Date: [22/4/23]
Reporting Officer: [Kimoto Akira]
Department: [Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department (TMPD)]
On [22], at approximately [22:00], the [the yellow note] located at [18-20, Sanei-cho City: Shinjuku-ku State/province/area: Tokyo] was the site of a tragic accident resulting in the death of two individuals. The victims have been identified as Hiro Tanaka, age 38, and Yui Nakamura, age 37.
According to witnesses, the victims were seated at the bar, engaged in conversation when a truck crashed into the building, causing significant damage and killing both victims instantly. The driver of the truck has been identified as [Insert driver's name], age 25, who is currently in custody and undergoing medical treatment for his injuries.
An initial investigation has revealed that the driver of the truck was under the influence of alcohol at the time of the accident. The driver's blood alcohol level was found to be [0.21], which is well above the legal limit. Further investigation is ongoing, and charges against the driver are pending.
The families of the victims have been notified of their tragic deaths, and grief counselors have been made available to them. The community is mourning the loss of these two individuals, who were respected members of society and made significant contributions in their respective fields.
This case remains under investigation, and anyone with information regarding this incident is urged to come forward and contact the [Keijibu] at [+8199-199-5557].
Respectfully submitted,
[Kimoto Akira]
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While the scientific community mourns the death of her rising star and the police mourn the death of her detective, the chapter around Hiro and Yui would end here but as a great man once said, death is just another journey.
As one chapter closes, another begins, and this time the fate of the world hangs in the balance. The land of Terminus is under attack by a dark force, and the Demon King has returned with his armies of monsters and demons, leaving destruction in their wake. But the people of Terminus have turned to a forbidden ritual, the Summoning, to bring forth warriors from another realm to aid in their battle.
These summoned warriors possess unique skills and abilities, ranging from mighty knights to powerful wizards to powerful saints who power can turn the tide. And as they journey through Terminus, they face countless obstacles and challenges, including fierce battles against the Demon King's armies, treacherous terrain, and deadly traps. They must also navigate the complex political landscape of Terminus, with different factions vying for power and influence. While also navigating they complexes moral and beliefs that clash with the traditional out look of teh terminus nobility and peasant class.
But as the warriors fight to save Terminus, but they must also confront the consequences of the action to destabilize the delicate balance as young heir and heiress are sway by they moral while angering the nobility. And yet, their actions have led to the breaking of the siege of Lyonnaise and the turning of the tide against the demon king army.
Now, two years later, the people of Terminus march forward with renewed hope, aided by the summoned warriors who have put aside their differences to defeat the Demon King and restore peace to the land. But the stakes are high, for failure means the darkness will consume them all and Terminus will be lost forever.
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Yui and Hiro sat up, groaning as they surveyed their surroundings. They were in a dimly lit tunnel, and their memories were hazy. They looked at each other, trying to piece together what had happened.
"Hiro, are you okay?" Yui asked, rubbing her head.
Hiro nodded, wincing as he sat up. "Yeah, I think so. What happened?"
Yui shook her head, confused. "I don't know. I remember the truck crashing into the bar, but after that, everything's a blur."
As they tried to make sense of their situation, they noticed a bright light coming from the end of the tunnel. They cautiously made their way towards it, hoping to find a way out.
As they approached the light, they saw a portal-like opening, and a voice whispered to them from within.
"Enter, and be reborn," the voice said, beckoning them towards it.
Hiro and Yui hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do. But the voice was mesmerizing, and they felt drawn towards it. They stepped through the portal and were immediately enveloped by a vortex.
They tumbled through the darkness, disoriented and dizzy, until suddenly, they emerged on the other side. The world around them was strange and unfamiliar, and they were both overwhelmed by a sense of disorientation and confusion.
When they opened their eyes again, they found themselves separated from the great hall of the grand fortress of Hallgerd to the grand hall of Farrell. And the sound of people celebrating the birth of the heir and heiress to the realm.
A woman with long blonde hair and piercing blue eyes was holding Yui. She wore a regal gown and looked at Yui with a mix of joy and concern.
"Oh my dear, you've arrived," she said softly. "Welcome to the world, Alexandria Farrel."
