As the #2 stood, watching Touma and his cohorts leaving the restaurant. His mind began to wander back to the particular day it all began.

David Haller, the self-publicized #2 Esper could never forget that day, rather it would remain in his memory till the very second he takes his last breathe.

After all… It was on that day.

He died for an unknown number of times.

…-…-…-…-…-...

The planets in the baby universe obliterated, stars exploded into supernovas and blackholes, collapsing on itself as its creator decided not to support its existence anymore. With a loud crack, the nigh-omnipotent architect shattered the pocket reality, while both he and his companion returned to the main world.

"Wow~"

"Uhuh, keep it coming."

The preening voice said to the one who stood still with mouth wide open. They were in an exquisite suite, one fit for rich hedonists, or even ornate Executives. But the one who spoke with an awe filled voice knew that the boy beside him was really deserving of the room.

Especially if what he saw was true… No. his hands couldn't negate anything in there so it was real.

But still…

"David-kun, was that actually a real universe?"

The boy with strangely shot-up hair and multi-colored eyes, grinned as he went to the terrace from which he sat at a deluxe-looking seat which provided a comfortable overview of the entire city.

The six year old Level 6, turned, puffing his chest while preening.

"Of course, Touma. It's called [Pocket Reality Manifestation.] With it, I can create whatever kind of world I can imagine, with my own set of rules. Or have you forgotten just some minutes ago, we were in a world based on that sci-fi movie you love so much."

The young boy innocently nodded, skipping over with an excited look on his face. He picked one of the biscuits on the ceramic table-top, nibbling it for a bit, before he then commented.

"Bu-But, I wasn't expecting for it to be real! Even my right hand wasn't cancelling anything. And for once, I never experienced any kind of bad luck in your world. It was like I suddenly became… Normal." Touma slowed, testing the world as if it was a new delicacy.

David meanwhile waved his hand airily.

"Got that right. But Touma, remember. Your right hand doesn't bring you bad luck, the way I see it, the hand simply negates everything, the Good and the Bad. Why? I don't know, but I strongly suspects it's tied to this world, like it's trying to tell anything abnormal, No. The very moment I take that right hand to any of my realities, it simply loses its effect as my abnormal is its normal."

Pouting childishly, the Level 0 swings his legs while huffing. "I'm doomed, then. So that means as long as I am on this planet, my bad luck is not going anywhere. How am I supposed to deal with that?!"

David chuckled, shaking his head at his friends rant. It wasn't a surprise really. After all when he considers what Touma's childhood had been… Even bad-luck would be an understatement.

The pocket world creator had actually consider Touma to be a kind type. Considering that 'Certain Event' hasn't changed his innocent outlook in life, and he doesn't hold an iota of grudge to those people.

God knows what he would have done.

No, with his power David knew in the end, there will be no one left -he might just wipe that community off the map- That was why the Level 6 secretly admires his best friend, and was happy that Touma was the one he met in that bus.

'Although with me by his side, Touma won't have to experience such kind of extreme bad luck ever again.' The most powerful Esper promised himself.

Now, focusing on his friend, David said. "I don't have an ability strong enough to reduce the effectiveness of that right hand in this world, yet. But at the rate I'm gaining new powers, I'm sure something will pop right up soon enough…"

Touma nodded back deploringly. "Yeah, I'm waiting."

The strongest Esper at the moment, looked at the boy as if considering something. "Hey, I got an idea on what to do concerning your lack of luck."

Seeing Touma's hopeful look, David hastily raised his hand. "Look, don't put your hope much. What I'm planning to do is merely look into your future and tell you the main events that will negatively affect you and how to sidestep them."

"… … … And you think that's not helpful?" Touma parroted throwing him a look that was practically screaming he would punch the Level 6 if he says no.

Luckily, David got enough tact to skillfully evade Touma's trap. Rubbing his hands together, he said. "Ok~ let's begin."

