A period of two weeks has passed.

A taxi cab slowly drove off as one Hakuno Kishinami stood quietly in front of what it looks like to be an old building. He had been discharged from the hospital after the doctors find him fit to be out from hospitalization and his debts accumulated from his admission for treatment had already been paid by the state, which he was granted for. Of course, without the knowledge from his physicians, he secretly healed himself with one of his Codecast spells. After all, he was a Wizard and though he can recover himself in just a minute, he opted to do it gradually so that no one in the hospital would make a fuzz about his accelerated healing.

His miraculous recovery from a brain disease already garnered him unwanted attention, he didn't want to add another to his already filled ganta. It would be such a hassle.

Apparently, the building in front of him was his apartment 10 years ago prior to his hospitalization. Now, as he looked at the place, the entire building was now already abandoned and deserted. Even the landlord that used to verbally harass him for not making it the time when it comes to payment was also non-existent.

Heaving the backpack on his back, Hakuno entered the building's front yard as he slowly stepped on each steps leading to his room. Everywhere he looked, he could see weeds growing from the cracks and crevices of the dusted and cemented platform. He dampened his forefinger over the side railing covered with tiny earth particles, tracing the surface of the paling in each step that he takes, under the clear tinted monocle that he wore, his brown baby blues glance at each one of the unoccupied rooms that use to be filled with people whom he used to know and interact in the past.

It gives him a wafting wave of nostalgia.

It didn't take him that long enough to arrive at his intended destination. Hakuno stared at the entrance to his supposed apartment; a wooden door carved from mahogany. The vibrancy of the door had been wiped off from its surface, its lacquer tint faded and across its overall exterior were scrape marks etched randomly along its veneer. The doorknob was, unexpectedly missing from its supposed location.

"It seems someone has broken in my abode." He spoke to himself as he placed his offhand hand on the door, pushing it gently. The door made some creaking sound from its hinges at it revealed its contents to its owner.

"Just as I expected..."

Hakuno sighed, scratching his head as he stared at his old apartment room that was now in shambles. His drawers and cabinets were out of place, their silvery metal handle along the contents of those boxes was missing. His mirror that usually hangs on the wall adjacent to his bed was shattered, its broken glass pieces lay down at the bottom. As for his bed, the mattress, the blanket, and the pillows were left unscratched and untouched.

At least, the scavengers who raided his abode was very considerate to leave that one out. He knew, the moment he was gone for 10 years, something like this was bound to happen. Seeing the state of what once he called "home", Hakuno grabbed a stole made of wood, dusted some powdered grime from it with his hand, and sat on it.

He was surprisingly calm despite the situation in front of him. If this was another person, surely they will be pissed off, steam blowing from their ears but not for him, not someone like Hakuno Kishinami.

Still seating on the stole, Hakuno reached for his worn eyepiece and slowly removed it. Now, one might wonder why he was wearing such glasses in the first place. The answer to that was, it had to do something with his apparent encounter with the Moon Cell back at the hospital. The moment that he removed those spectacles from his eyes, what were once to be brown orbs were now replaced by a pair of blue irises with rainbow shimmers surrounding the edges of his black pupils, both glowing and radiating. Those unusual vision scanned and roamed the entire room for a second before Hakuno worn again his eyepiece back.

"I see..." He said softly, as he nods his head in understanding.

It took him just one single glimpse to gain some valuable information on whom might be responsible for ransacking his dorm and the things that were stolen from him, including valuable documents and incentives. He couldn't care less for those thieves though, what was more important were the valuable papers such as records and diploma, that were gone missing which he needed to start all over again in the race called life.

Now one might wonder how did he manage to create such feat. The answer lies in those eyes that he holds. From where he came from, these special vision prowess were referred to as Mystic Eyes. Mystic Eyes grants the power to interfere with the outer world. Acquisition of Mystic Eyes happens when there is some sort of mutation in the Magic Circuits; a pseudo-nervous system that stores magical energy, located in the area around one's eyes. Mutations like that can be done artificially through a process similar to forging a Magic Crest; a series of Magic Circuits that were given a more stable form in order to act as an archive of thaumaturgical capability.

Mystic Eyes usually work like Single Action spells and are activated through the use of magical energy. It is a proof of a first-class magus since it grants great power while being easy to conceal. Mystic Eyes are broadly classified under a system called Noble Colors separated into three categories; Gold,Jewel, and Rainbow. Those that shone gold fall under the Gold Noble Color, indicating their powers had transcended beyond normal ones while those that shone in a multitude of colors fall under the Jewel and Rainbow Noble Colors, their visual prowess has reached the realm of gods with Rainbow being the pinnacle and the highest grade.

Hakuno's eyes were not crafted but instead were a unique mutation, a direct result of being "one" with the Moon Cell. It was a "representation" of the Moon Cell's godly observation ability translated into his soul and given a physical manifestation in the guise of Mystic Eyes. He attained this visual ability after he made contact with supercomputer embedded in the deepest part of his conscious one night.

