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  Rumble, a shake, perhaps ahquake, everything shook violently. A void covered all in a thiket, immovable and heavy. Unknown pressure crushed inward threatening bone and muscle alike. From every dire, the world leapt into the air. It heaved like a wave, fluid and rippling, yet unnatural.

  Earthquakes were a far too on experience for him. Each shake felt distant and close at the same time, as though separated from his body. Could it have been an out of body experienbsp; Did his soul escape with a partial tether attached to his mortal coil?

  The earthquake bounced him.

  Bounced?

  ‘Bounce isn’t the right verb in this text…’ The supposed shaking came from two other small bodies boung on his bed. “Alright you two, I’m awake.” Fairly promptly the boung ceased, though he felt their sudden movement closer to him. Just before they sidered maybe jumping more, he sprung up with a pyful roar to a well pnned and clearly masterfully executed scare.

  “M!” chirped Ken, stone cold iion, but still beaming with energy only a ten year old could still manage.

  Without a verbal rea of his own, Jun cpped to provide that as his m greeting. A slight bnk vat stare came from the you brother, but still mao share something close to Ken’s energy behind his soft blue eyes. Jun came off more like an explosion taiightly in a high energy shield, safe and not esg, but no less full of vigor.

  “Already used to that, huh?” Such a poor receptio him sweating a little as they tried to bore holes into him with their er eyes. “I think I hear Momo calling. Let her know I’m awake, okay you two?”

  “OK! Let’s go tell sis we did a good job!” Ken took Jun’s hand and guided him off the bed. It only took one foot on the ground before they sprinted like rival mechs down a city street to exit his room. The staanga and light novels buildings to be dodged, hopefully.

  Stretg out his hand to the esg two, his mouth barely opened for a warning before it was already too te. They grazed a couple of already poorly stacked books he door. Slowly falling with them, it made for a fairly dramatic se as the door threateheir exit strategy. The two young siblings squeezed through the closing door in time for the movie climax finish ahe room in a bit more of a mess.

  Chapter 1 - Stained Sand

  After breakfast and m routines, he stopped by a small memorial shrine. Within the small simple wood box frame were two frame portraits of an adult man and woman smiling. Closing his eyes, he pressed his hands together giving silent m greetings to the two. For but a moment, the stant light positive smile lowered from his lips, repainted in a thin pinched line.

  Ready, he walked out of their house on the er, a modest sized four bedroom two story modern Japanese home. Brush strokes of sun drew down through the few trees that still remained within the urban crete jungle of metropolitan Japan. A quick jog past the well worn potted pnts and simple flowers of their small front property sent him on his way to school.

  A light hum escaped his lips as he walked with a small boun his step, a school bag slung over his shoulder hung in pce by three fingers. Cool winds blew through his not quite shoulder length hair pulling his gaze up to the clear blue skies painted soft gradients down to the skyline of downtown. It would have felt more like spring with pink blossoms raining down like a star shower spttered over the azure vas, but he lived with the imperfect view.

  Behind him, a distant voice called to him. Their familiar voice cleared up his dream fog. “Yuki! Wait up!” He turned around to find two female cssmates and childhood friends approag at a brisk pace.

  “Ayumi! You’re doing well keeping up with Saki.”

  A rough smile stretched over her cheeks as the sweat mao stay hidden by her long tan toned hair. She paused a couple meters from Yuki, slightly bent over attempting to keep her ck of exercise from his sights. Slowly rec herself, she straightened back up letting her hime style hair fall on her shoulders. Small crochet lotus blossom hair pins tied the strains of hair in front of her to each side kept out of her sight.

  “Sorry, we’re te!”

  “No, that’s alright, Saki. I guess I got lost in thought and just started walking.”

  Saki suddenly stretched out her hand grabbing at something on his head. “And through trees apparently,” she remarked, giving him a sakura pedal.

  “Huh? But there’s no sakura trees around here.” Double cheg the neighborhood of his childhood, his memory didn’t lie to him. “Weird…I wonder where it came from…”

  “Just keep your feet firmly on the ground for the rest of the walk.”

  Reag school, Yuki separated from his friends. He took an outside path towards the back of the school grounds. Just ahead of him, past the sports fields, stood the library. But before he could take aep, his feet became sluggish. “Huh?”

  Yuki noticed sand covered everything in front of him. Turning around, he looked at the surroundings and the distanbsp; The sand rose up in mounds like dunes, it nearly looked like a painting being so picturesque. However, a cold creepiion ebbed through the air. ‘I know this feeling…someone’s watg…they’re looking for blood…it’s so thi the air…’ He swallowed slowly, the weight of the air strig his throat.

  ‘This isn’t normal…’ Stating the obvious. ‘Shut up, narrator…’

  Yuki backed away to where the sand ended. The trast of sand to grass came sharply. It looked as if an invisible der held it up. “The hell? I really wish things would start making sense soon. It’s starting to feel like a really eborate prank.”

  “You’re not the only one…” A bored slightly deeper voice came from above him and back towards the sand. The sand suddenly moved, no revealed more of itself. It was as if two worlds overpped and the circle exposed one. Worse for him, the sand swallowed up his legs.

  An unknown man stepped down out of the sky about three meters above him. Yuki didn’t even know where to start. The fact that a man somehow walked on air like it was stairs. Or perhaps, they weren’t Japanese, but instead Ameri and not even in style for them. It felt like they walked out of a fantasy novel wearing white robes draped over his body. And they spoke perfect Japanese as if a native.

  The stranger nded on the sand finally and stared down at the trapped Yuki. “I could’ve killed you a dozen times over at this point watg you fil about.”

  ‘Kill? Why?!’

