The guy was exhausted, his shoulders hunched from the weight of his belongings. As he trudged down the sidewalk, his pace slowed with each step, as if the very weight of his exhaustion were dragging him down. He gripped the handle of his heavy suitcase with both hands, each step a reminder of just how far he'd had to carry it.
He stood out with his striking combination of dark clothing and accessories. His black blazer accentuated his broad shoulders, while the black rounded hat gave him an aire of mystery. His eyeglasses, also added to the impression of sophistication, and the purple eyes were a captivating contrast to his brown skin. The black gloves completed the ensemble, giving him an air of mystique and suggesting a man with something to hide.
The guy's distinctively fair skin immediately set him apart, suggesting that he might have been a foreigner. The armband around his wrist quickly confirmed this, bearing the colors of the Philippine flag in bold relief. It was a small detail, but one that served to instantly reveal his place of origin.
He radiated an aura of adventure and curiosity, a sense that he was eager to experience all that the city of Tokyo had to offer. His middle school graduate appearance, complete with glasses and a backpack, suggested a level of intellect and education that would serve him well in a foreign city. Despite the advanced technology and magic that infuses the city, it was clear that he was nearly broke, having spent most of his savings on the journey to this exciting new destination.
The streets of Tokyo were bustling with life, a constant flow of people walking up and down the sidewalks, creating an almost constant hum of activity. Lights from storefronts and streetlamps pierced the night sky, making it seem as if the city never slept. The vibrant energy of the city was palpable, and he was quickly engulfed in the chaos of life in Tokyo.
He couldn't help but stare as he watched the cars and other vehicles float along the streets, seemingly tireless, as if the laws of physics were being defied. The people walking around didn't seem surprised at all, as if they had grown accustomed to the strange sight. When the yellow taxi automatically opened itself, he knew he was truly in a world of advanced technology unlike anything he had ever seen before.
"So this is what the technology looks like..."
He navigated his way out of the bustling streets of Tokyo, feeling like he was finally able to take a breather after the chaos of the city. He found himself in the middle of an empty street with large, towering buildings surrounding him. Despite the lack of people, there was still an air that this was a city filled with promise and opportunity.
He let out a deep, weary yawn, as if the long day had finally caught up with him. As he stumbled forward, he realized that he was on the verge of collapsing from exhaustion. As his eyes grew heavy and his body threatened to give out. He tried to fight off the exhaustion, but it was a losing battle. A deep yawn escaped his lips, and he could feel his eyes closing, ready to give in to the lure of sleep.
The guy in black suit struggled to keep his eyes open, feeling the pull of sleep becoming stronger by the second. As he squinted, trying to maintain his consciousness, he spotted a building in front of him, seemingly empty, offering a possible respite from the exhaustion. He stumbled forward, relieved at the prospect of finding a place to rest.
"Finally... *Yawn* a good place to sleep..."
He let out an audible sigh of relief as he spotted the empty building, happy to finally have a place to rest. His relief, however, was short-lived, as a terrifying groan filled the night air, followed by sinister whispers and horrifying moans. He jumped, his heart racing, as he realized that the building he had hoped to find rest in was actually a place of horror...
His face become serious as he listened to the terrifying noises coming from the building. His body tense with fear, he quickly scanned the area, trying to determine the source of the strange sounds. As he did so, a chill went down his spine, making him even more alert.
His heart raced as he realized that the building in front of him was not just any building, but a haunted hotel. It was a sinister sight, with the windows draped in spider webs and dark shadows covering the area. The horrifying noises coming from the building added to the chilling atmosphere, making him anxious about what might be waiting for him inside.
He put the black briefcase down to the stone floor and opened it up with a quiet click. Inside, he found not a modern weapon but a magical CAD, or casting assistant device. He had never seen anything like it before, but he could sense that it was powerful. He carefully picked it up and inspected it, trying to determine how it worked. He knew that he could possibly need it to defend himself.
