher would be better suited for this." She said with an annoyed voice, her fist was in her hips. 'On top of it he looks like a model...why do the handsome ones have to be so crazy... and why do I care about his appearance? I've made this mistake before.'
"Why was someone like that admitted here?" The P.E teacher put his hands on his hips and shook his head in disappointment.
"Who knows? It was the Principal's decision. I was told it was for the school's reputation."
"I would've thought my volleyball team has contributed more than enough to cover that"
"Well, that's true."
The man went on a boast about how to deal with troublesome students and offered his unneeded concern for her. Kamoshida was always like this.
"He doesn't seem to be a bad kid…" she mumbled, remembering that smile.
"Hmm? Did you say something...Well, I should be returning to practice."
"The tournament, it's drawing closer huh?"
"Hehe, having such high expectations placed on you by others is a dilemma. We'll have to work extra hard to make up for the track team too." He faked a smile and started boasting even more about his achievements of winning the nationals last year with the U17 male volleyball team, and he hoped this year the female team could take the prize as well.
"Well, good luck," was the lazy answer she could give to his boastful speech.
He gave her goodbyes then left her, heading for the court.
"Why did it have to be my class," she did not have the time and patience to deal with the aftermath.
Take your Time
"The train is arriving, please don't stand in the yellow lines, the doors will open to the left"
The sounds of the train arriving got louder and louder, until the wind blew in the people's face, knocking them off balance, the train continued accelerating, it headed towards another station, the people inside who were standing all fell down because of the acceleration, hitting the floor, hurting themselves, the children started to cry, the man driving was bleeding from the mouth as his hands were accelerating the train, his eyes were bulging out of their sockets and they were pure white...The conductor died a few moments later, the speed derailed the cart, it knocked people out as the train crashed and ran over the people waiting for it at the next station, by some miracle the carts didn't run over the pillars supporting the station, else the accident would be even more lethal.
A man woke up, inside the ruined train, his arm still held onto his daughter, he pushed her arm and it flopped over, it was an amputated arm leaking the crimson liquid all over him, he looked over to her, and she was dead, her head smashed to the ground as a tear leaked out from one of her good eyes, while the other was squished in her sockets, the man wailed in grief, he looked wildly around the first cart, and all were dead, dying by blunt force or being squelched into a pulp.
The windows were bloody as the lights flickered on and off, he felt a burning sensation in his stomach, he looked down and there was a metal bar impaling his gut, his blood spilled out as he gasped in pain, the adrenaline finally leaving his body, he saw a part of his intestines spilling out, he screamed, a sound so inhuman it shouldn't have come from his mouth, he tried to raise his body and move, but his body fell down from the wound, he struggled until he passed away from his injuries.
Take your Time
Ren was in Sojiro's yellow car, stuck in traffic.
"Traffic's not moving at all. You are going by train, starting tomorrow, so how was it? The school… think you can manage?" the owner of Leblanc asked.
"Curriculum stuff, as well as academic work will not be a problem, however the social aspect will be fun." Ren sneered as he said.
"Humm, well it seems like you'll be in for a rough time, just don't do anything stupid, okay?... If those attitudes were like that at a school, people might say stuff about me too in the future… What a troublesome kid I've taken in..."
"Why take me in then?"
"It was a request that I just happened to agree to it, I've been paid in full as well"
A newscaster cut into their conversation from the radio on the car. "A Subway has derailed at Shibuya Station! Greatly affecting the timetable across the—"
"Another accident? So that's why it's so crowded, there are a lot of accidents suddenly."
"This is…" Ren had a bad gut feeling.
"17 Confirmed dead, another 16 in critical condition, reports say that over 129 people were involved in the accident—I repeat…"
"...!" Both Ren and Sojiro had disbelief written in their faces.
Sunday—04/10—14:07 PM
Yongen-Jaya || Cafe Leblanc.
Ren arrived at the Cafe at 11:00 am and started studying since then, he was served Curry for lunch, and only stopped studying now, both him and Sojiro settled in a pleasant silence, both still distrusting each other, one had a record and the other was a shitty adult, that's what passed their minds.
+3 Knowledge || Learned — 8/20
Sojiro turned on the Tv and it was full of news about the accident. "And now we welcome a witness to the accident, welcome Tanaka Saji-san—"
"Talk about a gruesome accident 34 deaths now confirmed, more than 100 people were involved."
