《Fedora/Katana》 To Kill a FedoraBird I am Rain Adams, just a normal 16 year old boy, living a normal in Clockwork City- Hah, as if! I am an internet troll and I like neckbeard fashion, that''s all I can say about myself and I am about to embark on a magical journey right now... "Become a magical girl! Answer questions below and become the one lucky person to become a magical girl! 1. Write down your reasons to become one in 1000 words or less 2. What would be your power? (500 words) 3. How would your costume look? (500 words) (32 entries)" At first, the site seemed like a poll made by a writer with drained out creativity and so, I jokingly answered the three questions with an edgy neckbeard persona. Why? Because I just felt like it... Sure, I like how neckbeards dress but still, they just act plain cringey that I refuse to go out with my trench coat and fedora in fear of being stigmatized. It took me an hour to write up a magical genderbent girl but as soon as I am satisfied with it, I just sent it over. "1. Write down your reasons to become one in 1000 words or less The Greatest Warrior Ever: When my classmates were studying mathematics, I studied the blade. When those near were making friends, I mastered the the ways of the gallant. While my oppressors wasted their days at the gym in pursuit of vanity, I cultivated inner strength. I became the bone of my sword. Trench coats are now a part of my body and my fedora became my heart. I haven''t known death nor the real life, Even with all of my cultivation, I am unable to reach the peak But still, I hope for my utopic future And so I pray, make Katana/Fedora the magical girl! 2. What would be your power? (500 words) Borderline Teleportation Speed: My magical girl body is powerful yet its power is compacted in a neat little package. It is also aerodynamic because large breasts are for slow thots. It also has extreme speed which when used in combination with my sheer mastery of the sword arts, It would seem I teleported behind opponents before cutting them up into a thousand pieces with my ultra brutal strength mixed with ultra accuracy. 3. How would your costume look? (500 words)The genuine version of this novel can be found on another site. Support the author by reading it there. Fedora, Trench Coat & Katana: My main weapon is a katana, sharpened to a single line of atoms. Only to be broken when it is between two unstoppable forces. Then, my trench coat''s pockets are connected to a magical bag with a capacity of a warehouse and with that I am able to use any item I take from my enemies. My costume design has a dark color palette to show my dark origins. Then, most of my costume is asymmetrical as my trench coat only has the right sleeve, my denim shorts with only the left side. (Submitted!)" It was fun but never did I thought I screwed it up so hard... Then, on the next day, I received a small box, big enough to fit a human head. It had a tag that said: "You have been accepted as a Magical Girl, Fedora Katana! Open this package and be who you are meant to be!" I immediately grew suspicious as I never gave my address out on the poll. So, like any sane person would do, I shook to box to check the content but never did I expected it to- "DORAAA, Why are you doing this? My eyes are spinning, dora!" As you see, before I went to pick up the delivery, I was browsing horror sites on the internet. So, being a sane person who has just knew that demons are being shipped in boxes to eat up human victims, the next course of action was to of course stab the box to kill the devil within it. I ran to the kitchen, took out a knife and pierced the box right on the center. "Holy shit, dora! Why do you want your mascot dead, dora!?" The demon shrieked again with it''s high pitched voice to me again from the hole on where I stabbed and so I repeated it 3 more times, with my stabs coming from different angles. "DORAA!? Have mercy! I submit, spare my life, dora!" That time, I saw something black still writhing inside the box. Black is known as a common color of demons so, it further reinforced the idea that inside the box was a demon. Seeing that the damn demon is still alive within the box, I decided that the quickest way to kill it is by holy fire. I took the box into my backyard and poured some isopropyl alcohol I grabbed from the living room into it. I stole the alcohol from when I was hospitalized a year ago on a Christian hospital. Outside Clockwork City was a mess. The Supers emerged since a few years ago, people with super powers. So with demons being real, every Christian hospitals around the world upgrade their disinfectants to double as holy water. Glad I took one for myself. "Dora? It smells good... Have you forgiven me, dora?" I thought the "demon" that time was just bullshitting and is currently dying so, I determined that I should end its suffering. I lit up a match and dramatically dropped it into the holy alcohol soaked box. The box caught fire and so did the wriggling black thing inside it. "DORAAAAA!? IM BURNING! HELP ME!! I CANT FEEL MY LEGS, DORA!!!" It screamed bloody murder as I coldly stared into the burning box. After the screams died out, I quickly extinguished the fire and took out the black object from within the box. It seemed to be a fedora... That said, it''s half burned... I could tell that the fedora is some high class goods but considering it''s possessed by a demon, it was only just that I burned it down. I seriously thought that I could be recruited in an exorcist order by the Church because of my skills but... "-I finally got you, dora..." I seriously heard Morren Freemason, the famous