The casting assistant device had a shape resembling that of a revolver, with a light blue rectangular barrel. The muzzle of the C.A.D, had the shape of a letter "I." He was curious about the device and wondered how it worked. He examined it closely, looking for any buttons or switches, trying to figure out its function.
He found himself intrigued by the C.A.D. (Casting Assistant Device) in his hand, its rubber grip providing a comfortable and steady hold. With a combination of curiosity and caution, he gently brushed his finger against the trigger, taking note of its responsiveness. As his gaze shifted to the intricate details of the device, he contemplated its purpose and functionality in combat.
Questions flooded his mind as he examined the C.A.D. closely. How would he operate it? Would it prove to be effective and reliable in a fight? He wondered about the extent of its capabilities, the spells it could cast, and the potential it held in enhancing his own abilities.
With the briefcase securely closed, he rose to his feet, his gaze fixed upon the haunting silhouette of the hotel looming before him. In his voice, a resolute determination resonated, unwavering in the face of the unknown. "I'm ready for this," he declared, the conviction in his words matched only by his unwavering resolve.
Though well aware of the trials that awaited him within the confines of the hotel, he braced himself for the challenges that lay ahead. He knew that stepping foot into the depths of the haunted building would demand all his strength, wits, and courage. Yet, with the C.A.D. firmly held in his hand, a surge of confidence coursed through his veins.
With his briefcase and his Casting Assistant Device in hand, he walked up the stone stairs in front of him and opened the wooden door. The door creaked and groaned as if it hadn't been opened in years, and a rotten egg smell filled the air. He saw a counter to his right and a red curtain covering a doorway, and an old, malfunctioning elevator next to it. The atmosphere was ominous and eerie.
The young teenager in black suit was immediately assailed by the sight of eerie shadows, dancing and flickering on the walls and floor, and the sound of creaking floorboards. The musty smell of old wood and the cold chill of the air only added to the ominous atmosphere.
As he navigated through the hotel's dimly lit corridors, his C.A.D. in hand, he couldn't shake off the feeling of being watched. He could sense something lurking in the shadows, but every time he turned to look, there was nothing there.
The young teenager's heart raced as a sudden gust of wind blew through the hotel, the force of it threatening to knock him off his feet. As he stumbled, he managed to catch sight of a flicker of movement in the corner of his eye, something darting through the shadows.
He raised his C.A.D. in preparation for a fight, beads of sweat gathering on his forehead as he searched for any sign of the enemy. The silence was deafening, as if the entire hotel was holding its breath, waiting for him to make a move.
Suddenly, a creaking sound broke the silence, making him jump. As he spun around, his C.A.D. at the ready, he caught sight of a shadowy figure emerging from the darkness. The figure seemed to be made up entirely of darkness, with no discernible features except for two disembodied eyes.
Without hesitation, the young man aimed his C.A.D. at the shadowy figure and activated it. A bright beam shot out from the barrel, hitting the creature and revealing its true form. It was a ghostly apparition, shrieking in protest as the beam of light hit it. He knew he had to think fast if he wanted to defeat it.
Using his magical device., the young teenager in black, carefully cast a spell that disrupted the ghost's energy field. The ghost's scream grew louder as it dissipated into a puff of smoke, fading away into the shadows. The young guy in black suit breathed a sigh of relief, glad to have defeated his first foe.
The horrifying running footsteps and gritting and yelling coming from behind him was more than he could handle. The zombie-like figure jumped him from behind, and the young man quickly transformed into light and disappeared. The zombie-like figure let out a frustrated yell as it looked left and right for the missing person. In a split second, he reappeared behind the zombie-like figure and let loose a huge barrage of light beams, hitting the figure right in its chest, causing it to stumble backwards in surprise. The figure let out one last horrifying shriek before it was destroyed.
He noticed two humanoid figures with naked white bodies, mixture in green blood, disfigured blank eyes and ingrown teeth, approaching him like frenzied monkeys. He took aim at the two monsters and opened fire, firing a large light beam that seemed more like a bullet than a typical light beam. The sound of the attack resembled that of a rail gun, and the beam of light struck the two monsters with devastating force.
