REVOLUTIONARY ARC 2: Let's go...AYANOKOJI'S POV: You know what? Sometimes I ask myself whether it is really worth it, keeping up with being a polar version of the hurt in this world... or should I be the mirror of their evil, to survive longer? ***14 YEARS AGO, AUTUMN HEAVEN HIGH SCHOOL. "Pick up after yourselves kids, and don't be late." A female voice chimed. Within a huge exposed stony bricked flooring, beneath the morning sunshine, a mob of boys and girls, in brown sleek robes and orange colours strode down. Chattering noises and laughter. Among them was a tall, athletic, jawlined and fair-skinned guy. His short curly hair. Those narrowed Asian eyes. Loud cackling sounds. The male turned back. He faced a chubby Caucasian one. He in the same earth-toned clothes, as he and the other people.The fat one shook his head. "Ayanokoji, is it...? Or maybe it's because your whiney ass moooommy thought it was a cooler idea than your dad's to name you after-." "I'm gonna make you pay

14 YEARS AGO, WORLD 2. “So my son, Yamato, actually traps me like this?” A male voice. “Could it get any more dastardly than this?”“Well what do you think, Rook?” A female one came.He, Rook, and a short chocolate toned mesomorph woman in a blue robe, stood beside each other on a stony mountain. The bright morning sun and cool breeze.The bare blue skies. Rook faced his partner. “Faith, do you know any way we can use to actually escape this place?”“That’ll have to be up to you sir… hopefully going to actually patch up with Yamato and tell him how you can actually make do with all the huss and fuss about how to run a kingdom with standards.”“Call me Netero from now on, if you may.” The man’s wry nervous smile. “And also, Yamato means no good, as far as he’s going to simply wipe out all my efforts for order, and wipe out my predominantly genesis race.”“Nobody cares, really.” Faith glared at him.She made fists. Oh no. “Yamato knows exactly what he is doing, keeping you and queen Pr

YESTERDAY. “Why didn’t someone warn me about this… ‘Sergeant Bee’ earlier?” A male voice.Within a medium sized red concrete walled and cold dimly candle lit room, Rook strolled up and down the place. In there, a tall and muscular ebony man with dreadlocks draped in black long robes. He rested with his back on a wall, facing Rook.His focused stare. A stiffened chuckle, and a smile followed. Oh dear.He stood straight, walking to the other guy’s front. “It’s because he wants you not to miss out on a chance of losing, master.” The speaker’s palm out. “Didn’t you see, oh yeah… well, Sergeant has actually carried the strength of this series so far, that he actually threatened Yamato’s life, ‘your own son’!”Rook froze, he turned back. Gazing at the other man.His minute gape. “He what?!”“You think he just became amputated out of nothing…? Well technically, it seems like he did so, but let's go out there and get to work.” The dark-skinned pointed. “Judging from your Aerial Vision, Mae

“Wait, what the heck are we doing here?” A female voice.Amidst a wide polished diorite walled bright rectangular room, with matching pillars around, Xeno and Mary stood side by side. The man faced his partner.A wry grin he made. “We’re gonna have to use this portal to go to a new world, to stop the time problem I discussed earlier.”“Wait, are you crazy?” Mary’s finger on her head. “I told you, it’s dangerous here, because it might cause problems, and…”“Give it a chill already, sis.” Xeno waved. “Besides, it’s here that will actually be our answers to something bigger… Do you even know why Colonel and Croft once fought years ago?”Mary’s brows up. “It literally has to do with this fight, right?”“Yes, it does, and it’s serious.” Xeno’s frown. “Lara, Croft’s wife actually plans to band with one of The Dragons of The Aether Dimension, to cease continuity of growth in today’s world, because unfortunately, it’s payback for her race, where we are extinct in the past.”“Okay, but what do

JASON'S POV: I never really felt the urge to be a really big hero, I can't lie... but sometimes, I also ask myself... What's it like when the one person meant to be great and standing tall, which is I, stops being afloat... What's the best solution to share power? ***THE AZURE TAPESTRY. "We have finally made it, sheesh." A male scream. Within a wide, bright, warm and lantern lit deep slate bricks walled corridor, cracks and vines generously coated everywhere. Footsteps dropped, with thick leather iron-buckled boots.Advancing up them, they revealed as Jason's and Rusty's. As they walked, the gripped diamond swords high. Their glistening shine. Soon, huge thumping sounds came. Those from afar. Steady massive growling. A gigantic roughly textured cobalt muscular beast, with a horde of wrinkles covering it, coupled with sky blue rocky glowing stones studded on it. It size like a bull's. Minimally exposed rib-cage, from the chest. Blue light exposed from those openings. Those wide