Deep purple lightning danced around Light's hand, as Haki flowed through him, tinting his skin a deep black, making it as resistant as tempered steel.
The scene before him was harmonious: from his hand almost to his elbow, the manifestation of Armament Haki was evident, surrounded by purple lightning. These produced a delicate sound, reminiscent of crackling flames, but with an electric touch.
"So this is what it feels like to use Armament Haki," reflected Light.
He could feel a potent energy pulsating in his hand, perhaps intensified by the deep purple lightning.
With a gesture, he dissipated everything and entered the bathroom.
After a few minutes, Light emerged, steam still rising from his body. He wore more relaxed clothing: a loose gray cotton shirt and black shorts.
Looking around his notably compact room, Light let out a deep sigh.
'It's time to think about living on my own,' he thought. Light sat on the bed, lost in his thoughts.
After a while, he got up and went to his computer. Upon turning it on, he did a search and, finding what he was looking for, murmured, "This is it..."
He quickly changed his clothes and grabbed his camcorder. Before leaving, he found a Scream mask and gloves, the same ones the old Light Yagami wore to a Halloween party.
He headed to a quiet spot, a lawn near a lake, located under a bridge. He was alone.
"It's good that no one's around," he murmured, adjusting his camera's tripod.
Wearing the Scream mask and gloves, Light positioned himself in front of the camera. He began to demonstrate his Light Ferry power, alternating with the Dark Purple Lightning, performing impressive movements that showcased his remarkable physical aptitude.
Almost an hour later, not only had he recorded a complete video, but that session also served as effective training.
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Physical Power: 17.5 (17.9) ↑ ━ Existence Level 1
Magic Power: 22.1 (22.3) ↑ ━ Existence Level 1
[Spiritual Power: 17.9 (18.2) ↑ ━ Existence Level 1]
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To Light's misfortune, the camera's memory card was already full.
Upon returning home later, he turned on his computer and connected the camera, transferring the footage he had recorded.
Light had basic editing skills.
After spending several hours cutting and adjusting the video, he stretched out and murmured, "I managed to make four ten-minute videos. For now, that's enough."
After uploading the first video, Light decided it was time to rest.
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On Wednesday morning, Yuto Amakawa woke up early. The day was bright, with birds singing their morning melodies. However, Yuto's expression was anything but cheerful.
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He was baffled. During his morning bathroom routine, where he usually watched short videos, he came across a video suggestion. The person's body structure suggested a man, but his face was obscured by a Scream mask, making precise identification difficult.
In the video, the individual displayed impressive special effects, turning a simple tree branch into a formidable weapon. He wielded and swung the branch with astonishing precision and visual impact.
"Why am I feeling like this?" murmured Yuto, still sitting on the toilet, engrossed in the video.
The video, posted that very morning, had already garnered nearly 10,000 views. It was a remarkable number, especially considering it came from a newly created account on the platform.
"Seeing him use that power... it hurts," Yuto murmured, confused. "But why?"
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Light woke up in excellent spirits.
Even though he had slept for just a few hours, it was such a restful sleep that it felt much longer.
Upon checking the performance of his video and noticing that it already had over 100 comments and approximately 10,000 views, his mood lifted even further.
After shutting down his computer, he headed to the living room for breakfast.
"How's school, Light?" Sachiko inquired.
"Everything's great, mom," Light replied, settling at the table.
"Glad to hear that," Soichiro commented.
"Dad, it's rare to see you at home this early," Sayu joked, laughing. "Normally, you would've already left for work."
"This week has been quieter," Soichiro explained with a serene expression, flipping through the newspaper. "It allows me to spend more time with the family."
'Peaceful, huh...' Light pondered internally. 'With so many crimes happening in this world...'
A look of discomfort marked Light's face.
"Anything wrong with the coffee, Light?" Sachiko asked, noticing his expression.
"No, it's perfect," Light responded, recomposing himself. "I just got distracted by a fleeting thought."
"I see," Sachiko murmured, nodding.
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It had been a month since Light's transmigration.
In a secluded place, an old disused church, Light was honing his physical, magical, and spiritual abilities.
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Character: Light Yagami
Identity: Student
Physical Power: 17.9 (76.3) ↑ ━ Existence Level 1
Magical Power: 22.3 (69.1) ↑ ━ Existence Level 1
[Spiritual Power: 18.2 (73.8) ↑ ━ Existence Level 1]
Techniques: [Observation Haki] Level 1 (99/100), [Armament Haki] Level 1 (99/100)
Mystical Abilities: [Dark Purple Lightning], [Light Ferry]
Destiny Value: 1,750
Fortune Value: 250
Shop System: Open
Warehouse: [Random Ability Thief Card] 2x, [Fortune Looter Card] 3x, [1/3 World Seed Fragment] 1x
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While drinking water and observing the holographic page of his Attributes Panel, Light let out a deep sigh.
'That last point is proving to be a challenge,' Light thought quietly.
Nevertheless, he felt his strength had grown considerably overall.
Suddenly, a captivating young woman approached. Her eyes were of a deep violet, and her slender, well-defined body contrasted with her long, glossy black hair that fell to her hips. Two wings of black feathers, distinctive to her species, emerged from her back.
She wore black leather-like strips wrapping and highlighting her bust and waist. A piece resembling a loincloth was attached to her hips by three thin strips. Gloves that extended over her arms had hanging chains, and shoulder protectors adorned her upper body, with three prominent spikes on the right shoulder. Completing the look, she wore black high-heeled boots.
"Master," she kneeled before Light, her voice full of reverence yet subtly seductive. "Today's the day."
Light observed her, wiping his face with a towel to dry the sweat.
Looking at her in that state, Light pondered how different she seemed compared to just twenty days before, when she tried manipulating him with tricks. 'She's become much more docile since I made her take the submission pill,' he reflected.
"Finally, the time has come," Light said. "You know what you must do, right, my dear Raynare?"
"Yes!" Raynare replied enthusiastically. "I'll do my best!"
"I'm eager to see," said Light, patting her head and then sliding his hand across her face.
Raynare's face turned a blushing shade, akin to a ripe apple. At the same time, a bead of sweat slid down her temple.
"Relax," Light advised. "Do it well, and you will be rewarded."
"Yes!" Raynare exclaimed with determination.
After Raynare left, Light unveiled a magnificent pair of wings shimmering with lightning energy. These were not mere wings; they carried the essence of lightning and were bathed in a deep and intense purple hue. This shade pulsed strongly, standing out in the surroundings. The wings extended impressively from Light's back, sparking with electric energy.
From above, Light discreetly followed Raynare, watching her meet Issei Hyoudou.
In the stillness of Saturday night, in the serene city park, Raynare revealed her true nature as a fallen angel to Issei and her intentions.
"H-How is this possible?" Issei murmured in shock, clearly taken aback by this revelation.