His Mystic Eyes allows him to see, to observe present events in real time. It isn't limited to one area though, for he could observe the entire Earth and the different dimensions associated with it, the entire galaxy, the entire universe, the extant of parallel universes and even those beyond these realities. Not only that, his eyes can also see both past and future, achieving the highest retrocognition and precognition abilities that reached, or even, surpassed the realm of divinities.

He dubbed these visual power as God Eye, Mystic Eyes of Omniscience.

Truth to be told, he was still adjusting with his newfound eye powers. It was a bit uncomfortable seeing these visions and he felt unsettled especially those awkward scenes like someone taking a bath, or taking a dump, or even engaging in some sexy time and he felt like his violating the rights of these people. Yet he couldn't do anything about it since it was the ability of his "eyes". The only thing he could do however was to minimize the scale of its prowess by wearing a special eyepiece called Mystic Eye Killers, though it didn't entirely nullify God Eye's ability.

Naturally with all of this excessive information, one could point out that his brain should be fried or explode due to the massive amount of data that his mind was being subjected to. Thankfully enough, the information was already compressed into an acceptable amount, just enough that his brain can handle. The summarized pieces of information are then compiled by the Moon Cell into its archives.

"Well look at the bright side," Hakuno said as walked towards the window, gazing at the scenery on the other side. "At least I can prevent something like that from happening again."

What he was talking was about the Great War fought between the different factions of Christianity. It was something he came across the night that he unconsciously entered the Moon Cell. As a stranger of a new world, it was imperative for Hakuno to learn more about this World Line and the most appropriate thing to do was to read the data that was already compiled by the Moon Cell upon their arrival.

And he did learn something from browsing the archives. Like how the Supernatural World have some influence on humanity's politics, the various pantheons contending with each other and of course, the war that they fought and embroiled with. Among the conflicts that caught his interest, it was the war between Christianity's Three Factions that got his attention. Nobody could blame him considering that the details pertaining to such huge conflict involved the death the Christian God himself.

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And the result of such conflict?

It only brought all of the belligerents into near extinction. All of them were currently having trouble increasing their numbers. The Angels cannot repopulate without the risk of falling of grace, the Fallen Angels were facing persecutions from other pantheons, and while the Devils managed to find a way to re-enlist their numbers, they were still plagued with their low birth rates.

Another thing that brought his attention specifically to the Devils was that how most of them forced people into reincarnating them into their ranks without giving them the option to deny such offer. Most of them would employ underhanded tactics and once after the reincarnating process, the Reincarnated Devils were treated as dirt and scum of the society, and in most cases, were treated as slaves.

While there were some that were reasonable, they were outnumbered by their malicious brethren. If this abuse goes on, in time humanity will only become "fruits for picking" for these corrupted individuals. He wasn't happy about this ordeal, for he too was once treated as a slave, treated as a scum, treated as a dispensable person.

It would be wrong to blame this inhumane treatment to all Devils, he supposed. If there is anything he can blame, it would be how the Devil society was structured. He saw how the new government was trying its best to reform the system that the previous Satans had established for the betterment of the society, and yet there were still those who uphold the traditional values and ways and opposed such abandonment of what they call heritage.

He supposed he would leave it to the current administration to resolve such issue.

Hakuno then stared back at his room. There were still many things he needs to do in order to start living his life again.

But there's one thing he was sure of.

"I'm home."

XXX

"This should do it," Hakuno spoke as he put in place the final piece of the electrical system he crafted within his abode. "Yes, this is fine."

Truthfully, he spends half of his day refurbishing the entire abandoned four-storey building which was now already back in its luster state, complete with all shiny glass windows and newly varnished wooden doors. The outdoor walls of the apartment including the stairs and the pavement were already pristine looking as if the entire building itself had just been built. The lawn exhibiting at the front yard was also had been rid of weeds and the grass was perfectly trimmed to symmetry.

One might be curious, how did he manage to do all of that? The answer to such inquisitiveness is simple yet quite outlandish.

He just "restored" the entire place back to its optimum state.

For a human such feat is insane, to begin with. An Esper or Psychic - a person born with abnormal ability known as Psychic Power - who wields a psychic ability called Restoration could potentially do the same thing albeit in smaller scale like restoring a thing or two but restoring an entire complex was beyond human, considering that a huge amount of magical energy or Prana, in shortened term, is needed to pull of such endeavor.

The rules of equivalent exchange do come into play in this regard and yet...

...The one responsible for such undertaking wasn't exhausted at all, the small smile gracing on his lips was the actual proof that he didn't even felt tired and was rather happy while appreciating his work.

He isn't a Psychic for he wasn't born with any Psychic Powers. Psychic Powers are inherent abilities and Hakuno didn't have such thing although since he's a Spiritron Hacker, exhibiting such a supernatural feat was well indeed within his domain.