The guy in black realized that he had entered not just any haunted hotel, but one that was teeming with supernatural entities. He was determined to clear it out and investigate the source of the haunting. He began exploring the hotel, determined to put an end to the paranormal activity.
He cleared the VIP lounge of all supernatural entities, even though it felt like a daunting task. He took on the challenge like a one-man army, utilizing the C.A.D to eliminate each entity that got in his way. He fought valiantly, cleaning out the entire department, including the multiple floors above him, as if he was the only one who could do it.
The teenager in black suit was determined to explore the abandoned hotel, even if it looked like it had been left in disrepair. He didn't let the mess bother him, as he carefully made his way through the corridor. He saw that the objects in front of him fell apart, and even the stairs he had climbed seemed to be in disrepair. Despite the state of the hallway, he was determined to continue onward. He knew that there was more to explore and that he couldn't let anything hold him back.
He was relieved to finally reach the last and highest floor of the hotel. He cautiously made his way to the door next to him, his C.A.D raised and aimed at the small gap. He slowly opened the door and was greeted by the surveillance room, filled with monitors and unused keyboards. He saw an empty chair and a safety box attached to the walls. He let out a deep breath, feeling a sense of accomplishment. He knew that he had cleared out the hotel and eliminated all entities within it.
The young teenager was on high alert, his C.A.D at the ready as he ran towards the source of the creaking sound. As he got closer, he could hear the sound more clearly, and it sounded like it was coming from the window. He quickly approached it, his C.A.D in hand, prepared to take out any entity that was there. However, what he saw was not an entity but a broken window hinge. He let out a sigh of relief and took a moment to catch his breath, realizing that he had let his guard down for a moment.
He heard the sound of footsteps approaching him from behind. He quickly turned around and aimed his C.A.D at the creature that was coming at him. It was a horrifying, zombie-like figure with white eyes and rotten flesh. The creature let out a bloodcurdling scream as it lunged at him, but he was ready. He opened fire with his C.A.D, taking down the creature and saving himself from its attack.
He took a moment to catch his breath. He then stumbled across a handgun lying on the ground, an unused but still fully functional M1911 sidearm. He inspected the handgun closely, making sure it was in good condition and that it would be a reliable weapon. He unloaded the magazine and checked to make sure it was full of bullets. He knew that he would need all the protection he could get in this unforgiving hotel.
The young teenager heard the loud, horrifying groan of the final creature behind him. The creature was close, almost in his face. He quickly turned around to face the beast, determined to fight back. He raised his C.A.D, ready to unleashed a barrage of light beams. As he pulled the trigger, nothing happened. The energy was completely depleted.
"OH SHIT!!" He widened his eyes in panic as the creature lunged at him. He was quick to teleport to safety before the creature could take a bite. He reappeared behind the creature and attacked, grabbing its shoulders and preventing it from biting him. And he kicked with full force the creature to the ground.
The creature got back up and attack again before He quickly reached for his functional M1911 handgun that he found earlier, which was still lying on the ground, and raised it towards the creature that was just about to lunge at him. He had to make a split-second decision - to shoot the creature first before it attacked him. He took aim and pulled the trigger, hoping that his aim was true enough.
The sound of the bullet pierced the silence of the corridor, echoing in the empty rooms and corridors. He watched as the creature was hit, stumbling backwards as it let out a final groan before collapsing to the floor.
He slowly walked towards the zombie, his M1911 aimed at its head. As he approached, the zombie remained motionless. He took a deep breath, and fired multiple shots at its head, killing it instantaneously. He wasn't willing to take any chances, and wanted to make sure the creature was no longer a threat or would rise again to cause him any harm.
He let out a sigh of relief as he realized that the creature was finally gone and that he had cleared the hotel completely. He looked around the room, taking in the fact that he had accomplished a daunting task that many would have feared. It felt like a huge weight had been lifted off of his shoulders, and he allowed himself a moment to rest and catch his breath before he went on to the next phase of his investigation.
he heard a sudden creak coming from the window in front of him. He quickly reacted, taking aim at the broken window with his sidearm. He violently threw the broken glass out of the way, ready to fire if needed. However, much to his surprise and relief, the figure on the other side of the window was not a supernatural entity or a zombie, but a living, breathing human. To his further surprise, the person on the other side of the window turned out to be a gay man who let out a loud, high-pitched shriek in a state of panic.