Hiro's cradle was being rocked by an older man, who had a stern look on his face. He wore a fine suit and seemed to be inspecting Hiro closely.
"Ah, the heir to the Hallgerd family has arrived," he said, with a hint of approval in his voice. "Welcome to the world, Augustus Hallgerd.I shall hope you shall lead us when the time come”
Hiro and Yui realized that they had been reborn into a completely new world. And that they had been reincarnated as babies, and were now heirs to noble families.
As they looked around the grand hall, they knew that their lives had taken a dramatic turn. They had a new name, a new family, and a new destiny. They would have to learn to navigate this world and discover what fate had in store for them. Maybe they shall meet again if fate deems it so but for now we follow the journey of Augustus Hallgerd heir to the great fortress of Hallgerd or as we know Hiro Natsumi the Great scientist shall lead us to glory or shall we fall to the temptation of darkness.
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And as 16 years pass in a blurred, Augustus had grown into a mature and responsible young man. He was now known as the heir to the great fortress of Hallgerd, and was beloved by the Marquise and respected by the people. Augustus had taken his role seriously, and had worked hard to learn the responsibilities that came with it. He had become skilled in diplomacy, military strategy, and governing, and was ready to take on whatever challenges lay ahead. Despite his success, Augustus could not help but feel a sense of longing for his old life, and the friends he had lost so long ago. But he knew that his duty lay with his family and his people, and he was determined to fulfill it to the best of his abilities.
And today as he sat in his study, reviewing documents and reports, his father Heimrad Hallgerd entered the room. "Augustus, I need to speak with you about something important."
Augustus looked up from his work and gave his father his full attention. "What is it, Father?"
"The prince's birthday celebration is coming up, and as the heir to the Marquise, you will be expected to attend. You'll need to learn how to dance, as there will be a ball held in his honor."
Augustus nodded thoughtfully. "I understand, Father. I will do my best to prepare for the event."
His father smiled proudly. "I have no doubt that you will, Augustus. You have become a fine young man, and I couldn't be more proud of you."
Augustus felt a warm sense of pride and gratitude for his father's praise. He had worked hard to earn his father's respect, and it was an honor to be entrusted with such important responsibilities.
As he continued to work, his mind drifted to the upcoming ball. He knew that it would be a chance to represent his family and make a good impression on the prince and his court. He resolved to practice his dancing and prepare himself as best he could for the event.
Heimrad noticed his son's distraction and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Is everything all right, Augustus?"
Augustus snapped out of his thoughts and looked back at his father. "Yes, everything is fine. I was just thinking about the ball and what I need to do to prepare."
His father nodded. "It's natural to feel a little nervous, but I have every confidence in you. You've grown into a mature and responsible young man, and I know you'll represent our family with dignity and honor."
Augustus smiled, grateful for his father's words of encouragement. "Thank you, Father. I won't let you down."
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His father patted his shoulder before turning to leave. "I know you won't, Augustus. Keep up the good work."
Augustus watched as his father left the room, feeling a renewed sense of determination. He knew that the road ahead would be long and challenging, but he was ready to face whatever came his way. With a deep breath, he turned back to his work, ready to continue his preparations for the upcoming ball.
Augustus took his father's words to heart and set out to find a dance teacher to help him prepare for the prince's birthday celebration. He asked around the town and eventually found a reputable dance instructor who had trained many nobles in the past.
As Augustus entered the grand hall, he was greeted by the instructor "Good afternoon, sir," a graceful woman in her thirties. "I'm Madame LeFleur, and I'll be your dance teacher."
"Thank you for agreeing to teach me, Madame LeFleur," Augustus said, bowing politely. "I'm Augustus Hallgerd, the heir to the Marquise's estate."
Madame LeFleur smiled warmly at him. "It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Augustus. Now, let's get started. I assume you have some experience in dancing?"
Augustus shook his head, feeling a little embarrassed. "No, I'm afraid I don't. My father said that I need to learn how to dance for the prince's birthday ball, and I thought I should start right away."
Madame LeFleur nodded understandingly. "Don't worry, Augustus. We'll start with the basics and work our way up. Now, let's begin with the waltz."