Dwarven actor say in my mind: That moment, Ethan knew: he fucked up... The fedora quickly crawled on my arm as it latched on my face, turning everything to black. "Mysticlad Form!" And so now, I, Rain Adams is transforming as a magical girl... Fate SLASH Stay The black blanket over my eyes quickly disappears as bright lights hit directly my eyes, blinding me. While blinded, something covers my entire body as I felt my clothes melted away. I could not breathe as it seems that whatever covered me was airtight. Oh fuck, is this a transformation or is this how I die? I can''t breathe. Mommy, help me! What coated me shrinks as my bones creak while they are forcibly shrunk. Strangely enough, it doesn''t hurt. Well, it''s more of my body turning into magical substance X if I am to describe it more. Did I lose my memory of being raped by thousands of tentacles then, I am currently being digested right now? Guess, I will find out soon enough... After the shrinking, the light died down and I find myself in a weird place where the background is a bunch of bright psychedelic patterns. It''s as if I''m in a transformation scene-wait, that means... I''m probably naked as I could feel the air on my skin. I soon discover that can''t feel Mr Elephant between my legs anymore but before I could scream, I felt my face cramp to a smile as if my body is someone else''s puppet. My body immediately moves in a choreographed manner as my head looked downward allowing me to see my new body on its full glory. However, my head quickly tilted up as if to prevent my eyes from intruding the garden of purity. Fortunately in that brief moment, I am able to burn the sight into my mind. My hair had become long and dyed navy blue, covering my upper chest as my nipples were censored by some ray of light. My skin turns out extremely smooth with a healthy glow, looking lickylicious, an adjective I use for things I want to lick like my waifu figurines. My body move a bit more as if it is dancing as if I am pondering for viewers watching behind a screen. My head looked down once more, allowing me to save the wondrous scenery of my lower body into my dumb brain. My legs are thicc and my bare feet seems like it would feel good if I get stepped on it- Oh shit, wrong thoughts. However, as my gaze trace upwards I saw that my crotch, like my nipples is being precisely censored by an thin ray of light. D-Did I actually genderbend? My arms move into my loins as if reading my inner thoughts to check Mr Elephant but before it can grab the Schr?dinger''s elephant that both exists and and doesn''t exist, my arms went for my waist instead. AGGGHH, JUST LEMME SEE IF MY BALLS ARE ALRIGHT! Then, a pair of mismatched denim shorts poofed into existence on my lower body. It only has the left side covering up to my knees while the right part is cut really short, just barely below my butt. It is really tight as if squeezing my tiny and but that works as the pants had no belt. My hands then moved to my nipples which is hidden by the light. A button-up T-shirt appeared but it is very short that it didn''t cover my stomach. Another detail that I notice is that the right sleeve is also cut. That is until the realization hit me: People could be watching this transformation from the outside- just because I can''t see outside, doesn''t mean others can''t see in.... I can hear myself sob mentally as imaginary tears of shame flows out from my thoughts. My legs bend over as if it is storing up energy for a jump and it did jump, pretty standard in magical girl transformations... What I didn''t expect is that my body would be suspended midair after the jump as if I''m stuck on my crazy uncle''s anti-gravity trampoline on Bronson City. I spin twice, doing a back flip afterwards and strangely enough, I didn''t get sick and vomit. I felt my long hair being slightly pulled as the sensation never disappears, it''s probably being tied. My left hand suddenly grabs something from behind me before gravity decides to screw with me and drag me back to the ground. Inside the psychedelic patterns, I can''t not see anything that resembles a ground so I can only pray that the auto-pilot controlling my body would not let me die from fall damage. My only solace is the fact that I am not diving face first rather, my legs are going first.If you find this story on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the infringement. While falling, my body moves to quickly wear whatever I grabbed from earlier and it turned out to be a trench coat with left sleeve cut out completely. I can see from the corner of my eye that my loli armpit is visible as my undershirt had a hole for it. -Damn, this body is catering to all sorts of fetishes... After that, I could feel my feet hit the ground as my body bend slightly from the light shock of that actually kinda long free fall. Oh, I remember now! Magical girls have fall damage resistance. Otherwise, how could they do all those shit on anime! My arms crossed each other. A fingerless leather gauntlet formed on my left arm. Then, my right arm swings itself downwards as I can feel rings being worn on my right hand, one for each fingers. It was followed with a stomp with my bare right foot. A metal-toed shoe is created and then- SWISH! My bare left leg kicked in front of me and I felt as if a camera is panning through my leg as I did it. A knee-high sock appears as I did a weird spin kick, creating the weakness of all good men, an Absolute Territory. It is a sacred area that is between a knee high and a skirt but this here is different. This territory is more sinister as you could nearly see the skin crease