"AAAAIIIEEEYYY!" The man the other side of the window let out a loud, high-pitched shriek, almost feminine, sending shivers down the young teenager's spine. And as quickly as the shrieking started, he recognized the figure on the other side. It was a living human, a man to be precise, who appeared to be gay or transgender.
the man began to shout in panic, "SHIT!!! I ALMOST KILLED YOU!!! What are you even doing here?!!!". he lowered his gun even further, now feeling more confused than ever.
"I'm so sorry!!! Please don't kill me... Ahhh" a gay man waved his hand and places his chest.
The young teenager stood there, still holding the M1911 in his hands, completely taken aback by the gay man's appearance, who was dressed in a female wig, a red dress, and red lipstick. As if he was at some sort of prom or party. The young man lowered the gun even further, his eyes still widening in disbelief.
"Dude, you know this place is haunted and I almost mistook you for that living undead," the teenager responded, still a bit shaken.
"It's okay, I will be out of here in no time. I want to let you know that there are zombies inside, so be careful, okay?" the gay man replied, still in a panic, but starting to feel more reassured.
"It was finally clear, you can go now!! Make sure you use the stairs as if the elevator is no longer functioning" the teenager in black suit said, before finally lowering the M1911 and putting it back in his holster.
"Take care of yourself," the gay man said, before dropping off from broken window and walking away.
He finally let out a long sigh of relief, feeling a sense of calm wash over him. The sky was still as dark as ever, the moon shining bright above him. It seemed as though time had frozen, with only him and the night sky as the only source of light. He couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for surviving such a life-threatening experience, and for finally being able to take a moment to appreciate the peace and quiet of the night. He closed his eyes and let the sounds of the night wash over him, feeling a sense of contentment that he hadn't experienced in a long time.
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Sallie's POV
I am Sallie Mae Salcedo. I'm a 17 year old teenage guy from the Philippines. I'm currently in Japan, wearing a black attire which is my favorite type of clothing. I've been clearing a hotel full of weird entities as a cleaner of ghosts and supernatural figures for few hours now, and tonight I'm feeling exhausted after an all-nighter. The hotel feels haunted, but I've been able to clean every nook and cranny. After getting through the night, I decided to do something, that I'll never forget.
Pulling my black suitcase around me, I try to brush off the nagging feeling that something isn't right here. Maybe it's just my imagination running wild after a long day of traveling. Or perhaps it's the stories I've heard about the haunted history of this place.
Taking a deep breath, I summon the courage to explore further. Determined not to let fear get the best of me, I push through the ancient wooden double doors and step out into the moonlit courtyard. The soft glow of the moon casts an ethereal light over the overgrown garden, but instead of beauty, it accentuates a sense of abandonment.
As I walk along the cracked stone pathway, a chilling breeze sends a whisper through the trees, their branches creaking with an otherworldly presence. The hairs on the back of my neck stand on end, but I refuse to let fear paralyze me.
Reaching the end of the garden, I find myself at the entrance of the hotel. The imposing wooden doors stand tall, their peeling paint bearing witness to the passage of time. Taking a moment to gather my thoughts, I steel myself for the unknown that lies beyond those doors.
With a shaky hand, I grasp the cold brass handle and slowly pull the door open. The creaking sound fills the silence, echoing through the empty corridors as if awakening the spirits that linger within. I step into the dimly lit hallway, my footsteps echoing against the faded wallpaper.
Each step I take is cautious, my gaze scanning the surroundings for any sign of a supernatural presence. The air feels heavy, as if each breath I take is laced with the whispers of those who have come before me. But I continue forward, my curiosity driving me to explore every nook and cranny of this haunted hotel.