For the next hour, Madame LeFleur guided Augustus through the steps of the waltz. Despite her patient instructions, he found himself stumbling and tripping over his feet.
"I'm sorry, Madame LeFleur," Augustus said, panting and sweating. "I don't seem to have a talent for dancing."
Madame LeFleur smiled reassuringly at him. "Don't worry, Augustus. Dancing is a skill that can be learned with practice and perseverance. You'll get the hang of it in no time."
Augustus felt a sense of determination welling up inside him. He knew that he couldn't let his lack of talent discourage him. Just like 27 years ago when he was still Hiro and not Augustus when Yui said to him "I appreciate your sincerity, Hiro," she said. "Just remember that punctuality is important not just in school, but in life as well. It shows respect for others and helps you achieve your goals." Remembering this he resolved to practice as much as he could and learn to dance as best he could before the prince's celebration.
As Augustus continued his dance lessons, he found himself struggling with the movements and rhythms. He would often trip over his own feet or struggle to keep up with Madame LeFleur's fluid movements.
One day, as he was practicing, a maid named Ostrava's Orsini entered the room. Ostrava's was a young woman with a kind face and gentle demeanor.
"Excuse me, sir," Ostrava said, curtsying respectfully. "I don't mean to interrupt, but I couldn't help but notice your struggle with the dancing. Is everything alright?"
Augustus felt a little embarrassed, but he appreciated Ostrava's concern. "I'm just having a hard time getting the hang of it, that's all. Madame LeFleur has been very patient with me, but I can't seem to get it right."
Ostrava nodded understandingly. "Dancing can be quite a challenge, especially for those who haven't had much experience. But don't give up just yet. Sometimes, it takes a different approach to master a skill."
Augustus was intrigued. "What do you mean, Ostrava?"
"Well, I used to work as a dance instructor before I became a maid," Ostrava explained. "And I've found that different people have different learning styles. Some people do better with visual cues, while others prefer to hear the music and move to the beat. Perhaps if you tried a different approach, it might help you grasp the dance steps better."
Augustus felt a glimmer of hope. "That's a good idea, Ostra. Do you have any suggestions?"
Ostrava smiled thoughtfully. "Well, I could play some music and try to guide you through the steps with verbal cues. It might help you sync up the movements with the rhythm of the music."
“Now let get to practice shall we,you can’t step on madam Lefleur’s again, that would not be a action the perfect heir should do” tease Ostrava
And so Augustus began to dance, and as Augustus and Ostrava moved gracefully across the dance floor, their bodies intertwined in a series of intricate dance steps. As the music played softly in the background, Augustus felt a sense of calm wash over him. For the first time since he began his dance lessons, he felt confident and in control.
Ostrava's gentle touch and encouraging words had helped him improve in ways he never thought possible. As they danced, he couldn't help but feel drawn to her. Her soft, flowing dress and the way her hair swayed in time with their movements only added to her allure.
As the dance continued, Augustus found himself lost in the moment, his thoughts consumed by Ostra. He had never felt such a strong connection to someone before, and the way she looked at him made him feel like he was the only person in the room.
Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, each step flowing seamlessly into the next. Augustus felt a sense of contentment wash over him as they continued to dance, lost in their own world.
And as the pair of them danced in harmony, they were lost in the moment, completely immersed in the music and the movement. They moved in perfect unison, their bodies entwined in a graceful dance.
But their perfect moment was soon interrupted by a stern voice. "Sir, I'm sorry to interrupt, but I must remind you that you have a meeting scheduled in half an hour."
Augustus turned to see Sabastian Thor, his personal butler, standing by the door with a look of disapproval on his face.
"Oh, right. Thank you for reminding me, Sabastian," Augustus said, a little disappointed that their dance had been cut short.
Ostrava's curtsied respectfully. "I should be going now, sir. It was a pleasure dancing with you."
Augustus smiled at her. "Likewise, Ostra. Thank you for your help."
As she left the room, Augustus turned to Sabastian. "I'll be ready for the meeting in time, don't worry."
Sabastian nodded, but his expression remained stern. "Very well, sir. I shall see to it that everything is prepared."
Augustus couldn't help but feel a little annoyed at Sabastian's interruption. "Is everything alright, Sabastian? You seem a bit...distracted."