on the upper leg, hence I dub it the DARK TERRITORY! My hands move over my head as something materialized over my head. Then, I feel myself cringing on the near future as if I developed foresight powers. Oh god, is it a fedora? NOT THE FEDORA!!! The weird dimension suddenly shatters as I find myself back on my backyard. The birds outside were chirping peacefully in contrast to how I don''t know whether to laugh or cry right now. I thought it would never get worse but my body moved again, against my instincts. "Magical Girl: Fedora/Katana, M''lady..." I tipped my fedora as I pronounced the / in my name as "slash". I trembled in shame of what I just done. My premonition has come true... Shit, I actually became my random joke original character I submitted. This is bad, this would mean that I would be wasting my precious free time to save the world! I am a normal high schooler, I can''t spare even an hour as I spend at least an hour daily looking at "offbrand" manga content! I look around with my new body. I notice that my eyesight got better but I lost about 50 cm worth of body height from my transformation as my line of sight is too low. Even so, that didn''t stop me from screaming out my true feelings. "OH GOD, WHY DID YOU MAKE ME INTO KATANA-SLASH-FEDORA???" (It''s spelled as Fedora/Katana, dora!) The previously voice that was screaming for its life earlier echoed in my head as if nothing happened to it. I fucking know, I made this OC- wait, who are you? Why are you in my head? I killed you! I didn''t make Fedora/Katana to be have multiple personalities. (Dora... After our first transformation, our souls became connected. I am Fey the talking fedora! I''m the fedora on your head and your your very own mascot the magical land of Elpia sent for you, dora!) Now, I have to fight interdimensional evils now? This sucks... Can I resign? (You catch on fast, dora! Yes, you are supposed to fight The Darkness, dora. Unfortunately, you can''t resign yet, dora. You have to slay a minimum of a hundred Daemons before you could do so, dora!) I sigh before I asked Fey the fedora. I did it mentally as it seems that Fey can read my thoughts. My next question which was: Can I remove my transformation now? It feels weird wearing this skimpy, asymmetrical outfit in a loli''s body. (Lemme think, dora... If I recall correctly the Mysticlad form could only be recalled after you spend 5 minutes in it, dora. This is won''t be a problem if you have transformed a few times already, dora.) Being so tired with the bullshit I just experienced, I went ahead and sat on a rocking chair on the porch. I sighed as I looked into the sky. My head is really uncomfortable as it could not reach the head rest as I got shorter from my transformation. This is just stupid, I''ll just wait for 5 minutes and maybe fap- (DORAA! A nearby Magical Girl has requested for help!) Ehhh... I''m not helping her, I still need training and stuff. Even if my name is Fedora/Katana, I actually don''t know how to wield a katana. Maybe, I''ll go but after I actually learned how to wield a sword. (If a Magical Girl falls to a Daemon-type Darkness, she will be taken over as a Witch until another Magical Girl purifies her, dora!) This just sucks... Now I have to risk my life, this is bullshit! I leap from the rocking chair, my feet caused the floor boards of my porch to creak. I turn into the backdoor but before I can even take another step, Fey spoke: (You are stronger and lighter than a human, dora. You can leap through the rooftops, dora!) Nice idea, Fey! With that, I follow Fey''s suggestions and bent my legs to wind up before the leap. Then, I leapt with all I had into my front yard and- This is too high!!! I shoot up about 10 meters into the air, making my body weak as I never expected to be this high. Soon, I face-plant into the street as I can''t do anything about it. It never hurt as much as I imagined but it felt like a sting. I looked up to quickly and I saw my British neighbor, Mr Todd stare at me awkwardly as he stopped mowing his lawn. (Doraa... I forgot to cloak you. I''m sorry, dora!) Mr Todd rubs his eyes as if I just disappeared from his sight. I quickly get up as he looks around some more but it seems he can''t see him now. I could feel my heart best faster on how embarrassing it was. Dammit! Where do I go, anyways? (They are fighting on what looks like a park nearby, dora.) The park, huh... That''s simple enough! I begin running and Mr Todd just resumes mowing his lawn as if he just forgotten me. Man, that was goddamn awkward! Teleporting Behind People While running towards the park at a speed of a car, I realize something is off: I should be a blur right now from the way I wrote Fedora/Katana to be. It can be that my power is being subconsciously suppressed by my human nature or it could be that I could- (E-Elpia powered your speed down, dora.) Fey''s interruption causes me to miss a step, making me to kiss the ground one more time. Seriously, the lower point of view and the extra speed is hard to control! However, a really strange sounding roar from the direction I was heading soon reminds me that I have to run into the conflict to avoid a bigger one. They what!? I thought they gave me an accurate 1:1 replica based on the bullshit I wrote for the survey? (But they gave you an ability that lets you teleport behind enemies or at least, seems like it, dora.) Which is? Before Fey could answer my question, the park comes into view but with a dark transparent orb covering it. I can see a vanilla magical girl fighting something which looks like a giant purple chicken thing that looks massively