A Spiritron Hacker can be said the antithesis of a Psychic. While Psychics were born with their inherent abilities - Psychic Powers -, Spiritron Hackers gained theirs from programming and encoding. One can say that Spiritron Hackers are the modern brethren of Magecraft practitioners but differ on the methodologies in the execution of their respective mysteries or spells.

If Magi or Mages performed mysteries via Magecraft spells, Spiritron Hackers or Wizards like Hakuno utilized Codecast spells to actualize a mystery. Unlike their Magi counterpart who actualize their mysteries or spells through established Thaumaturgical Systems set by each respective Thaumaturgical Schools, Spiritron Hackers realize theirs by using Actual Reality as a programming platform where they can write and compile program codes in advance and activates them by passing magical energy through it.

For a simple visualization, one could say that Spiritron Hackers are similar to those manga characters who have the "Gamer" ability due to the simple fact that they can interfere with reality and treat it like one giant programming interface with their variety of spells resembling that from those of MMORPG games.

With the entire place now looking brand new, Hakuno spends the rest of his day fixing the electrical grid that would power his entire abode which was a necessity in order to power his appliances and to bring life and light on the once abandoned building. While he can call the electric company to install the electrical necessities of the complex, he opted to do the task by himself after deducing that it will be bothersome due to some procedures needed.

The fuse box, which he installed in the complex's basement was rather unique. Its appearance and structure, upon one glance, screams "futuristic" not to mention that the box itself was smaller and sophisticated than those prevalent types in the current era of this World Line. Moreover, the electric panel doesn't function as its name implies. Rather it would serve as the "generator" that will provide electricity in the entire place.

How would he achieve that kind of setup?

"Now, to place the power source..." Hakuno spoke, looking at his opened right palm while reaching for something deep within his "treasury" embedded in his mind.

In a second, a piece of 2 inches crimson red stone shaped in a diamond structure materialized on his palm. This diamond shaped crimson crystal is a photonic crystal, which is also known as Philosopher's Stone. What he had in his hand wasn't the one that the great mage Paracelsus von Hohenheim managed to create during in his lifetime but instead, the one that was made by the creators of the Moon Cell, basically the purest photonic crystal that humanity has yet to create or attain.

Hakuno didn't pull out the "alternative energy source" out of nowhere, he created it himself prior to the installation of the electrical system inside his abode. For someone like him who have an all-seeing eye and an alien recording supercomputer lodged into his very existence, it's understandable that he could fabricate a Philosopher's Stone that would put Paracelsus' in shame.

Well, what could he say? He just knows how to create one and no one should even bother to ask him how since he was too, bewildered by it.

The bespectacled young adult male then placed the red crystal into its supposed slot. He took a few minutes to check the entire circuitry before switching on the power box. The moment Hakuno did that, the entire system then hummed as it generated electricity in the entire complex. The man did one last check-up before he nodded himself, impressed by his own work.

"Hmm, what should I call this?" The bespectacled 27-year-old lad cupped his chin before snapping his fingers, a smile on his face.

"Photonic Crystal Drive. Hmm, that sounds right."

Any individual would pride themselves after seeing their works, especially something as profound as this.

To explain, what Hakuno had just created was something that would change the entire history of mankind especially in regards to energy. He only just created the first ever perpetual generator in the entire world, scaled to a household fuse box and powered by just a 2 inched photonic crystal nonetheless!

For further elaboration, the perpetual generator works by recycling the circulated electricity and energy to power the power source. The core components of the perpetual generator are divided into four components; Wheel, Generation Furnace, Stability Control, and Photonic Cast.

The Wheel system is a system of funnels that spin throughout the generator. They absorb the photons within the power plant by spinning the funnels inwards and spewing baryonic particles through the vent of the generator. The Generation Furnace harnesses energy to produce electricity. The Stability Control is the "brain" of the generator, regulating the generator's output. It is where the software and mechanisms for the cooling system and soundproofing are to be found. The Photonic Cast is the key component in the entire system, responsible for converting said electricity into energy using the principle of Galvanism which is then stored in the Photonic Crystal.

Since the Photonic Drive was built with the concept of recycling in mind and the properties of the power source used, this allows the generator to create perpetual energy; the Holy Grail for most energy proponents

As much as how he was happy at the big impact of such invention in the history of mankind, Hakuno knew that there were still hindrances for making this device public. He could see many problems that would arise should the Photonic Drive make its way to the public. Oil companies will be the first one to be affected then there are the supernatural factions.

"Well, everything has their positive and negative values depending on the individual who used it." He sighed as he sat on the stool.

Hakuno looked at the ceiling, contemplating on the series of thoughts swimming in his mind. A moment later as if achieving a conclusion or decision, he swiped his hand in the air materializing a holographic monitor and keyboard.

His hands then automatically skimmed through the virtual keypads.