it all starts with a bad day,

a young boy or girl would see his or her parents die or maybe anyone that could be considered their loved ones. In my case, it was a traumatising event that could only be summarized in two words-

Classroom Massacre.

There was a time where I was still innocent but-

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blood and guts across a claustrophobic room those that still lived, children still, wailed and cried as the closest individual that would've been next to them started melting down, their skin and face becoming a messed up form of broken down flesh mixed with bones and sinews, with some having their eyes that liquified, fluid ran down the faces of those that could still be recognized.

Everyone that stood up and ran met the same fate, falling down to the ground as mush before joining the cesspit of flesh and blood.

The one responsible for such a gruesome scene grinned, a biokinetic known as the "stitcher", he was a guy that used to work at a mortuary, he was all smiles, knowing that he did good, he prepared to speak, his mouth started to move, and his jaw tensed, but no words came out no matter how much he tried, the air that was supposed to come out of his mouth didn't.

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Minutes passed and a man that started to claw his neck out could be seen crawling on the floor, he mouthed for help, he gagged for help, but it was to no avail, all there was, was a child that floated up above the entire room, his eyes a glow and a villain considered to be exetremely dangerous running out of breath.

it didn't take long for the man to die.

after that, an ambulance came in as the creatures the perpetrator released had all been eliminated, the classroom was found, everyone was thankful that the villain died right then and there with no other victims, no other child that died by his hands. The casualties got reduced, all thanks to a mysterious person, no one knew who it was as all the children at the scene had fainted and them being monitored had become unavoidable, and since then, most of them had awaken their powers, some were aeromancers, the most powerful one was recognized as the one responsible for killing the man and she was rewarded with a regal life.

Oct 34, 2043. Modern day.

"Excellent!" an interviewer said aloud as he looked at the resume of the young man in front of him, "You would do great!" he exclaimed as he put down the resume, "but one more question," this pricked the ears of Desmund, "Mr Steele, are you sure you can manage to balance your life properly after joining this school? Unpaid hero work can be quite taxing, not to mention your mental health alongside your gym subscribtion. Those, and your studies." the man says.

"I can manage yeah." Desmund replies.

"Good. Good. Then, you pass! You can start at the start of the new school year seven months from now." the interviewer says with a smile as he offered his hand, Desmund shook it whilst giving a back a smile.