censored. The magical girl looked like 15 but who knows, she could be a sweaty adult when untransformed but let''s not think about it- Anyways, she has a magical staff and her clothing is being torn but not in a manner that allows fanservice. She seems to be losing to the weird bird made up of mosaics. If I had to describe her costume, it would be a really frilly pink school uniform. Blazer, plaited skirt and beret with gloves and boots for accessories. Her hair is tied up in a slightly sexy ponytail that allows her to create a strange sub-specie of Absolute Territory. I never knew necks could be this lewd in real life... (Master... I think you should stop staring at the girl, can''t you see she''s fighting for her life?) Holy crap but the chicken is too big. I''m not getting near that thing! I wish the power I wrote wasn''t melee combat ability... I will be killed instantly if I couldn''t dodge like her! I can''t even run properly without tripping, are you wishing me to die?" (...) While observing from outside the park, I can feel Fey fearshaming me in my mind. What a jerk- Fine, I''m gonna enter, okay! I carefully enter the dark transparent sphere and hide in behind a tree as I kept looking at the battle. (You need to get into the fray but before that, using your power would be handy, dora.) Which is? (A unique ability called Chronostasis-) Chrono is time and Stasis is freezing... I can freeze time? NANIIII!? Then, that could mean I could smash somebody under a road roller and- (You only freeze things in time if you focus on them, dora) I will laugh at them, WRYly... (Dora... You''re not even listening- you can''t do something as ridiculous as that, dora! It''s highly impractical) Okay, that''s still no different to stopping time. How is this fair? I thought Elpia nerfed my abilities? (Focusing is only easy in theory, dora...) The purple blur crowed at the school uniform girl as it charges towards her. The girl ran away like her life depended on it but it seems that she just can''t leave the place. Both of them seem to be unable to notice me so this is a prime opportunity to try my power... Oh shit, I have to stop them... I focus my gaze on the blurry chicken but it still kept moving. Man, Fey was right, huh... Focusing is hard. (I told you, dora! Just keep trying on focusing on The Darkness, dora!) I sharpen my mind once more just to focus on The Darkness. Several seconds passed by like it was for an eternity. The magical girl kept dodging until the chicken became impatient and unleashed its secret move: A long purple tentacle sprouts from its crotch. It looks like Mr Elephant''s trunk, causing me to revile it as I never been into Boys'' Golden Gaytimes. It lunges towards the girl and the worst part is that it''s completely uncensored, unlike the body of its owner. HOLY FUCK! (Your focus is slipping, dora...) Shut up! I''m gonna focus okay! And so I empty my mind as I keep on wishing in my head that the Daemon would stop in time. The chicken''s elongated thing goes like a flash but the girl easily dodges it like it''s nothing. Now, the dog seems a bit tired. Looks like the chicken needs a lot of stamina to do use his "Excalibur"... Oh, I wonder why Americans call their sausages "hotdogs" if they usually use-Love what you''re reading? Discover and support the author on the platform they originally published on. (Focus, dora!) I focus even harder this time. Everything around me becomes muted and monochrome until all I saw was the blurred mosaic chicken clucking really menacingly. The gigantic bird had finally freezes and right in front of it, the injured magical girl seizes the opportunity and twirls her staff. Holy shit, she gonna use her ultimate move, the "stereotypical magical beam!" However, unlike what I expect, the girl runs with her the staff raised to bash the dog''s head probably repeatedly until it''s all mush. In normal magical girl common sense, the head of the chicken should have exploded and we live happily-ever-after but it gets rebound as if the dog''s head is made up of adamantium. My shock makes my focus lapse as the chicken became able to move again. It is a bit confused but it is able to accurately peck off the arm of the girl. It never bleeds as inside the arm looks like it was made up of a white plastic-like material. It still seemed painful though as the girl''s face crumpled into a "HOLY SHIT" expression but the girl is still somehow willing to fight. (Only you and your sword can interact with Chronostatic objects, dora.) WHY DIDN''T YOU TELL ME EARLIER??? (SORRY, DORAAA!) The girl quickly turns away to get away from the dog. While she did that, she looks around for the one who protected the ugly censored and she glares at me. HOLY SHIT, I''M ONLY TRYING TO HELP YOU! She raises her staff as she began running at me with the Daemon chicken behind her. Shit, she''s gonna kill me! In this desperate situation, I am able to strangely to easily recall the familiar feeling of focusing earlier. Everything became muted except two of them as both of them freeze as if the my struggle to activate my power earlier was a lie. See, Fey? Easy! (DORAAA!!! You''re so awesome, master! I thought we''re already toast, dora!) I slowly walk towards the Daemon while still keeping my focus both on it and the girl I almost accidentally killed by my stupidity. If I recall correctly, my trench coat- (Has an alternate dimension at a size of a normal bedroom, it only has your-) Wait, I wrote it to be a size of a warehouse! (S-Sorry, dora... Your request is too overpowered so Elpia powered it down for M-Mystical budget reasons.) Overpowered your mother! What