Eyes awaken to see brown and some mossy green of wood. It's not the same pure red sky up above. The person sat up to be on a plush bed with silky blankets and soft pillows. A smiling girl looked upon the person, something that is much more comforting than anything the shit he's been through.
"Morning sleepyhead." She teased the herbivore male, giggling. She looks a bit younger... better yet, he feels like he's a bit younger himself... like he's even wearing his clothing before he entered Hope's Peak Academy and during the killing games. A hoodie with a black jacket, and also wearing grey jeans. His red shoes are off, of course.
Akita one the other hand is wearing an aqua green dress with fake diamond shards around the waist. Weirdly, it looks like it complements her hair and eyes.
The brown haired boy looks to the girl and sees he's not outside or in a modern day room. It's more of a tiny cottage with no electronic items. More like One from the Middle Age, except there's a stove. (If you're wondering, I studied the Renaissance this year... yeah, don't judge me XD). "Where," He began, "are we?" Not that he's complaining because he looks very comforting, but he is curious.
She answers, "My home." She smiles, really happy for some reason.
Something also caught him by surprise. It was a familiar soldier that is known to be two Despairs. He was about to shout, but then Akita tells him, "They're not a threat anymore. The spell casted on Junko has vanished. Murkuro is now on our side too. Junko is over there. She needs the rest since the spell casted on her took most of her energy."
"Yeah… Akita explained to me everything that has happened." The soldier explained to the Ultimate Hope. "And… I'm…. I'm…." Her blue eyes widen. Akita's hand is on shoulder. She was silent for a moment, but then she looked back to him, saying, "Makoto… I am so sorry… for what we put you through… all of you guys too."
Makoto sees it. She's not apologizing because it's the right thing to do… but more like… she's seriously sorry for what she has done. It's surprising because Murkuro has a more violent humor, but other than that… Nah, he shouldn't over think it. What matters is that they both felt sorry.
He explains to her, smiling, "It's not a big deal at all. We've been through a lot for some time now, but now it's over. So there's no need to worry now. You weren't truly the blame for it all."
She simply nodded at his gesture. Makoto is always so forgiving towards others, no matter how bad they were. His patients never cease to irritate anyone. Such lovable traits on a single person. Sometimes, she wonders if anyone should have his kindness at all, even them.
"Other than that… We have another problem… A brat problem." She then got a huge bag, which moved quite a lot for objects, then released whatever was inside. Something that caught the two's attention unexpectedly. Four children. One with red hair, one with blonde, one with pink and the last one has blue. Tied up together so they don't escape.
The Ultimate Hope questioned, "W-what? Kids?"
"I know you all are…" the short black haired girl eyes widen. The male looked to the soldier for an answer. "You guys are the kids that Junko picked up at Hope's Peak Elementary!"
The one with red hair growled at Akita and Makoto, showing hostile eyes. "You bet we are! We're the 'Warriors of Hope,' and you all will pay for harming our Big Sis Junko! You hear! We're-"
"Hold your pie hole there." The freckled girl sighed at the short tempered redhead and put her hand on his mouth to shut him up. "These two saved Junko from any danger that caused her despair and destruction… she just needs to rest for a little while."
"Yeah, from what? The real her. The love that you took from her. Yeah, sounds like Big Sis." The blue haired boy mutters in a bitter way.
"Big Sis Junko will never come back to us…" Said the blonde boy in anguish. "But maybe we can have a celebration when we sacrifice the others…"
The little girl with pink hair's teeth grits out, "You're taking away from what's truly precious to us! Have we suffered enough from you demons! It's totally not adorbs! We want our Big Sis Komaru!"
The blue eyed mage glared at the four children, "Yeah. You think you need pity, but think about the futures you took from other people. The lives you took. You've seen hell, but you haven't gone there many times and survived like others you put through! You killed children's parents with no remorse at all! You thought you saved them, but really, you made them all suffer because of your selfish ways! How could you do that; the only-"
"Stop it Kitamura-san!" The brown haired boy. He flinched when the wizard gave him a terrifying look, but continues, "J-just look… At them and your hand."
She's confused now. Just then looked down to her hand to find a horrifying sight of her hand being consumed with black, endlessly dark mist. And the faces of the kids… they're beyond scared out of their wits. It didn't faze her at all. The anger bubbled inside of her is becoming known when the same mist is covering her. To Makoto, it feels like the air is getting really thick. He doesn't know how to breathe in such pressure of... whatever it is.