[Gabriel's Precognition]

[The ability to accurately envisage future with only a 0.000001% chance of fallacies]

A book with brown cover emphasized with copper linings manifested on David's hand. It looked comically huge, but the Level 6 held it like it weighed nothing.

David's eyes glowed golden while he began to emanate a yellow liked glow. An ethereal line shot towards Touma's forehead from the book, and small golden like bubbles manifested around David, moving around in such a way it appeared sacred.

"Wow~!" Touma crooned in amazement.

The fact that he was friends with a Level 6 was still something he finds it difficult to even conceive. That he was his only friend in Academy City even more so. Sometimes, Touma even wondered why David was never crowded with fans and paparazzi's.

Although, Touma figured his friend would just twitch a brow in annoyance and transfigure them into chickens. With all the power he has shown the possibility is there.

'Meanwhile I'm stuck with this.' The Level 0 looked at his hands sulkily. 'Imagine Breaker, yeah right. More like Bad-Luck Bringer…'

In-fact Touma reckons he would be glad to even be rid of it. After bye-bye Imagine Breaker means bye-bye bad luck…

….

Unfortunately it won't be today.

….

David appeared, floating in a formless dull golden mind-scape, ethereal lines in their multitudes stringed against his naked form as the Level 6 saw flashes of what Touma's future will be.

He laughed at the funny spiky hairstyle his best friend would adopt in the future, while wincing at the pursuit of what appeared to be a dragon chasing him and two strange girls…

'Hmm… It seems Touma will be alright, but it's sad that he still doesn't find her in the end, huh. And what's this? 'Beginning Child?' Old Man, Heichi better tell me something enlightening when I call him later.'

He noted the girl whose scream decides what the environment would take. It was like a degraded obsolete version of his [Personal Domain] that allows him to manipulate a mile radius to his liking.

But as he looked even further the more his smile fell.

As David was linked to Touma's imminent cognitions, he was experiencing what Touma at that time period is experiencing only to a limited degree.

But even with [Mute Disabilities: Mental] the Level 6 still couldn't stop wincing in pain.

Burnt-Fire-Red man in robes. Cut-Wire-Woman in risqué clothing, Amnesia-Feather?-Little nun. Amputated-Blade-Green hair man. Electrified-Electricity-Upcoming #3. Cracked Bones-Vector-Upcoming #1…

"What! What the hell is this? Why the hell is this going to happen to Touma in the future? This isn't even bad luck at all! It's like one big voodoo curse!"

David's also unasked question was why he, as Touma's friend, didn't do anything when Touma was going through all this.

It became an itch that rankled the child that has superseded even the domain of gods set by humanity. Clenching his fist, he felt his abilities rush as more kept on coming in at an abnormal speed.

For the first time in his entire life, David Haller felt powerless as he watched his friend suffer without relief.

And then it happened…

It was a wrecked beach littered with debris and remains of what appeared to be ships and houses strewn around. With his Right Hand clenched, Touma looked at the woman dressed in scanty clothes who raised her Spear to the heavens and said dryly.

'I think I will just end the world.'

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It was a death without relief, an endless torture, Infinite Hells…

His protective ability. [Ꝏ Lives] instantly activated as he began to revive himself with each death. To make thing worse, none of them were exactly painless…

Mutilated, burned, frozen, squashed, cannibalized… All on the whims of an imaginative goddess. Quickly, David shut the time viewing, but the damage has already been done.

"David! David...! Please answer me. David!"

The Level 6 could hear Touma crying over his form suffused with vomit and blood spewing from his orifices. He heard fumbled movements, probably Touma calling room service, as he closed his eyes while falling unconscious due to mental tiredness rather than physical.

But still that one thought remained…

Why? Why? Why?

'Why did I not do anything?! '

-IAL-

Presently…

On the story building, David sighed, rubbing his eyes as that day came back once again.

'What an awful memory.' The #2 grunted in reminisce.

