A day had passed sihe mysterious green gate appeared in the middle of Tokyo. Doctors and stists struggled to uand why it materialized there or urpose it served.

  Two gover agents walk into the secure hospital room of Endo Toyotomi, a patient at Tokyo tral Hospital. The room was empty except for the hospital bed and a heartbeat monitor. No windows, only the blinding white lights and the persistent smell of a sanitised room.

  On the bed, Endo Toyotomi y. Seemingly at peace despite yesterday’s unworldly experiehe hospital gown pales his skin as he lies motionless on the bed. The two agents stared down at him with aionless expression, waiting for him to respond.

  The first agent spoke, "I am Agent Mori, and this is my partner, Agent Ota. We have some questions for you." Agent Mori; a tall, lean man in his mid-thirties with an angur fad thin lips that almost blend with his pale skin. More like a librarian with thin gsses than a.

  His partner, oher hand, is the plete opposite in parison. Agent Ota, a tall and lean man, is a walking stereotype of a; he has dark suhat cover his eyes, wears a long bck trench coat, and sports a military buzz cut.

  Endo stared bnkly and nodded ever so slightly. Agent Mori pulled out a notepad and a pencil, taking a seat o the bed. Agent Ota stood and observed from the foot of the bed.

  "So, your name is Endo Toyotomi? you ret what happened?" Endo tiaring bnkly at the agents. His silenhem.

  Agent Mori cleared his throat and tinued, "Endo, please answer our questions. It is important for us to uand what happened."

  Once more, Endo remained silent. Agent Mori sighed before his parteps forward, "Do you know why you're here?" Endo turowards Agent Ota and slowly nodded again.

  "Endo, you speak to us, or is there a reason you are remaining silent?"

  "...I speak; you are simply asking the wrong questions, gentlemen," Endo spoke in a calm, gentle voice. The agents look at each other, "What do you mean?" Agent Ota asked, a hint of annoyance creeping into his tone.

  "The information you seek is not the same as the answers you need." Agent Mori sighed once more, taking off his gsses and ping the bridge of his rying to stave off the ining headache. "Please, enlighten us with what we o know."

  "If you insist," Endo said with a smile. "...The gate ened, and I received a gift from them; I was given the gift of knowledge and great responsibility." He calmly respohe agents shared anhis time fused.

  "Who is them?" Agent Mori asked, regaining his posure. "I ot say, they are of no to you." Endo said dismissively. "What is the gift then?" Ota asked impatiently.

  Endo’s smile grew wider, finally they were getting somewhere.

  "The gates. They are the gifts, hundreds if not thousands of them, scattered across the world, all taining different wifts, as. Each gate holds a different purpose; some tain civilizations of unimaginable power, others vast wealth and riches. And so much more." Endo finished with a knowing grin.

  Agent Mori, in disbelief, took a moment before responding, "How you be so sure of this? What do you know about these gates? Are they a threat to us?"

  Endo paused for a moment before speaking, "They are our salvation. These gates hold incredible potential for humanity, and I have been blessed with the knowledge to uand their power."

  Endo paused again, seemingly lost in thought. The agents remain silent, waiting for him to tinue.

  "Oh, and why should you be the 'chosen one'?" Ota's voice filled with enmity. He didn't like Endo's vague answers or the way he seemed to know more than them. He also had the most annoying habit of smiling as if he knew something they didn't.

  Endo sighed and shook his head, "Wrong question, Agent Ota; when given such a gift, we do not question it; t it graciously." Ota's eyes narrow as Endo tinues. "And I assure you, I am not the chosen one. My role is to guide and provide knowledge."

  Agent Mori raised an eyebrow, "What kind of knowledge?"

  Endo's smile at its peak now, "All the knowledge. I uand how the gates work, what each eans, and ower they hold."

  "So, they're a threat," Ota said with a grimace. "No, Agent Ota; they are a blessing."

  Ota huffs, turning away from Endo. Endo watched him for a moment before turning back to Agent Mori.

  "In the ing days portals will sloear across the globe, leading to unimagireasures and dangers. These portals represent the step in human development."

  Agent Mori, leaning forward, "Endo, are the portals safe? How do we know what's inside isn't dangerous?"

  Endo kept his grin, but there is no warmth in his eyes, "It depends on the colour of the gate; each colour represents a different danger level.