"SO WHAT?!" Her voice screeched the air. Her voice… isn't human anymore. More… like the devil's very own voice… "They killed almost everyone, and willing to kill other children when they start to become adults! They took many people's futures with no regret at all! It was their own choices for that.
"It was never Junko's or Murkuro's for the matter! They loved each other! Murkuro would do anything for Junko, and Junko was under a spell's influence! It's not their-"
"N… no…." A new voice stutters in weakness. Everyone turn to see it was the girl lying from all the trauma that happened. "It's not their fault. It's mine. If I was a bit stronger than before, then no one had to suffer. The spell… wanted me to love them… so it can use them…"
Everyone turn to see it was a strawberry blonde with pigtails. The female looks like she's struggling, but continued on. Tears poured out of her eyes like waterfall, hiccupping with true sadness and regret in her voice. "I'm…" she hiccupped. "I'm the one you should be angry at! They just wanted someone to love them… and I abused it to cause others to feel despair and sorrow… If someone had to die, then let it be me!"
She was full on crying now. Her blue eyes consumed with the guilt of everything she put others through. It's pitiful to just watch the girl. When was the last time Murkuro seen her like this? Probably after she returned back to see her family again. She was in tears after she returned back to them, and then felt something odd about her when her little sister hugged her. At that moment of their reunion, she felt something off about her little sis, but now… it's gone.
It didn't matter if others got hurt by their actions in the past. All the big sis wanted to do is to make her little sister proud and happy. They never considered the people they would hurt, they would emotionally torture and actively becomes friends with feelings. It's really ironic, but right now, Junko's crying her eyes out now, and as the bigger sister, she needs to comfort her.
"Everything's alright now. There's no need to worry." Murkuro pulled the strawberry blonde girl into a snug and warm embrace. What else can she even do at this point? They did many inhumane things, and want to rewrite them, but the question is… how?
A student, full of optimism, looks towards the children, who are looking down at the floor in shame. The girl is already balling her eyes out, but some of the guys are trying their best not to cry at all. He knew that Junko did terrible deeds, and thought she wasn't even human in the slightest, but thanks to the spell's release, he finally sees Junko for who she truly is. A normal girl who wanted to live.
He gently explains to the pink hair girl, "Listen... I know it's hard to forgive anyone at this time, but you have to remember that we're all to blame here. Please stop it, Kitamura-san."
Silence was in the air other than weeping and crying. Darkness still flowed out of Kitamura. Her teeth's grit with a burning rage. Her eyes weren't normal anymore... but more... a demonic blue. "DAMN IT TO HELL!" Her black aura shot up from the house into the air. It covered the sky with black for a moment, then turn back into it's original sky blue color. It shocked many, but somehow calmed down after her sudden outburst. She looked away from the group and exits outside. Before she goes out, the wizard tells them, "Fine, you dumbasses. Do with your dumb pity party. I'm out to get some information..." She looks to Makoto, sighing out, "And tomorrow, you and I will be training. I haven't used magic for 7 years now. I want to get used to having endless lacrima around the area."
That was... what? What the hell?! "W-wait! What do you mean?!"
She stared and explained, getting out before she shorts another fuse, "Don't you get it. One Magic is basically an endless reservoir of lacrima. People needs to use lacrima to use magic, and so... you probably get it, so rest up and we'll train tomorrow."
Before she could say anything else, she left all of her schoolmates by themselves. Still in awe at her reaction and Makoto's new found magic... Well this is awkward. Everyone explained their side of the story till night falls. Everyone is a bit on edge, but trying their best to sleep. Blue eyes look up to the night sky, sighing and grumbles herself into a light slumber, hearing the wind as she rests.
The morning came from a really long time. People didn't have enough rest all too well. It's been very stressful for a bunch of them, but now all of them are outside because Akita wanted to teach Makoto about magic of this world. (Warning, some of this info is on the wiki and from the top of my head. If you guys want to add, then I'll put in more on this chapter.) It's really important since they're going to be here for a long period of time, and for these two, they might be here more than the other people in Makoto, Murkuro, Junko and the Warriors of Hope's world.
They're in a thick forest area, which helps people in there train in secrecy. Akita wants the others- aside from the Ultimate Soldier- to be in a safe distance away from the two. She might be lecturing, but she warned the used-to-be Lucky Student that she may or may not attack him at random times, to have him be alert now and then if it's needed. It also makes the others wonder if she has any sanity after the "Tragedy."