It was the main reason, he actually went and took part in the Russia- Kazakhstan War… Although that turned out to be a bad idea at the end.

After all, it was that damn war that almost made him commit genocide out of sheer anger.

In the end, he decided not to dwell on it. If he did, the #2 knew he just might do something disastrous later on. Nonetheless, the question still keeps on eating him.

Even with his future being that, even with the unimaginable pain and agony he will end up going through. Why is it that Kamijou Touma still keeps on smiling like that?!

As someone in a much more favorable position that the Level 0. David Haller can say in full authority, that, he will wreak havoc on any idiot who will even think of harming him. But Kamijou Touma straight up forgives, just like that!

So he wants to know. Just why, does Kamijou Touma keeps on being Kamijou Touma?

The increasing luminance of the Star Brand pulled him out of his musing as he saw Touma and the girls moving further ahead. He was floated up in the air about to keep pace when he stopped to realize how ridiculous he looked.

'Ugh, now I feel like a stalker. Ok, just in case.'

His skin and clothes began to liquefy as David began shape-shifting, the liquid like mass altered and what remained in the end was an older long raven hair woman. The black attire of an unknown material shifted accommodating his new form, while he, or is it now, she? Brushed back her hair revealing an enchanting face with purple eyes.

"Yosh, now I won't be recognized… Or not." David trailed off, dully looking at the symbol of [Star Child] emboldened on her chest. With a mental thought the emblem vanished, while she sighed shaking her head.

"Hmm… I won't be calling myself, David. That's just too bizarre… Psylocke, I'll call myself that. Heh, not a bad name if I have anything to say about it." The girl thought rubbing her nose as she preened.

'Now then,' Psylocke thought, setting her headphone around her neck, while gazing at the group who moved towards where the sun was setting.

"Let the dragon hunt, begin…"

And subtly followed, the unbeknownst group.

…

"Uwa~ that's one big dragon."

She sat at the edge of the building, her feet dangled as she languidly waved her legs at the rim of the 50 story structure.

While she knew that this event would eventually happen today, she didn't expect it to happen so suddenly. Just some minutes ago, the #2 was boringly watching as Touma and that high school girl, Kumokawa Seria, flirted with the Tokiwadai, Mitsuari Ayu.

'Tch, the dense bastard…' Psylocke cursed the Level 0 disgruntled, while a brow raised at the Tokiwadai's student actions.

For all Mitsuari's fumbling with her skirt, Psylocke never expected that it was because she was conscious about it. She initially reckoned that the middle schooler was trying to seduce Touma… But then here comes the dragon…

It wasn't anything special, [Star Child] thought as the air around the #2 twisted and distorted. From it an archaic roar resounded out as a dog size red western dragon manifested, resting on her lap.

Psylocke could create a dragon if she wanted.

In fact, just this little dragon has the necessary specs to trounce its chameleon look alike with its pinky…

But she wouldn't send her dragon to help. At least not for now.

As for why?

The #2 was currently looking at the Level 0 looking stranded and helpless as the mechanized beast ignored him chasing after the other two.

Although, Psylocke actually knew who the fire breathing chameleon was really chasing.

"Hmm… Is this where it all started Touma?" The #2 asked out loud, musing as the Level 0 whose negation ability was useless against the dragon, clenched his fist and ran towards the hazardous site screaming.

Her eyes narrowed as she muttered bemused. "Pride or is it a sense of duty. I really don't get you, Touma."

…-…-…-…-…-…-…

The Level 0 groaned, smelling of carbon-dioxide while soaked wet in cold water as he staggered into his room.

'Such misfortune.' Touma nodded his head sagely, while cursing himself for tempting fate by looking for a fight in the alleyways.

Touma thought he was on a roll today. No detention from Sensei, the vending machine thankfully decided not to eat his 5000yen, he neither slipped on a random lady nor was he hit by an unfortunate flower vase.

He whooped, whistling that today was surely a good day.