Ren searched it on google. "Its first on trending on international news, good grief"
"Well, we better be more careful from now on…"
Ren looked at the news and thought to himself. We talk like it was none of our business, we go about our lives not caring about those who died, not one bit. There was something fundamentally wrong with humans.
After all said and done, Ren enjoyed a cup of coffee, he brought his normal clothes and entered the bathhouse in front of the Cafe, he took a bath as he didn't take one for the last few days, he soaked in the hit bath and after half an hour he shifted to his off day clothes, and took his sweaty uniform and washed it in the public washing machines.
+1 Charm
Rank up — Rank 4 — Stunning 1/25
Ren is extremely impressive or attractive, able to stun a normal person with just his looks, he can charm most women or homosexual men to his will; He is so charismatic he's able to talk a man off a ledge.
-160 ¥ || 2,347 ¥
Sunday—04/10—15:00 PM
Yongen-Jaya Cafe Leblanc.
Ren got tired of reading his textbooks and raised himself. "I'm going out."
"Where?"
Ren answered. "Shibuya, Aoyama, Minato, whatever district I find fancy, I needed to know the city better"
"Be back by 7:30, no later than that, and don't cause any trouble."
"Yeah, I'll dine outside so you don't have to make food"
"Bye then." Sojiro started smoking.
If their relationship was as cordial and brief like this, then it would make the place more livable and less annoying.
-10 ¥ || 2,337 ¥
Lemon Warning
Ren took a train to Shibuya, it was uncomfortably crowded, perhaps it was because of the accident, Ren thought people would be fearful of riding a train so soon, but he guessed wrong.
A soft hand groped his crotch and he looked down, it was a white-haired businesswoman with pink eyes, she had a blush and a lecherous smile as she grabbed and fondled his butt.
He was right at the door, and she was hugging his body, as how close she was. Molester? And that look, is she a foreigner?
He tried to open his mouth, but she whispered to him. "Don't even try, if you do, I'll scream molester, they will believe a woman over you any day, now be a good boy..."
On top of being a pervert, pedophile she is a blackmailer too, damn, I can't do anything but wait for the next stop. She started grinding as his length betrayed him and got hard.
"Here, you got so hard, can you feel? my pussy is so moist, your dick is pressing so hard…" she whispered between soft moans as she pressed her mature body at him, she unzipped his jeans and fished his manhood out, soon his eleven-inch cock hit her inner thighs as it spilled pre-cum on her panties.
"So hard ~, So big~, it's twice the size of any of my lovers~hyah, so hot." She lowered her panties and thrust her hips on his length, it made an obscene sound as her tiny pussy was stretched to fill the abnormal length, the mushroom head pierced her cervix and pushed her womb upwards and rested comfortably inside, her pussy tightened on the thick length as she came, he looked at her face and she was orgasming hard, her tongue was out of her mouth, her eyes were rolled upwards and tears rolled off her face, her body trembled for a few moments from the high, and then she started bouncing her hips, prolonging her orgasm, she worked hard, suppressing her moans so only Ren could hear.
This is humiliating. Ren could not move, he was too mortified to do anything while the woman forced herself on him.
I—I can't do anything… if I make a wrong move, I will go to prison, damn. He thought of the woman he saved from being raped by that drunkard. Yeah...I'm glad I saved that woman even at the cost of being sued, nobody should pass through this shame.
In the span of eight minutes she thrust against him climaxing another five times, finally he could no longer hold and finally released his seed inside of her, painting her insides white, five, six shots overflowed her womb, the liquid was so hot, it gave her the biggest orgasm yet, both panted from the high and she removed herself from him, she huffed as she cleaned his cock on her panties and put his manhood back into his jeans, she then put the cum stained underwear into place, the sticky feeling in her crotch and ass made her moan once more, sperm dripped from her pussy, staining her legs but she hid it behind her business skirt, she gave one lecherous grin at him, she put a card on his pocket.
"You came a lot inside, but don't worry after my daughter was born I did surgery, I can't have kids, no STDs either, Call me pretty boy, I'll give you work, as long as you attend my 'needs'."