As I make my way through the labyrinthine corridors, I come across a room with the door slightly ajar. A flicker of curiosity ignites within me, urging me to investigate further. Swallowing my fear, I push the door open, revealing a room frozen in time.
The furniture is covered in a thick layer of dust, cobwebs spanning across the corners of the room. The remnants of a forgotten existence linger in the air, a melancholic reminder of what once was. A chill runs down my spine, but I am inexplicably drawn to this forgotten space.
With each step I take, the floorboards creak beneath my weight, as if the spirits of the past awaken at my presence. My senses heighten, and as I reach the center of the room, I feel a sudden shift in the energy around me.
A surge of power courses through my veins, as if an ancient force recognizes my presence in this long-forgotten place. It is a feeling I cannot quite grasp, a mixture of fear and fascination that spurs me forward.
I carried the black suitcase back to the entrance of the hotel, ready to move on to my next destination. I took one final look at the night sky, feeling a sense of peace and gratitude after surviving the horrific events that had unfolded that night. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, preparing myself for whatever might come next.
As i closed the door, a sense of tranquility washed over me. I knew i needed to replenish my energy after that intense encounter. With a deep breath, i closed my eyes, focusing on harnessing the power within.
Beneath my feet, the ground began to tremble, responding to my inner energy. A vibrant green circle of light materialized, radiating beneath me. Within this circle, small numbers began to rapidly spin, forming a mesmerizing ring of numerical patterns.
As I continued to center myself, my body became weightless, almost ethereal. A gentle gust of white wind encircled me, amplifying the feeling of serenity. It was as if the very essence of my being was being renewed and revitalized.
Meanwhile, the Casting Assistant Device (C.A.D) i held in my hand began to pulsate with an intense luminosity. Within seconds, as if fueled by the surrounding energies, it reached full charge. The rectangular barrel of the device seemed to absorb the incoming light, while the revolver-like structures were adorned with spinning numbers, creating a mesmerizing spectacle.
Inside my mind's eye, I could perceive an intricate dance of numbers, swirling and shifting around me. They seemed to form a complex architecture, akin to a vast hotel suspended in my consciousness. The rapid succession of spinning numbers hinted at the sheer magnitude of my inner power. I pictured the object i wanted to restore, visualizing its form in exquisite detail.
With each passing moment, the energy continued to surge, intermingling with the numerical patterns. I knew that this was a crucial moment, a period of intense focus and preparation. I allowed the rhythmic dance of numbers to guide me, harmonizing my inner strength and aligning myself with the imminent challenges that lay ahead.
As the numbers spun around me in a symphony of energy, I opened his eyes. Resolute and ready, i looked up, armed with both the physical prowess and the formidable power of my own spirit.
"RESTORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
With a flick of his wrist, I channeled my energy into the revolver-like C.A.D, triggering a release of immense force. A blinding beam shoots towards the ceiling, a luminous explosion of power cascading into the heavens.
The city becomes bathed in brilliant light, the sound of the gunshot mingling with the echoes of my command. The people who witness this spectacle feel a sense of awe and wonder, their fear momentarily forgotten as they gaze upon my tremendous display of power.
From the epicenter of the blast, a wave of energy emanates outward, engulfing the damaged structures, the streets, and the very essence of the city itself. It is as if the touch of my power brings life back to the lifeless, hope to the hopeless.
In an instant, cracks in buildings are mended, debris reforms into solid structures, and nature takes back its rightful place. The scars of battle fade away, replaced with a vibrant, thriving city that once again stands tall, resilient against the trials it has faced.
The hotel that was once haunted is now restored to its former glory, as if nothing had ever happened, as pure and clean as if it had just been built. I looked around in amazement at the transformation.
I stood there, looking at the newly restored hotel, feeling a sense of accomplishment wash over me. I stretched my body and yawned, feeling the tiredness from the night's events finally catching up to me. I decided to sit down on the bench next to me, feeling my eyes slowly closing as i fell asleep. I knew that I had done my job, and now it was time to rest and recharge for whatever comes knocking.
End of POV