else did they nerf? (Excuse me, dora? What''s "nerfing", dora? You used that term earlier but I don''t know what it meant, dora.) I sigh as I face palmed myself, gently in order to not lose my concentration. Nerfing is making something strong weaker. (Dora! I get it, your strength is "nerfed" to from 8 to a 7, your speed from 10 to 5 and your durability from 7 to 4) Excuse me, did you just mumble a bunch of bullshit stats that never mean anything? Is it the Standard Superpower Scale Index? (Dora...) Fey sighed in my head as he probably realized I was correct. (I can hear you, dora... Anyways, if I would convert it to this world''s standards, your speed is Rank 2, strength Rank 3 and endurance Rank 3) Makes sense but people won''t be able to understand shit unless I explain what each rankings mean. (What are you talking about, dora?) Nothing! I finally step in front of the chicken and it looked kinda evil and angry up close even if it''s face is just a bunch of pixels. This reminds me of my favorite White Card from Cards Against Humanity... (Dora?) "Pixelated Bukkake," haha! Fey shuts up for the moment as I take out a katana from my coat''s inner pocket. The coat pocket seems very empty but I can instinctively grab anything I want as long as I think of it. The glorious Nippon magic-steel sword (folded a thousand times) is light like a twig. (This is just an ordinary slightly-curved magical bastard sword, dora. why are you making it out to be so awesome?) SHUT UP, FEY! I''m focusing over here. Anyways, my sword looked like it could still cut people up so I have no complaints. I draw it from the scabbard awkwardly as I prepare to split the Daemon''s ugly censored head. I wind up my legs and arm like how you use an axe to cut firewood- yes, I''ve been forced to cut firewood when my parents decide to drag me to do some camping. I hate that time when the raccoons- (Dora!!! Your focus is slipping!) Fine, no more nostalgia! The strike smoothly goes through the chicken''s before stopping halfway. There was now a thin red line on the blurry chicken''s head. Before the dead chicken, I take the T-Pose to show my overwhelming power over them as the alpha magical girl on the dead censored bird. (What''s the point in that, dora?) Memes, Fey... They are the genes of the soul... (Excuse me, dora?) Then, a dabbing pose to further show my power of as I stomped on the non-existent metaphorical pride of the dead pile of chicken-flavored pixels. Free will is a myth. Religion is a joke. We are all pawns, controlled by something greater: Memes. The DNA of the soul. They shape our will. They are the culture. They are everything we pass on. (DORAAAA!? What are you even talking about?) HAHAHA, this is actually fun! (You are just messing with me. Just get out of here! You already finished the job, dora!) Oh! Since I froze time, I could try teabagging them... (Dora... Those should not be the thoughts of a Magical Girl) Fine, then lemme snap my fingers instead to show my superiority like how Thanius does it in the movies. My right hand, which is just beside my ear snaps but with the power of a thousand ear-rapey suns. I actually forgot I got super strength. My ears rapture as I could feel my imaginary magical girl blood flow out of my ear. WHHHYYY??? It inflicted a lot of pain like a toe being stubbed in a corner but in the ear. This caused a lapse in my focus as I can feel both the Daemon and the magical girl are now able to move. The chicken''s face splits off as I wish that I didn''t see its insides in all of its gory glory- Weird brain matter and organs galore, I feel that this sight is a masterpiece for gore lovers... Oh god, I can''t be married anymore- (Dora! That''s why I told you to get out!) I looked behind and the girl that I saved had a very complicated expression on her face. She witnessed me dab-snapping, has she? (She sure did, dora...) Fuck, why did I dab? That was so shameful. (Dora?) FEY, I THINK I''M BETTER OFF DEAD!!! I freeze the girl again as I run away from my crime scene, crying. I entered an alleyway around my neighborhood to undo my transformation. I can feel Fey''s weird high-pitched voice consoling me but I can''t hear any of it. When I arrive at home, I simply went to my bed to cry myself to sleep... Team Building While Making Instant Ramen BEEP BEEP BEEP- CLICK I slam my fist down on my alarm clock as I get up groggily. I feel really shitty now- it''s as if I actually cried myself to sleep last night. (You did cry to sleep, dora...) A new black fedora from a coat tree flies into my direction as it bounces around my in a strangely cute manner. (I thought you are strong enough to handle your innate Mirror Invocation, dora. However, you shattered for such a strange reason, dora...) "UWaaa, the fedora is-mmffmffmfff!" Before I even can fully let a yell out, the black fedora covers my mouth to prevent me from speaking. Then, I got a weird flashback. Yesterday, I tried exorcizing a possessed fedora then, it covered my face like a sentient BDSM gear- (I''m not a BDSM gear, dora!) It transformed me into a thicc-thighed loli before giving me neckbeard-themed BDSM outfit- (I said-) Then, I was forced to fight a big censored cock to save a girl from becoming VValpurgistnight and destroying the entire Clockwork City. (It wasn''t that-) After that, she saw me dabbing which made me strangely filled with so much cringe, it literally broke my soul... As I calm down my muffled screams died out. Fey finally drops off from my mouth into my hands. Fortunately, it is still dry as if it never violated my mouth in the first place. What happened back there? (Dora... As you