She turned around and grasped the hand holder near the doors as if nothing happened, Ren turned around and nobody had noticed, only a small girl noticed and she was red in the face, her eyes wide and mouth open at the spectacle.
Great not only is she a pervert rapist, she is also a voyeur who corrupts little kids. Soon the train arrived in Shibuya and she disappeared from the crowd, Ren went to the public restroom, entered a booth and opened his jeans, he picked a few toilet papers and cleaned his length of leftover juices.
I lost my virginity to a rapist...This was humiliating, I would feel good if the experience weren't so unpleasant...This society is truly rotten. He was at the age where he was attracted even when a mildly attractive woman just gave him a stare… that's why he could not control the reactions of his own body.
Why did I get hard like that? Damn Teenager hormones. Remembering the woman's words he picked the card from his pocket the name of the woman was 'Kira Azami' she was the executive producer, of a major entertainment business called ACG, He picked up his phone and searched for the name, they had shares in almost all film companies, and some gaming companies, they also trained idols, models, and actors.
What was a woman like that doing on a train? Oh, the Accident this afternoon caused traffic jams everywhere in the city… On the day of a train accident that involved a hundred people, the trains are the most crowded ever, the irony was so bad it made him cringe. A job, true that I want one, I have almost no money left, and I can't rely on Sojiro for cash… he'll give me an allowance when hell freezes…
+10 Guts || Bold — 11/20
+7 Charm || Stunning — 8/25
Ren cleared his head of the 'incident' and walked around town, sightseeing the big city at night, getting a feel for the roads and the confusing addresses, soon time passed, and he ate lunch…
He looked at the sunset and exhaled with all his breath left. He still couldn't wrap his head around the fact he was just now a victim of sexual assault. Why was I even attacked back there?
-800 ¥ || 1,537 ¥
Sunday—04/10—6:10 PM
Shibuya || Prosecutors Office
A video footage was played on TV, soon the announcer confirmed even more deaths, as well as the death of the driver was confirmed to be prior to the crash, it was ruled as a heart attack.
"It's less of an operating accident, the person whose heart failed had little to do with this, this is a crime of the company and the government..." The old director of the SIU had a dry and cynical tone to his old voice.
The woman by his side was Sae, she looked intensely at the footage, yet no obvious reaction was on her face.
He continued with his sermon. "Site inspectors apparently reported this six months ago, the deterioration of the Tracks and the ATC, Seems the railway company and the MLIT both turned a blind eye to the problems and look what happened…? 41 dead until the present moment, another 6 in critical condition, 23 with serious injuries, and 44 with medium or minor injuries, an accident that could have been avoided if negligence hadn't happened, those 41 dead could have been returning home today, now their families have to bury what remained of them…" He said in a grimace and a tired-of-life tone. "This crime shall not go unpunished, there is no way to hide…. the investigation will go all the way to the top."
The newswoman also discussed recent accidents of similar nature, as well as the anxiety the populace had over it. Sae's eyes peaked with hidden curiosity at that.
"Everything's linked-that's your thought Niijima-kun?"
She didn't respond, the Director smirked dryly. "We hadn't had a drink in a while, what do you think?"
"My apologies...But I have another meeting to attend...I must be going..." Sae left the office and gave her goodbyes to her director for today, he appeared a bit disappointed, but she was concerned about more serious matters than a drinking session with her boss and went down the building towards the entrance. She descended the marble stairs, there was a boy with shaggy chin-length brown hair with bangs and reddish-brown eyes. He wore a tan peacoat with black buttons, with a curious insignia on his breast pocket, and white button shirt underneath the coat, striped black and white tie, black trousers, and black gloves.
"Did you ask for me? Is it about a case?" He said with a pleasant smile as she passed by him.
"Not yet, I want your opinion about something."
The boy tried to convince her to go to sushi together, but she didn't have time or patience to sit in an expensive sushi restaurant, he was a bit disappointed, his mannerisms showing his age. A teenager detective of only 18 years of age.
Sae and the boy headed for a place to eat sushi when Ren suddenly crossed their path, Sae's gaze followed the stunning male and turned around, a small gasp escaped her mouth. "That was a very handsome individual don't you think so Sae-san?"
The voice brought her back, she looked around and soon enough most of the women crossing the streets at least turned to watch the raven-haired boy, some even blushed. "Yes...he is truly blessed in the looks department, Let's go..."