And, he was a fool for even thinking that.

"Beaten up by hired thugs, have my money wasted on an Ojou-sama who has never seen a burger in her life, and then almost got roasted to death by a dragon! This Kamijou Touma has just broken his record of bad luck chaining sequence."

Although, the Level 0 had to admit while it was daunting and goddam scary, it didn't freeze him as much… Ok, he did froze in fear for a sec, but he shook himself out of it really quickly.

Maybe it was because of those adventures he usually partakes with David.

In entering his dorm room, the wielder of Imagine Breaker cracked his neck to ease his stiff bones only to see his bunkmate with a headphone on his ear reading a comic on the bed's upper bunk.

Dual colored eyes of green and grey looked towards the Imagine Breaker grumbling.

"Yo, Touma. I'm hungry."

"Is that all you have to say to this lowly Level 0, mister #2?"

David Haller pulled down his headphone, tilting his head. "Do you want me to change into a cute girl and say it, pervert?"

Eyes twitching, Kamijou Touma took a deep breathe to release the evil air. "… … I'm not doing this right now. And for the record, we're having a light dinner. I'm too weak to do heavy duty right now."

"Hmm… Something happened?"

"… …" Touma paused for a second, before heading for the kitchen that was opposite the small space they call the living room.

"Nothing, apart from my usual bad luck."

The second strongest Esper in Academy City hummed observing Touma contemplatively. "Alright…"

Some few minutes spent whipping up something to gobble up and then Touma groaned, taking a much needed bath before deciding to retire to bed early. On his lower bunk, he turned to look at his friend who had began playing video games on the flat screen TV, with eyes that unknowingly turned remorseful.

"Sorry bro. But I've got to do this myself, after what happened that day… Ah, why am I ruminating now of all times?! I still got to check on Mitsuari tomorrow. The fact I haven't seen anything about that robot Dragon issue is really bugging me. Something that big is supposed to be on the news."

The light snores from his bunkmate was the only sound in the room. Meanwhile, even as David absently flipped through the pages, his mind wasn't in it. His lips pressed down, before he tossed the comic away, reclining on the cushion with face blankly facing up.

"Idiot."

-IAL-

"You made it back alive, boy?" Kumokawa Seria observed in amusement. "Hm, and with plenty of souvenirs, it would seem."

She was young high schooler with an unintentional risqué figure and possessed a breast size that lifted her school shirt revealing her navel. She wore a smile that subtly befits confidence with an actual sublime intelligence to back it up.

The Lady who can control the Mind without an Esper power is truly one to be respected.

… Although currently, she is in a burning building.

"A-Are those supposed to be your victory prizes? These isn't ancient Rome." The other lady, Mitsuari Ayu commented.

Small in stature as befitting of a middle schooler, with curled purplish brown hair and a hand bag. The Level 3, Mental Stinger trembled at the veracity of the one who had come to rescue her while fearing for her safety.

While lowering the 10 year old Gattling-assassin, Seria smiled. "Good job, I guess. You upheld the promise you made."

Touma shrugged, "This is nothing so cool. I only did what it took to survive."

…-…-…-…-...

"I swear for all the talks about bad luck, the bastard use to rant about. Why the hell is he in that enviable position?!" Psylocke gritted her teeth at the soft-core eechi scene that looks straight out of a James Bond movie.

It was another day of boycotting classes for both middle-schoolers -well she got permission to do so, Touma on the other hand, does not- Like always the Level 0 impeccable sense of timing helped save Mitsuari Ayu from being assassinated. Although it wasn't like the #2 didn't do anything to help.

After all, Psylocke had used [Advanced Telekinesis] thrice so far.

From diverting away, the hail of bullets that had almost hit the Level 3, Tokiwadai. To the guiding the thrown stick to pierce that ten year old, girl. And then, creating a shield around Touma to protect him from the lucky bullet the second sister had shot at him.

So the Multi-Skill Esper could say, she was doing well so far as a silent protector.