"Ok Makoto." She explains, as he felt the same pressure enters the palms of the experienced wizard, but much gentler. "The magic we can used here, that you already know." Nodding in response, she continues, now forming pitch black energy balls on her hand, "There's different type of magic. A variety of them. But first off, I'll give you a general idea of it for today. And after my first lecture is done, then you can ask as many questions you want. Not only that, but my other lectures might involve in hitting you."
He nods in agreement, but gulps at a thick wad of saliva. He doesn't even know if he's going to survive her training or not... and that not is not a good sign of his survival. "O-ok..." He stutters as his spine shivers from fear and dismay.
Meanwhile, the other group are listening on to their conversation. The kids are still pretty shocked that Komaru and Makoto are related. Nagisa looks to them and wonders if 'Big Sis Komaru's' big brother has magic or not. Seems farfetched, but remembers that their world probably doesn't have 'magic' in their world. Heck, he's still shocked that it does because he read that that magic never existed, and people in the past used that as an excuse to put the blame on others or benefit themselves bit helping or threatening people.
He turns to see the other 'Warriors of Hope' very impatient for something to happen. He looks at them with exasperation. He can't believe them. Yes, they are talented-from being accepted in Hope's Peak-but other than that, people needs practice for something to actually happen. And what's with the sudden change of heart from being afraid of Kitamura to adoring her? He will never know, but smiles, knowing that they will always be them, no matter how annoying they are.
Junko... though still confused, has a feeling that she knew that Makoto is... different... or magical. She felt Makoto's ray of hope inside of her. It was drawing her towards that light, making her want to go towards it. A comforting feeling that she never forgotten, but... then the despair wasn't over and decided to drag her back into the black abyss. She tried to go to Makoto, to the future, but there was no avail at all. And hearing herself wanting to kill her was unbearably, and wanted to be in that light again, and now she knew it wasn't her fault, her uneasiness was somewhat lifted. No... it is lifted.
Thanks to Akita, Makoto, and whoever this One Magic person is, she finally can see things that she always wanted to see. Murkuro is glad for it. She thought it would make Junko very happy if she were to be in despair... no... it was the spell's fault. Her little sister was internally suffering from the despair she and her sister was causing, but couldn't do anything about it. It's actually relieving that her sister is no longer crying on the inside anymore.
Continuing the topic, the pink haired girl says, "We've been using magic for a very long time. Centuries, I think. It was unnatural until it became an everyday phenomenon. We're able to do support, combat, healing, and other magic like singing or cooking. So it flows right into us, but ironically, only 10% of people here can only use magic, even though the lacrima is high in this world than yours."
"You serious?!" shouts the green eyed boy. Eyes widen at that statement. She nods looking at her palm, now letting the shadow balls disappear.
"That's right. Not a ton of people know how to because... they simply don't have enough concentration or mental focus. And trust me, you need lots of it. It a physical form of spiritual energy which comes from all living things. Here, it's a flow of nature and yourself connecting to one another. That's why people with those two standards are part of the 10%. If others can use it, then this world would become extremely off balance. And you have both of those factor in you, so to be honest, I can actually see you doing a nifty trick." The ball came out her again, but then releases it to a tree far from them and the others... It was obliterated... some of the kids oo-ed, and awed over that attack.
"I see." He shivers. The Ultimate Hope just realize something. He looks back to the girl and asks, "But how in the world can you contain all that magic? Is it something that we have or what? Do we run out?"
The blue eyed mage hums, smirking a little for his incredible focus. She explains, "That's right, Makoto~" Giggling, she continues, "We have these containers called Origins. Well, in all honesty, we have about 2 Origins."
One of his eye brow raised. "2?"
"Yup. The first Origin is pretty easy to get into. That one allows you to cast spells easily. A ton of small ones, but you can still do powerful ones too."
He says to continue on, "And what about the second one?"
"Oh yeah," She crosses her arm and then explains, "The second one is very hard to open. It holds onto extra amount of magic power, and if people can access it, then they can release an enormous amount of magic-if you plan to go to combat-and help you gain an advantage of a fight. And where I'm taking you, you'll probably going to be doing a ton of them... and may gain a couple of broken bones and bruised organs."
That's comforting. Not only he's going to be fighting, but might die! Yeah, but it might be better than what happened when Tragedy struck... And now that he thinks about it, if it takes a lot of concentration to use magic, then he thinks a certain detective may be able to use it. The ordinary boy doesn't know if she's physically strong, but has a ton of focus than the average human. "Oh yeah. That reminds me. Is it possible for transfer magic into you?"
"How astute of you. Yes, it is possible, and that's probably what One Magic did. Transfer some of its magic into you so you yourself can use it. But that might be a 50/50 chance." She explained, shrugging the last part.
