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Prologue

Prologue

A boy, 17 years old boy, drinking his iced coffee. He wears a gray T-shirt, a dark gray jacket, black trousers, black eyeglasses, and a pair of black school shoes. He's a supervisor.

On his right, is another boy, the same age as him. He lays his head on the table, exhausted. He wears a cyan T-shirt, a blue jacket, gray purple-ish trousers, a pair of black school shoes, and a white face mask. He's a director.

On the left of the supervisor boy, is a person, male, 17 years old. He wears a gray T-shirt (just like the supervisor boy), a dark gray jacket, black trousers, a pair of black school shoes, and a dark gray beanie. He's a chief and an assassin.

Beside the director, is a 17 year old boy. He wears a black T-shirt, a green jacket, dark blue purple-ish trousers, a pair of black school shoes, black eyeglasses, and a green bandana. He's a technician.

The chief looks at his left side, gazing at the exhausted troublemaker, a 16 year old child. Yes, a child, they say. He wears a white T-shirt, an orange jacket, dark gray trousers, a pair of black school shoes, a hat (which he rotates 180 degrees), and a scarf. He's a troublemaker, complete with an experience with demolitions. Also, he's a chief.

*Sigh* "You know what? This meeting is dismissed. All of us are tired" Says the director.

*Sips* "Agree" The assassin said.

The troublemaker suddenly stands up, T-posing, then disappears.

Surprised, the technician comments. "Where the f*ck did he go??"

"Probably to his room, trying to get a market gardener kill" The supervisor replies.

The director stands up and walks to the door. "Yeah, i'm done. Bye guys" *Waves tiredly*

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"See ya"

"Bye" Both the supervisor and the technician reply.

"Alright then, i'm gonna go back to my room" The technician said.

"I'm gonna go to the station, taking the train to visit Person" Says the supervisor.

Both of them turns their head to the seat where the assassin sits down. But he's nowhere to be found.

"I guess the boredom he gets is unbearable" A comment from the technician.

"Yup. See ya later"

"You too"

With that, the meeting room is empty.

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The supervisor walks through the street, making his way to the train station.

He looks around, watching activities going on around him.

He smiled, knowing that this city was magical. Ethereal, he likes this city, in The Hub.

Seeing those characters from anime, games, and movies, living a normal life. Glad their clones keep their story running smoothly based on their storyline, like usual.

They all looked happy. Technically, only a few of them are not happy, not smiling.

They all live like normal people. It's heartwarming, for him and his friends.

The government of this city is a bit corrupted, however. But it hasn't reached the point where corruption is a normal thing. The corruption does little damage to society. So small, that not many people care about it.

That can be fixed later. Now, he's walking to a nearby food shop, buying some snacks.

The meeting he attended earlier happened because of an organization that acts like a cult, the MPS Society.

They (The supervisor and the people in the meeting earlier) themselves are third-party group leaders, whose leading in their respective fields.

He arrived at the station, now eating the food he bought earlier, sitting on a bench.

He's going to visit a friend, on a platform. Well, digital platform. The friend he's visiting is a member of S.A.R., short for Special Area Representative.

He mentioned this earlier to the technician.

The train arrives. He throws the trash he made into a trash bin, and enters the train.

After taking a seat, he calls the technician. He got a reason to call him.

?: "Jide, you there?"

Jide: "In my room. What is it?"

?: "I see something weird. I'm currently seeing a table fading in and out, is this a new travel transition?"

Jide: "What? Hold on, let me check" *Click clack, klak klak klak klak*

The seat around him starts to fade out slowly.

He tries to break the train window but fails. Something prevented the window from breaking.

?: "The windows won't break. There's something wrong here"

Jide: "Uhm... Ah! There it is. Crap"

?: *Startled* "What is it?"

Jide: "Coordinate collision. This one is brand new"

His feet are starting to fade.

"Jide, you better open the train door"

"I can't! The only one that bugs out is you!"

"What?"

His body began to vanish.

"AWW SHI-" *Disappears*

"Nolff? Nolff? Frick, he's gone"

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