After that little bout of musing, Psylocke eyes trailed the middle Gokusai sister as she cried walking away.

To be honest. It was cold of her, but seeing the mental Esper in tears didn't spark any sense of pity in the #2.

While yes, if Psylocke was in Touma's position she still would have saved her if she was in danger. It will only be because she was targeting her, the #2.

She was invulnerable to anything made on this planet after all, [Null All] made sure of that. Although the #2 would have still spanked her fair ass silly. But then again, she wasn't targeting her the #2. It was a little defenseless girl who ought to not have anything to do with the Dark Side of the city.

It was things like this that only itches [Star Child] to do something about that section of Academy City. But ironically enough, it was also things like this that made her afraid to do so.

After all…

The fact that she might turn genocidal just like the time from the Russia-Kazakhstan war was enough to give her nightmares.

So that is why she will save anyone she can set her eyes on, and nothing more… And that is why she knew it wasn't enough.

"But now I've actually set my eyes on Kaibi, so how am I to go about it?"

After a few minutes of ramification, a pink spectral eyeball left Psylocke's location trailing after the Esper dubbed, 'Measure Heart.'

With the way the narrative was going, Gokusai Kaibi won't be an issue for now. Anyway, she is going to rescue her sisters, then journey with Touma and the others to the end game. That is where the #2 would deal with Gokusai Kaibi and her other sisters…

…..

L.S.S…

The company that is the rage for investment in Academy City. A contractual company that deals all forms of Sectors of Academy City and also propagates a number of non-profitable services and activities ranging from Animal Protection Fund Raising to Scholarships provisions.

It is definitely a company beloved by all…

"What a load of crap."

Powering off her phone, Psylocke dispersed her phone into thin air while she stood up stretching her hands that displayed her toned body. She walked to the edge of the fifty story building she was on and jumped over as she defied gravity leisurely flying away.

She had initially heard of the company and even became one of its sponsors. So to think that one of the one companies she was supporting was performing illegal dealings… Irked would be an apt word for her current emotion.

But still…

"Hmm… An attack on the main building, not a very bright idea Miss Brainchild." The #2 gently commented concerning her upperclassman's plan.

Kumokawa Seria…

From the first time [Star Child] heard her name, it had sounded vaguely familiar. It was only when [Recall] picked up and then she called Heichi to check for her did the #2 realize that the mysterious confident Certain High School student was actually working as the 'Brain' behind the Board Director, Kaizumi Tsugtoshi…

Humming, Psylocke actually wondered if the high-schooler actually knew what was going on but decided to just play along, before she dismissed that line of thought. She didn't want to point fingers, yet. Maybe she might actually have a genuine reason to do so.

She settled down at high vantage point, as she spotted her quandary wearing the most ridiculous clothes she had ever seen him on. But before she could even explode in laughter and take a pic, her head itched as [Premonition Sense: Danger] activated.

Something was heading for her at a ridiculous speed, but Psylocke could only sigh at the familiar occurrence. It was bound to happen anyway.

The air charged with a low thrum as it or rather he headed for the #2 with a speed twice ascending that of sound.

Turning back, Psylocke noted that like always, he still kept on taking a frontal approach even though it was useless…

"I swear…" She began raspy, raising a palm that was placed directly where he would attack.

"I said time out for at least the rest of the week, but no~ you just want to train and break your limits. What are you, Might Guy?!"

A streak-like laser zipped pass towering buildings as he pulled back his fist that carried enough force to topple a sky-scrapper in one punch.

"Amazing…"

At the cry, Psylocke or rather [Star Child] smiled, teeth baring at three of the only humans that could ever withstand her love taps. Her second Best Friend. "Come then… Let's see if you can do it today."

As if in response, the air exploded as his fist connected to her palm.

"PUNCH!"

Boom!

That entire particular district shook at the collision of the Level 5s.

[Star Child] and [Nen]