After getting changed, I take the elevator up to the first floor, where I go to meet up with Master. The whole base in underground with approximately 50 floors. 

"The target's name is Yuto Fukudo. It does not possess a Crystal, but there is a possibility that it could be a theat to us," Master says.

 He pulls a picture of the target on the holographic moniter. He has vermillion red shaggy hair that covers most of his face and hazel eyes, with a scowl on his face. In short, he looks like a typical delinquent.

"Lately, it has been posting threats to its Sensei at Sakurako Academy here in Tokyo on a social networking site. Fukudo frequently posts about bringing a gun to school and killing him. Just recently, Fukudo posted this:" Master explains. He pulls up the social networking site on the moniter.

"'You shall be judged for your sins. Punishment shall fall down upon you. On the same day when everything started, your life will end,'"I read. "What's that supposed to mean?" 

"'On the same day when everything started.' To us humans, everything started when the Earth was created."

"When Earth was created, huh? Do you mean something like, 'On Monday, God created the Earth?'" 

He nods. "This post was posted last Tuesday. So then that means that Monday means..."

"Today."

"Precisely. That's why your mission today is to observe the target and kill it if the posts are true."

"Understood."

"The classes there start in five minutes, but I expect the target to arrive at least ten minutes late. You know how delinquents rarely show up to school on time, right?"

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I nod. I take in a deep breath and let it out. "Release! 50 percent!" I announce. My snowflake necklace glows a bright white light and the kanji symbol for "release" appears on my hand as a red marking. My hair turns from jet black to a light pink color whenever I release 50 percent or more of my power. 

My full power is too much for my own body to handle, so a seal was placed on my power so that I can release portions of my power at a time, instead of using it constantly. This method preserves my strength so I don't have to concern myself with running out of mana. But that doesn't mean that a portion of my strength is fairly weak.

 A mere 10 percent would be more than enough to handle an entire gang armed with pocket knives and other low quality weapons with ease. 20 percent would be able to handle a handful of skilled warriors armed with high-quality guns. 50 percent allowed me to take out the whole Russian army in one night in World War 3 two years ago. 70 percent allowed me to take out all of our enemies- America, Russia, Germany, Britain, and France-  in less than a month in that war. Anything beyond that is too much for my body to handle. So then why do I need 50 percent of my power right now? To have my hair color change  act a disguise to avoid being identified at all costs.

I wrap my black scarf around my lower face like a mask. Master opens the hatchet that leads to the outside and I fly towards the school to begin my mission.