see- Nobles or in your words, magical girls, live a life of increased emotions because of the very nature of their powers, dora. And you, dora... Are highly attuned to the most emotionally unstable among all the Invocations.) What the fuck are Invocations anyways? If this is a life out of my control, I will resign in this very moment! I will throw you away so that I won''t have to deal with this, I''m not gonna end up Clockwork Mental Asylum because of you! (It''s alright if you don''t fight The Darkness, dora... I''m going to admit, I lied to you about the requirement to slay 100 Daemons to retire-) You... That''s bullshit, you lied to me even more! I know it, you''re just like Bob! You are just conditioning me to fight more of the bad guys until I turn into a Witch or run out of use! (-but you have to listen to me, dora. You at least have to keep me by your side, you shouldn''t throw me away!) First, you have to explain. EVERYTHING... "Rain, are you alright? You just screamed a bit now..." My mom''s calls out from outside the door. Damn, she must be worried... This is kinda bad, she might send me back to that bastard again- it''s too soon! "I''m fine, I just saw a really good fedora design online! I''m getting dressed, okay!" I quickly dress as I easily browsed through my closet. It is arranged in a way that every bits and pieces of clothing are highly randomized but each one of them have a piece that works nearby. This ordered chaos is just like how I like my collections to be. I picked out a hanger of my school uniform. I slowly wear a white undershirt, followed with my custom-made weatherproof crimson pants. The pants are made by my aunt Jeanne when she woke up as a Rank 1 Super Genius in Tailoring. The godly pair of pants is warm on winter and cool on summer, it saved my life quite a bit. (I noticed you mention a few of them in your thoughts, dora... Of Supers who are your family- Is it why I saw a spark of justice amidst of your ocean of indifference when you accepted to become-) Stop reading my damn thoughts every time. So far, you have been nothing but an annoyance. Like: "Do shit for me, dora.", "Listen to me, dora", "dora.", "Dora!", "DORAAAAAA!!!" Thump!Stolen content warning: this content belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences. Fey shuts up filling my mind with my much needed silence. But then- "I just heard a bang, are you really alright, Rain?" Looking at my hand, I finally notice that it red and a bit swollen after punching the wall. Damn, that was a bad move... I might worry her. "Yes, I''m alright, mommy. I am very alright!" My voice comes out, just not in a way I want it to. It sounded like one of those triggered people in online videos. Shit... This is all your fault, Fey! (...) I can hear footsteps right outside my door. SHIT! Mommy''s really worried now and she is working very hard to feed me and send me to school as a single parent. Do you have any words for yourself, Fey? (Doraaa... A scary existence is beside the door-) Scary? How dare- Knock, knock. "Really? You sound like my new workmate who just got rejected three times this week. Do you miss him already? Wanna see Bob next weekend?" I sigh in my head, I feeling calmer after mom''s light jab at me. In the end, mom''s acts of fucking around with me is the best thing to perk me up. "Listen, I''m really okay, mommy. I just saw Bob last week on school." Mom''s loud laughter all the echoes through the house as if she is relieved. Man, this house has such thin walls... Her giggle continues for about 10 more seconds until she yawns- Ah, last night was her double shift... Damn, this is really bad. She might be really stressed. "Rain, I''m too sleepy- breakfast''s on the table, see ya!" I quickly rush to wear completely wear my uniform. I put on button-up T-shirt beneath my red school blazer, both by aunt Jeanne. I rush out of my room and Fey awkwardly bounces to follow after me. Looks like my breakfast today is- "Holy shit..." I can''t help but gasp in sheer amazement. Mommy, you might be one of the shittiest parent in the whole wide world but you''re my best mom. You just know when to prepare the right food at the- (I-It''s just a cup noodle-) Fey''s voice is full of awkwardness as if he, she? Whatever, let''s call it a he, it''s as if he wants to break the ice. But sadly, the first words he just spoke was blasphemy- (Doraaa... I''m sorry, please forgive me about yesterday, okay?) Apology is invalid but let me explain what this thing is: this is the legendary $5 instant yakisoba imported straight from Nipponland from the Asian food market''s sacred area- A masterpiece for instant food enthusiasts! This holy food always blows away all my problems whenever she cooks it. In fact, it could be drugged with her love that''s why I feel like that! (That actually sounds scary, dora...) Scary? Hah! Kettle, stop calling the dove black. Nothing is scarier than you right now, who knows you could be spewing more lies than the Incubatrix. (The Incubatrix, dora?) Those magical alien creatures from Medoka Meguca that wanna turn innocent girl''s soul into energy via hope-despair conversion. (Elpia never does that!) HAH, I KNEW IT! You are guilty! You just flat out denied my claim (Doraaaa... This is going nowhere! Just stay silent for a while, okay? If I were to use your diction, I am gonna fucking explain everything to your broken retarded shit-filled brain, dora!) For the first time, I can feel Fey''s emotions surge out from the weird mental link he has with me. What gushed out from the pipe of emotions are anger, resignation and regret- Who knew that magical mascots could