  “For someone supposedly so gifted, I had hoped you were just hiding your abilities secreted away here in Japan. But this has been quite the disappoi. I guess that’s why I was sent, rather insulting if you think about it.”

  Pulling on his leg, Yuki felt it give a little, but it would take more than he feared the talkative man po allow. ‘I’ve got to keep him talking…I o escape…’ Yuki roughed up his hair a little, putting on an embarrassed fake smile for the man. “I tend to have that effe people.”

  “Don’t have a very high opinion of yourself.”

  “What I say? I’m a high school student.”

  “For a student, you’re pretty calm.”

  Twisting and nudging, a little of his leg freed up. “Not the first time for me. Well this specific situation, this is very much a first time. Like who goes around seeing sand appearing on a daily basis? Besides you.”

  “Besides me.”

  “Yeah you get it.”

  “I do. Also you drop the pretense. Just get yourself free already, I’m tired of waiting.”

  “You’re an honorable one.”

  “Call it a code.”

  “I respect that.” No longer keeping it subtle, Yuki k down and grabbed his leg pulling out of the weight and su of the sand. The impatient stare from the stranger rushed him a little. Ohe sand gave up his legs, the ruined puro his mind. ‘There’s no esg this guy. Who is he?’

  Yuki straightened himself out trying to figure out any options for himself. “Before you start with the killing. Anything more crete you want to impart to me?”

  “That’s not how this works.”

  “Yea, figured as mubsp; If you were actually a book vilin, I’d have your whole pn and motivation at this point. I don’t even know why you’re attag me, besides being an order.”

  “Last ce to actually put in some effort.”

  “Oh trust me, I put in the effort!” He rubbed his hands together to paint a brave front. ‘I say to a guy that I watched walk on air and I’m guessing create this sand and pletely upend my cept of what reality is!’ Panic soaked through his bones. Thankfully, he still felt he could move.

  What did he have to prepare for?

  Suddenly, the sand rose up he stranger’s right foot. A mound became a pilr and stretched up to his haing sand. The moment he grasped it, the sand crystalized and hardened being a metal sword. It had simple artistry with just a couple of emeralds embedded in the hilt, an otherwise funal bde.

  Yuki took a step back having thought he prepared himself for anything and still came out surprised. ‘How is any of this w?!’ He frantically looked around for anything that might work for defense, but sand covered everything. “I thought we were having a fist fight!”

  “I’m ending this, since you’re not willing to be serious.”

  “Serious how? You made a sword out of sand and walked on air, what fantasy do you even e from?!”

  “Enough talk!” The stranger dashed forward c the short distah grad speed. Yuki only had a moment to react with anything before the sword would be in striking distanbsp; Still holding onto some sand from when he pulled his legs free, he tossed it into the air at the charging stranger.

  Blood sprayed through the air and paihe sun soaked sand crimson arbsp; To his surprise, nearly the moment that he released the sand it all just disappeared. With his hand out in reach, the sword’s bde found his fingers and stole half of three of them. Screaming flooded through his arm and around his body in a way he had never experienced. “Shit!”

  Yuki ched his fist tightly in an attempt to staunch the bleeding. He k down, biting back the pain. ‘This is all real!’ It seemed obvious, but part of him still hoped for a dream or prank. He forced his eyes back open after blinking tightly. His teeth ground together pushing himself to focus.

  “You really didn’t think I had a Law for that?”

  Catg sight of the faking aep towards him, Yuki braced his hand on the sand and kicked out his leg in a rge sweep. The surprise strike bought him enough time to get distand with any luck escape. F himself to his feet, Yuki sprio the edge of the sand as he remembered it.

  “You’re not escape!” groahe man with a spear in hand already moving to throw it.

  He pushed for the border as he tilted his head babsp; In a tight window, Yuki tur the edge while the spear flew through the air. Leaning back just enough, he lifted up his hand in weak defense as the spear vanished nearly upon hitting his bloody palm.

  “Tbsp; Luck seems to be your only on.” While Yuki looked to exercise his options, the fner ged the situation once more. The previously well defined border expanded out revealing ever more sand. “If you’re not going to fight back, I don’t o keep a tight rein on things.” Eyes narrowed and sword in hand, he bore murderous i.

  Frustration and disappoi dropped like weights on his babsp; “Sort of figured that might happen…dammit…” With the added sand, it showed further dunes pletely blog out his view of the field behind him. A straight path closed off.

  A pair of voices suddenly crept into his ear. He turned, worried his attacker had some other trick up his sleeve. The answer became much worse. Two students unknowingly stepped into the man’s territory.

  “What the hell is all this?”

  “Is that Hayashi?”

  “Don’t look away from me!” The fner charged at a distracted Yuki. Uh Yuki, the sand did nothing to slow or hamper his steps as though he ran over a hill rather than a dune.

  “Run now! Get away from here!” His back turo shield them as the sword came humming through the air. Yuki didn’t eveo push them away before the bde pierced through his shoulder.

  Shocked expressions gripped tightly the two unfortuudents. Blood spttered over half of their faces. Screams of horror escaped as they fell babsp; They stared up at Yuki not even seeing the whole picture.

  Yuki coughed as pain washed over his body. Blood painted over his cheek. “...run…” Sweat started to soak through his undershirt along with blood. ‘I’m really going to die!’ Numbness in his mind dripped slowly down with eerie foreboding.

  When the sword pulled out Yuki twisted around as his legs folded. He barely caught himself from pletely lying prone. The unknown attacker stood over him with the sword poiraight at his face.

  New blood sprayed over Yuki’s face with surprise carved into his eyes. Seds peeled away as he realized it didn’t e from himself. The attacker dropped his sword as the entire sand enviro scattered inte motes of light. F himself to focus, he caught a glimpse of the one behind the man. “Ayumi!? Why…”