Sabastian hesitated for a moment before speaking. "Forgive me, sir. I was just concerned that you might be getting too distracted with your dance lessons. It is important to maintain your focus on your duties as the heir to the estate."
Augustus frowned, feeling a little defensive. "I know my duties as the heir to the Marquise, Sabastian. And I can handle both my work and my hobbies. Besides, what harm could a little dancing do?"
Sabastian's expression softened a little. "I mean no disrespect, sir. But I just want to ensure that everything runs smoothly and that you are not neglecting your responsibilities."
Augustus nodded, understanding Sabastian's concerns. "I appreciate your concern, Sabastian. But I assure you, I am fully capable of balancing my work and my personal life." ‘just like Natsumi, just like her’ Augustus smiled as he remarked it in his head.
Sabastian nodded in acknowledgement. "Very well, sir. I shall make sure that everything is prepared for your meeting."
With that, Sabastian left the room, leaving Augustus to reflect on the interruption. He couldn't help but feel a little frustrated at Sabastian's constant need to remind him of his duties, but he knew that Sabastian only had his best interests at heart. He resolved to work harder and prove to everyone that he could be both a great leader and a great inspiration.
That night Augustus stood on the battlements, gazing out at the sprawling city of Hallgerd. The night sky above was a canvas of deep, velvety black, scattered with a million twinkling stars that shone like precious gems. The moon was just a sliver in the sky, casting a silvery glow over the city below. The stars seemed to dance and flicker, as if in time with some ethereal music that only they could hear. There was a peaceful stillness in the air, broken only by the occasional sound of a distant carriage or the soft rustling of the leaves in the nearby trees. The night was cool, but not uncomfortably so, and a gentle breeze carried the scent of blooming flowers and fresh grass. It was the kind of night that made one feel small and insignificant, yet somehow also a part of something greater and more profound.
The city was quiet, the only sounds coming from the occasional barking of a dog or the distant chatter of people. It was a peaceful scene, one that Augustus found calming.
But at the same time, he couldn't help feeling a sense of loneliness. Despite being surrounded by people, he often felt like an outsider. He had been born into a life of privilege, but it had come at a cost. He had never had the chance to make true friends or form meaningful connections with people. The people around him were either servants or fellow nobles, and it often felt like they were only interested in him for what he could offer them.
As he stood there, lost in thought, Augustus let out a deep sigh. "What is the point of it all?" he muttered to himself. "The parties, the politics, the endless duties. It all feels so empty."
He knew that he was lucky to have been born into a life of privilege, but at times it felt like a burden. He longed for something more, something that would give his life meaning and purpose beyond just being a nobleman. But he didn't know where to start. Maybe it's because after all these years he misses his sister, maybe he misses the constant bickering he and Yui did, maybe it's the sight and pride he felt when Akira was supporting him. Or maybe it is all of that, maybe he just misses home.
As the night wore on, Augustus remained on the battlements, lost in thought. He knew that he couldn't keep feeling like this forever, that he needed to find a way to break free from the emptiness that plagued him. Maybe it's all because he misses home. Maybe it is because of that, maybe he should move on from all those memories. Maybe that will help.
As the night wore on, the sky grew darker and the stars shone brighter. Augustus had dozed off, leaning against the wall of the battlements, lost in his thoughts. The cool night air was refreshing, and he felt his worries and anxieties slowly melt away.
Unbeknownst to Augustus, his loyal butler, Sebastian, had been keeping an eye on him from a distance. When he saw Augustus nod off, he quietly made his way up to the battlements, careful not to wake him. With a small smile, he placed a soft pillow under Augustus's head and draped a warm blanket over him.
Sebastian stood there for a moment, watching Augustus sleep peacefully, and felt a pang of sadness. He knew that Augustus was a good man, but he also knew that being an heir was a lonely job. The weight of the Marquise rested on his shoulders, and sometimes it was easy to forget that he was still just a young man, with hopes and dreams like anyone else.
With a sigh, Sebastian turned to leave, but not before glancing up at the sky. The stars twinkled overhead, a reminder that even in the darkest of times, there was always a glimmer of light.