even feel so much negative feelings. (I won''t lock out our link as long as you do same, dora! I hope you trust me enough after this...) I silently drain out the hot water into the sink as Fey continues explaining. (You will die in less than a year because your soul is incomplete, dora. This is why clones die so early!) You are bullshitting me, that is because of the decay of their nucleus! The donor cell has already aged that''s why it is happening, dammit! (You shut up! I am genuinely concerned for you, dora! Do you know I spent 10 years as someone''s playtoy just find and fix you?) A mix of anger and love bursts through my mind, making me feel like a needle is inserted through my throat. But even if that is my issue, why would a magical mascot from the magical land be so worried for a dying mortal? It''s not like I''m willing to fight for you people! (DORAAAA!!! I specifically came for you right after that bitch fixed me up, dora! I am literally the missing half of your soul, dora. You are only living right now because you forced in The Light to fill the missing gap, dora! YOU SHOULD BE DEAD 3 YEARS AGO.) Fey''s grand revelation took all the words I was going to speak to him. All I can do right now is silently mix the yakisoba sauces with the noodles. (You are such a stupid half if I say so myself, dora... Just trust me already!) Suddenly, I feel something opening up in my chest, making me feel lighter. I stop mixing the instant yakisoba as my sight blurred. Are these tears? Why am I crying now? (Thank you, dora... You just need to keep me to make yourself complete, dora. I just want to complete the ourselves! You don''t have to fight, dora!) Th-Then, why do you always want me to transform and fight? Y-You are lying! Even if I truly thought of that, Fey''s concern for me easily smothers my distrust like he we knew each other. (I just want to make it go faster, dora... Anyways, just bring me everywhere with you just in case The Darkness attacks...) Hah, that''s bullshit! (Darkness Attacks on My School? It happens more than you think...) Holy shit Fey, did you just meme on me? (Haha, I got some of your memories, dora! Now, it''s my turn to mess with you!) After the mental team building session, an awkward silence formed between me and Fey. This silence actually helped me not to be late for school as it gave me a time to just focus on eating the currently cold yakisoba. Man, the entire screaming session went for quite a long time... After finishing the yakisoba, I stuff Fey into my bag before heading out. Looks like this is the start of the reluctant magical girl, Fedora/Katana... (So, you are actually fighting, dora? You are not really getting paid for this, dora.) I''m only doing this for therapy, okay? I''m gonna ditch you after we are complete. It''s that simple! I''m not getting a freeloader in my mind. Then, I feel something akin to the emotion called smug from Fey. (Even if you say that, dora- I can feel all your concern for me, dora. Oh, you''re so bashful, Rain!) Stupid Fey... Just be grateful I''m not closing up this weird connection... Don''t call me Rain, I am the master you serve therefore, you will address me as Master. (Doraaaa... Whatever, master, whatever...) Daddy Duties "Good morning, Mr Todd!" I wave at my neighbor who saw my magical self faceplant. He looks at me with a WTF??? expression but that doesn''t matter, I''m here as the new Rain Adams! This is a new day and I''m gonna show everyone at school how awesome I am! I can feel panic surging from Fey as he nervously shakes in my bag. What''s the matter, Fey? (Sorry, dora... I got too excited in fixing your soul. I just-) Oh, shit- don''t tell me, you just caused me to behave like a cheerfully retarded magical girl? WHAT THE FUCK, FEY? (I''m sorry, dora! I had to expel your light within or else I can''t complete it.) I quickly run out from my current spot as I suffer from cringe burns internally... (Don''t shout at me mentally, dora! I don''t want your verbal abuse anymore!) ... Fear... As expected, tyranny is the best policy- Then, smugness overflowed from Fey once more. THIS FUCKER- Oh, you are now respecting me? Fine, you get to live a bit longer... Bang A sharp pain pierces my head. Dammit, now what? I look in front of me to see a post. Oh damn, I should''ve looked ahead carefully... This is why you should never have arguments in your head, kids. "Oh, Rain! Nice seeing you here!" A charming familiar voice calls out from behind me- BOB! It''s him again... I don''t need his advice right now. I have to get away, quick! (Dora? It seems you like him, dora...) I fucking don''t! This bastard literally divorced mom after he was caught with not just another bitch but a pack of them. He... He is worse than most scums you meet! "You look like a maiden in love, deeply thinking about something I can''t even fathom..." Panic began surging from my mental link. I can feel Fey sweating coldly at the corner of my mind. Oh damn, Bob might have hit the bull''s eye... (He knows about me, dora...) HOW ELSE COULD HE OBTAIN A HAREM IF HE''S THAT DENSE??? He''s a snake who will poison anything he touches and he will always find a way to bite you! "Fuck off Bob, I have school today." I quickly get up the ground but a cold hand gently grips my shoulder. FUCK, GET YOUR FILTHY COLD HAND OFF ME! "You might hate me but I am still your father. You are thinking deeply about something earlier that you lose sight of what''s in front of you." I turn around around and scowl at the snake behind me but... I find myself unable to do so this time as Bob''s beautiful face greets me as his gentle yet awkward smile