"50/50 percent. You mean it's rare like that 10%?" He asks, kind of surprised by her answer.
She nods. "Yeah, because some people have either a natural talent for it, and they didn't know it, but with magic transfer, you can plainly see whether or not magic was even transferred inside you... and before you ask how, it's because they have these tattoos. When I saw you use magic, you never had tattoos... or I didn't see them."
"Tattoos?" He eyed her carefully. He's very skeptical about this, but willing to listen to it."
But what surprised Makoto next is what she says. "Take off your jacket." He was about to protest, she glared at him with much scarier eyes than yesterday, making him shake like an earthquake. "Take... it... off..."
"OK!" He shouts as he instantly takes his black and green jacket, leaving him with a simple white shirt.
Everyone became very confused. At her sudden angry expression. She looks towards the short haired girl and asks her, "Murkuro... you won't mind attacking Makoto?" He blinks and gives the wizard a confused look. Makoto is shaking even harder because of Akita's question. She whispers into Murkuro's ear and she nods. Not good.'
Murkuro began to lunge at him with a knife in her hand. His eyes widen and began to try to run, but then she was right there. Eyes filling with fear as she almost slashed him with the night. He looks towards the girl's eyes and sees her eyes... her eyes are cold and ready to kill. His face pales... he's about to die! He dodges the Ultimate Soldier's attacks as best as he can. Then a foot is on his stomach. He's flying to the trees. It happened so fast that it took him a while to feel the pain of his gut and back.
Junko and Nagisa gasps in shock and dismay while the other kids became a bit more interested. What in the world is Akita thinking?! She's supposed to be training the poor ordinary boy, not try to kill him! The blue haired boy and strawberry blonde teenage girl looks towards the pink haired wizard and only sees a calm expression... no... an expression of... waiting or excitement. Either or, it's terrifying... is that what all wizards are like in this damn world?! Junk along with Nagisa shivers at her scary face. "S-scary..." they shiver.
Dodge after dodge, the redhead Masaru suddenly blinks at what he's seeing. Makoto... "Wow..." he awes in amazement.
Kotoko looks to the redhead boy, tilting her head. She asks the boy, "What do you mean, Daimon?"
"Don't you see it?" he says in an obvious way. The redhead then points to them, telling them, "It's not that hard. Big Bro Makoto is actually moving a lot faster than he was before."
Jataro, Kotoko, Nagisa and Junko looks to the Masaru, then back to Murkuro and Makoto. It's actually true. Everyone blinked. Their pace, even though Makoto in a panic, noticed that they are. They are getting faster and faster every second that passed. The brown haired boy feels like something is happening too. Murkuro's getting really quick, but the thing is... he's actually still dodging, even after a long time, he should've been getting tired by this point.
It's unbelievable how... athletic he's gotten. In all honesty... it's actually fun! He never had this fun in a long time. Maybe if he dodges more and more, he can have a ton of fun! That's what Murkuro can see in his eyes. A boy who is finally free to do what he wants. It made the girl smile and continues to try to strike him, but Makoto starts to block her now; grabbing her slightly and throws her arm away from his reach.
Akita looks to the male. He is having fun, but it impresses her how much he isn't getting carried away from it all. She sees what he's able to do and shouts out to them, "Makoto! Murkuro! That's enough for now." The two stop. Looking towards the pink haired girl as she walks towards them. "Makoto... I see you now know that now you're absorbing lacrima and is making you a bit stronger than before. That was your first day of physical training. The next day, we're going to do physical training again, then I'll lecture you the next. It will go that way for a while. After a week or two, I'll be teaching you how to use magic. Will that be alright?"
"Yes," he nods to her. He now knows the feeling here now. It's so much different than any other place... yes, the air is so clear and fresh, that you can now litterally feel currents of magic energy just go into you all at once, but not so that it's too much. In his world, it is nice. Even though Japan is known to be really nice, it's just there's more trees, clearer skies and overworldly feeling. His world isn't even compared to this one.
Akita looks at the male, seeing how he's adapting to his surroundings that she grew up on. A feeling that no one can ever forget. She just hopes that he he can keep up with her training routine.
Eyes both green and red looks to the area he's in... something is really different about here than anywhere else. He couldn't place it, but it's true. A moan came surprisingly and he turns to see a familiar Ultimate that he is quite fond of. She awaken and looks around too. "Hajime-kun... where are we?" She asks the male.
He shrugs a bit, "I don't know. We should see what's happening around here, Chiaki-san."
Smiling, she nods with delight. "Yeah!"