Sunday—04/10—7:20 PM
Yongen-Jaya Cafe Leblanc.
-10 ¥ || 1,527 ¥
Ren opened the door to Leblanc and Sojiro was leisurely watching the TV.
"Here." Sojiro threw a black notebook in his direction.
"It's a diary, make sure to write in it. You may be under probation, but there are no outstanding limitations on you in particular, just don't commit crimes and you are good, However, I'm obligated to report on you, which is why I'm having you record your daily activities...You'll have school tomorrow, so don't stay late." Sojiro closed the shop and left.
Ren walked up to his room, put his exercise clothes, and went through the routine again, all the while in deep thought about what happened on the train. Kira Azami…
All he could think about was that woman and not in a good light.
+5 Hp || +3 Sp
Hp:99 || Sp:37
After that he finished reviewing his books after he was expelled, as well as some of the new material, now Ren was prepared for the new semester, he would not be so behind his studies.
+5 Knowledge || Learned 13/20
Soon the public phone rang, it was Sojiro, he forgot to put the closed sign, so he left the responsibility to Ren, he complied and went back inside. He turned the TV, and soon the newscast reported the incident all over again…
"...The train schedule is disrupted, and there's no estimate as to when train service to Ikebukuro will resume. It seems that the transit problems caused by the accident will continue into tomorrow morning." The newscast continued.
The time table will be different tomorrow… school starts at 8:30 am, better wake up early... Ren went upstairs and took off his clothing, leaving his school uniform folded and ready for tomorrow, his sleeping naked habit would not go away, and he didn't care much for it, soon he laid his body on the bad, his phone in hand, the battery was still full and that infinite sign next to it, perhaps it was something to do with the Velvet room or whatever it was called…
Ren looked through his library and found the eye app, this time he didn't even bother to delete it, he would ask Igor next time. He was not a dumb person, he knew that last night wasn't a nightmare.
The route to school...yes the easiest is Shibuya then Aoyama-Itchome, 40 yen to go to school each day, god I hope there is a student pass that I can apply… the price is not much, but, if I must pay that six times a week... I'm not receiving any income, I need a part-time job— He remembered the woman's offer, Kira Azami… He cut his thought there and put himself to sleep. Any more unhealthy thoughts about that woman and he would go insane.
Soon he fell into the realm of Morpheus.
Take your Time
He woke up on the bed in the Velvet room, it was dark, he looked around and landed on the chair Igor sat the previous time, but it was empty.
Caroline was there. "...M—Master isn't here today...I—It's just...us" She tried to be cocky about her tone, but there was sadness in it, she sat very near him on the edge of the bed near his arm, her baton and hat was nowhere to be seen, in fact, she even had her golden hair down, her body was shadowed by darkness as his eyes were yet to accustom.
He felt a strange warmth towards them, something that he could not explain.
"H—Hey, Inmate, are...are you ok?" She asked with a serious tone, her harsh attitude disappeared.
"What's this all of the sudden Caroline?"
"..." He heard sobbing, and finally noticed the weight on his body, he looked down and Justine was holding his body close to hers, her hair was also down.
"...Why? Why are you so strong?...you endured that rape without peep...how can you endure the pains society throws at you?…"
I see...they summoned me here because of that...They wanted to see if I was ok or not, or just hold my body through the night to assure me...These two...They were observing me, that must have shaken them to the core. Ren felt close to them, closer to anybody in his whole life it was a strange feeling. Even his own cousin and his own mother didn't come close to what he felt.
Something was strange. Why did these twins feel so warm, so… close to his own heart?
"You were worried about me…You two are so kind..."
Justine continued sobbing, her small body held him, Caroline's hand twitched, Ren reached for it and held it, passing warmth.
"I—Idiot" Caroline whispered as a lone tear rolled down, the darkness reflected the pearly water.
He felt as if he could talk to them about anything. It was truly strange. "It was mortifying, I couldn't do nothing but stand there frozen in fear… What she talked about was true, if she had screamed there, the bystanders would believe her account over mine's, my future would end there…"
"If you hated it so much, then why?" Justine asked him.
"Hmm?"
"You are going to accept that woman's proposal aren't you?!" Caroline turned around with pain on her face and hugged his body as well, a bit more forcefully than Justine.