  Green gates are retively safe and will lead to valuable resources such as food, water, and even other civilizations may reside within.

  Blue gates are the most on gates with some danger and many resources.

  Amber gates are more dangerous, but they reater rewards for those who plete them.

  Red gates are the most dangerous and taireme dangers, requiring more mao plete. However, the rewards are equally as great for those braves enough to explore them."

  Agent Ota returned his gaze to Endo, "That's something straight out of a video game or manga!" He scoffed. Endo remained silent for a moment before replying, "Yes, simple to uand and easily applied. Everyone uand it, even those who are slower." Endo g Agent Ota.

  "What's that supposed to mean? Thank God we're in a hospital cause I'm about too-" "Agent Ota, please calm down. We o focus oter at hand," Agent Mori interrupted, giving him a stern look.

  Agent Ota scowled and looked away, "Yes, sir."

  "I failed to mention, there are twates; these gates represent something greater thahers."

  Endo tinued. "White gates tain higher beings ods who bestow blessings and abilities that ge your very humanity. These gates are exceedingly rare and are too be treated with the utmost respect."

  Agent Mori leaned forward in anticipation, "What about the st gate?"

  "Bck gates, an omen of destru If oo appear for a prolonged period, it would sigimes. These gates are a sign that humanity is doomed." Endo responded grimly.

  The agents fell silent, processing the information.

  After a moment, Endo tinued, "However, one could argue it's the most on portal as it appears ever so briefly once you die." Endo smiled again breaking the tension in the room. "But let us pray we never have to deal with su apocalyptic sario."

  Agent Mori nodded, "So what do we do?" Endo sat up in bed, his eyes bzing with passion, "We embrace this new world, we explore, we guide and teach others. We bee the leader’s humanity needs us to be."

  "We?" Ota asked sceptically.

  Endo nodded, "Yes, we. You, me, Agent Mori, everyohis is a moal event, and a prophet will lead his faithful." Endo outstretched both his hands towards the men.

  "What are you doing!" Agent Ota demanded, reag for his gun. Endo's smile grew wider, "Give me your hands, my disciples. I will show you the way."

  Endo's hand glowed brightly, the light swirling around his fingers like liquid silver.

  "Grab my hands." He insisted, his voice both anding and soothing. Ota's heart pounded as he took a step back, his hand instinctively reag for his gun. "No way! Stay away from me!" Agent Ota yelled.

  Agent Mori sat up, "I will do it." Endo smiled, "Good," Agent Mrabbed hold.

  A white glow enveloped Mori. His body vulses violently as the light travels throughout his body. He grunted in pain as it reaches his head, causing his eyes to roll bato his skull before passing out.

  Endo rexed as the body fell. "You see now?" motioning towards Ota. Ota glowered at his partner, shaking with fear.

  "What did you do to him, Endo?" Endo ughed, "I granted him sight, the uanding, the future, our future." Agent Ota pulls out his gun, "FUCK YOU ENDO!" Agent Ota cried, ready to pull the trigger.

  Agent Mori rose from the floor; eyes turned a pure white. Agent Ota turowards Agent Mori, "Mori? what the fuck, what happeo your eyes?"

  Agent Mori raised his hand, "It's okay, Ota, he speaks the truth. Grab his hand, brother; the prophet will show you the future," Agent Mori said in a calm, monotone voice.

  Ota looked at Agent Mori, then back at Endo, gun still aimed at him. "What the fuck are you talking about, Mori!" Agent Mori smiled with a vat expression, "Trust me, brother, It's all so clear now." Agent Ota hesitated for a moment, looking at Agent Mori before l his gun.

  "Ok," Agent Ota sighed, taking a tentative step forward.

  Agent Ota reached for Endo's hand. His fingers brushed Endo's palm. A white glow enveloped Ota. His body vulsed violently as the light traveled throughout his body. He grunted in pain as it reached his head, causing his eyes to roll bato his skull before passing out.

  Mori bowed before Endo "Thank you for the vision, prophet." Endo smiled, "Let us begin our mission to lead mankind. We have a lot of work to do."

  Agent Mori nodded as Agent Ota lifted himself. His eyes now pure white orbs, like Mori. "I see it, the future. It's all so clear now." He speaks with awe.

  "Let's begin."