You are Takai Takahiro.
Those are the first words he heard as he opened his eyes, floating in the black abyss.
You are 23, and you are going to apply for I-SEC. You have a sister named zen.
“H-Huh…?”
You live in a house in the outskirts of town and you are good with weaponry and machinery. You are gifted with the Soul of Compassion.
“W-WHA- ACKKK-”
Enjoy the world, my lotus.
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GASP.
Takai shot up in bad, glancing around his room very quickly. W-what was that? A dream? Something else? What?!
A tingly sensation is now bursting through the little sprouts fingertips, as he stares at his ceiling, waiting for the motivation, or for his parents, or his sister, or brother, or someone to wake him up. To assure him ‘It was just a dream! The gods are dead. You aren’t a ‘little sprout’. Now come downstairs and eat breakfast!’
Sure enough, the door opened, and a short, pale, orange haired girl stepped through.
“T-Takai…? Mother and Father want you to e-eat breakfast.”
“...I’ll be right there, zen.”
Takai sat up, his long dark red hair dragging slightly behind him, before being put in a higher ponytail, so as not to get caught in his brown, leather jacket. Stepping into his black cargo pants, he walks downstairs hesitantly.
“There he is. Glad to see you awake. You have a letter”, His mother said, a kind, loving tone in her voice.
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His father glanced at him, with a proud look in his eyes.
He ate breakfast, before being swiftly walked to the shuttle pad, ready to start his new life.
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You are Eden Yumegiri.
"........"
You are 21 and skilled with Magic and the art of the scythe. You are gifted with the soul of transcendence .
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Enjoy the world, my dearest Wisteria.
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Eden slowly awoke, staring through the windows of her families mansion, waiting for the sun to begin arising over the cloud, with heavy, dull eyes.
"Wis...teria....?"
Slow blink, staring at the bright night sky.
"...How curious..."
She slowly arose and grabbed her scythe, adorned with various crystals.
"................."
She blinked as she began walking off towards town, shrugging any dullness off, and instead igniting a shine in their eyes as they put on one of their fake personas, on their way to the I-SEC launch pad, to be there earlier than the other appliers of Milmor.
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