Ren did not answer the question, the silence was enough for an answer.
These two…I feel like I know them forever...I can trust them...Yes, I can trust them. He petted their head with care, they became closer because of this, these two little girls were spooked and scared for their Trickster and he trying to reassure them, they didn't know but the bond between the contractor and the rulers of power transcended fate, it was natural that they drew close.
It was to be forever written.
I am thou, thou art I…
Thou hast acquired a new vow,
It shall become the wings of rebellion
That breaketh thy chains of captivity,
With the birth of the Strength Persona
I have obtained the winds of blessing that
shall lead to freedom and new power…
[Strength—rank 1—The velvet twins]
New Skill—Group Guillotine.
Can now use up to 3 Persona for a fusion. This can create a powerful Persona.
[Strength—rank 2—The velvet twins]
New Skill—World Ruled by Power.
Ren and his teammates now have limitless bodies, not restricted by normal limits, Personas now influence the real word and their real bodies.
Soon the three fell asleep comforting each other. Something was formed between them, he could feel them, their emotions, their worry, their budding affection. And similarly, the twins were forevermore linked to his own heart.
The power of the wildcard remained unexplained, and this new contractor was special in a way few have been before, a special power that would change the world.
Sunday—04/10—11:27 PM
Shibuya || ?.
A woman was alone in her high-class office, it was dark, and she was alone, she typed on her keyboard fast as she grinned, the light of the screen illuminated her white hair and pink eyes.
She scrolled down and found the information and stopped on a name.
"Amamiya Ren...so that's your name…" Her pink eyes became obsessed by the picture.
Amamiya Ren, Amamiya Ren, Amamiya Ren... She repeated in her mind as she caressed the screen while the other hand caressed her stained panties.
Monday—04/11—03:11 AM
? || ?.
A man ran for his life, in a foggy forest, but soon his leg clamped up because of his injury, an ice pick lodged in his right knee and he tumbled. The man wailed in fear and pain as he held his leg, he looked back and saw a dark outline, a woman with long knee length hair, holding a knife in her gloved hand.
"Why are you running? Dear~"
Fearful Man:"Ahhh AAAhhh! Stay away!" the man was such a ruthless billionaire businessman, dealing with Yakuza and filth every day, he shrugged threats like they were pebbles on his road, but when it came time for him to die, he scampered like a coward. It was no way for an Amamiya to live.
The woman chucked at his misery. "Dear, why did you lie, huh? Huh?"
"I—I…"
"...A whole year...you shouldn't be a father...you were more worried about your image than your son…"
"Please…"
"You. Lied. To. Me!" The woman with the long hair closed their distance as blue eyes were revealed, she grabbed his hair and threw him to the ground, she removed the ice pick from his leg and skewered his eye, she pulled it out of his socket and stabbed the other one, ignoring his shouts of pain and the squirting sound of blood, she threw the ice pick away with both eyeballs skewered in it, She watched the blind man struggle for a moment, and ran her knife through his throat, she turned the knife and carved through his neck, decapitating him, she had a little trouble getting passed the spinal cord, his head bobbed out of the neck showing off the gore but a few more tries and his head was chopped off, it was a sloppy job, but it was the first time she had done something like this.
"Bye dear~" she tossed the head towards a tree.
"...A year huh?... Please wait for me~ Ren-chan...Mommy has some business abroad but...I'll see you soon... In my husband's funeral… I have to play the part of a weeping widow" She left the mangled corpse behind, the fog covered it, and soon something behind her emerged and hugged her through the fog, the giant form lifted her from the ground towards the heavens as if she were flying in the hands of an angel, the deep forest made sure that the body would not be found, and if it was it would be years in the future, and her gloves got rid of any evidence...
With the Kirijo's heiress's suicide, the Amamiya's financial group had been in a slump, her husband and her father-in-law were shocked, however this wasn't the time to weep for their rising star's death.
Today marked the day of the end and rebirth of the Amamiya Family.
Ren's Stats
Level 1 || Hp:99 || Sp:37
Knowledge—Learned—13/20
Guts—Bold—11/20
Proficiency—Decent—5/20
Kindness—Considerate—2/20
Charm—Stunning—8/25
1,527 ¥
To be continued~