Chapitre 1: A1
From the poorest of poor and the weakest of the weak, climbing the steps for benefiting his own.
Born on december 13th, year 2003.
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(time: 2021, May 25th)
A thin looking eighteen year old student in school uniform walks behind an abandoned building at the corner of a public school.
moments later, a band of armed delinquent comes close the student, some carrying sticks and bats.
"HEY REV!" the one in the middle front of the delinquents shouted to the student. he wore a black uniform pairing from bottom to top, and a golden chain hangging from his neck.
The thin looking student snaps both of his fingers and his outfit tore itself apparr and disappears in to thing air as if it never existed in the first place, just to be replace by a pitch black cloak and a pair of black pants.
He reached both of his hands up inside he's coat, as if looking for something. On the other side, the student suddenly disappears heading behind the crowd.
"Hey Ligma... You looking for trouble again?" he pulls out both of his hand performing a cross draw, suddenly a Snowy Blue automatic pistols in his left and a Dark Blue custom Cicada Baretta was revealed, arming himself for medium, ranged, and artillery distance combat...
The group of delinquent students earlier panicked, dropping their "weapons" and moved to the side. One of the student's who didn't react fast enough accidentally left his shoe and nearly trips on his way...
The students give way to a person, from behind as if giving way to some royalty, revealing the student in the black school uniform.
Ligma, one of the school's supposedly leader of the students reveals himself from his acts of hiding from earlier.
"Chill 'Code Name Revenant'," he raises his hand as if presenting a surrender, while tugging on his necklace. "I'm here on official orders." Wearing a student's uniform, Ligma snaps, replacing his Uniform with an armor looking equipment.
Ligma pushes a button from his battle suit and releases a relaxing aura between the students and the 'supposedly' 'Revenant', encouraging the students to go back to they're threatening formation from earlier
the revenant goes back to looking at his cloak, pulls out a peice of paper, and reaveals an official looking document.
"Sorry mister, according to this and only this paper," he unfolds the paper as if revealing something holy, exposing it's contents to the band of 'delinquents' shocking them in the process.
some of them lower the armament that they posses, immediately returning to it's original state the moment it made contact, revealing what actually was of swords and of daggers disguised as sticks and bats...
"As I was saying, this paper given DIRECTLY by your superior, AKA, the student president," he shoots a taunting look to Ligma as if mocking him for some stupdendous of an act.
"I am excused to adventurer jobs for a week, meaning I can laze around for supposedly 3 days without getting kicked out of the school." Ligma tenses up, causing the athmosphere he summoned to go with his emotional swing.
"The Code Name, ArkHalis, AKA the student student president, pulls this order back due to emergencies that we are unable to discuss with." Ligma pauses for awhile and eyeballs the rest of the 'delinquents', referring to them.
"I will not Imply." The band of 'delinquents tenses up more. suddenly ardent releases more of his aura, spreading anger throughout the band.
"Sorry, Code Name, Revenant, can you repeat your SERIOUS ANSWER to the summon?!" shouted Ligma as if insulted by his reply.
"I REFUSE THEE SUMMON FROM THE STUDENT LEADERS!" Replied the 'Revenant in a louder voice, catching the attention of those outside the school.
"Code Name Revenant, Refusing shall remove your rights to both your school Identification card and your Guild Badge. Do you wish to continue?" say's Ligma in a mocking tone as if he's currently in control of the situations. in the process, he pulls back all the aura he released, making him unreadable of his' emotions.
Reverent Mystic, past Code Named as Reverent grips the stock of his sniper rifle as if trying to squeeze out for a reply from it.
he grins as if mocking the one speaking to him.
"yes."
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Mianna_Stephan
Mianna_Stephan It's not my first time writing but it's been a long time since I last wrote a story and I'm not even that good of a writer. Go easy on me will ya'?
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