has already disarmed my vendetta the moment I saw him. (Holy shit, master... You actually have a crush on your father, dora!) I DON''T! FUCK OFF, FEY! Sure, he might be prettier than mom- but he''s a playah, a H A R E M U M A S T A H, a literal Mary Sue that even I- (Can''t hate him?) Damn right! "L-Let go of me, creep!" I struggle with all I have against his gentle grip but to no success, I am still trapped in his grip for some reason. Bob... You forced my hand- Fey, I need to transform. Mysticlad Form, now! (Doraaa... Even if we both want to, your soul can''t gather up enough Belief to start transforming, dora. I can''t do shit right now, dora!) Fey''s link flares with even more panic as he is in fact, telling the truth. ARE YOU TELLING ME THAT BOB IS STRONGER THAN MY BELIEFS??? Then, Bob''s svelte yet powerful body enveloped me as I feel his small stubble on his chin rubs against my neck. AGGGGHHHH, a classmate in the background just fucking saw me and she''s a member of the YAOI STUDY GROUP! NOOOOOOO, not again!!! "I can''t- if I let go of you now, I feel like I will lose you!" Damn you, it''s just Fey I''m thinking about! I''m gonna watch what''s in front of me when walking, okay!? "Don''t hug me in the public, retard! You''re not a kid anymore!"This novel''s true home is a different platform. Support the author by finding it there. My lovely classmate got that entire line recorded on her smartphone as I can''t help but stop squirming in his arms after listening to Bob''s voice. Come on now, I need to get out of here! I command my body to resist Bob once more but my body rebels against me as a sweet scent of strawberries enter my nose. AGH, WHY THE FUCK??? "Don''t worry, Rain. You can tell me about everything... Did your mother forget your breakfast again?" Strangely enough, tears start flowing from my eyes, soaking Bob''s white suit. This is what I hate about Bob. Whenever he speaks, I get irrational and the entire world bends to his will- I just need to gather up my Belief to transform and escape- I have to gather my beliefs! (Or you could just accept the fact you love him romantically and be done with it, dora!) After approximately three, I can feel my inner thoughts gathering. It''s unlike the first time I transformed. This time, all my will is being poured out on my next words which is: "Fine! I LIKE BOB, OKAY?" (Dora! Why??? Don''t let your thoughts be thoughts- SO JUST SCREAM IT, DORA!) "- Ever since I fucking saw Bob in mom''s red dress, I can''t help it that my damn heart pounds like it''s on drugs or something, whenever I think of him- I can''t fucking love my father that way!" "Rain, I''m very sorry- I never thought of you like that..." ... Bob begins tearing up as well. The classmate I noticed earlier just collapsed for obvious reasons and a crowd is gathering around us. They were whispering, pointing fingers while two people in the crowd are actually taking a video. Shit, did I just loudly confess? It''s all your fault- (It''s actually from your end that started fixing your soul- I did nothing but completely go along with my master''s thoughts, dora! I am completely innocent!) "There''s too many people here. Come with me, Rain-" Bob takes my hand as he coolly strides forward, parting the crowd like what Moses did to the Red Sea. I silently let him do it all as my brain is currently overheating. Sweet suicidal thoughts like: "I should probably kill myself to save my last bits of dignity." began popping up on my head. (Master, you are still too dishonest- you have to be more honest with yourself, dora. You are actually happy.) I... Am not... I am mom''s few allies in this world, I can''t betray her- (Now that I think of it, I just thought of a better solution for your situation, dora.) What? (Who you actually like is the trap Bob, not his real self, dora. He is obviously not into crossdressing, I mean just look at him- White suit and a bit of facial hair, can you call that man a trap? You are just dumbly putting them together, dora!) Now that I actually have somebody who knows me more than myself tell me that fact- I think it was really retarded of me to put them together. I really wish I realized it earlier before this day ever happened or tell you about Bob during breakfast. I now look at Bob''s back as his short brown hair bounce around with the wind. I now can properly feel my hatred when I look at him- that''s right, Bob is absolutely evil... What I saw in him for the last 7 years is just an illusion! Fey suddenly becomes disgusted, probably to my recent thoughts. Are you fucking admonishing me now? (No, dora... Somebody made a contract to a Daemon- right behind us, dora!) I swiftly look back and see a woman. Her hair dishevelled, eyes bloodshot and most of all, she had a scent different to a scent I can sense with my nose- is this the scent of The Darkness? I remember the faint stink of the censored cock yesterday but the scent from this woman is more like actual shit. (Dora! She has contracted a Daemon way stronger than the newborn on you fought yesterday. Be careful, dora!) "Rain, what''s wrong?" Before I can say something to Bob, the dimension around me shrieks around as it distorts. The buildings fall apart, other people fade out of existence until what''s left is Bob, the woman and me. The sidewalk bursts as what I could describe as sewer-scented smoke gets out of the ground. "Bob... I thought you left that bitch for us- HOW COULD YOU! You actually have the nerves to elope with your son!" Bob however is unfazed by the woman''s declaration. He instead lets go of my hand and push me away from him as he faces the weird woman. "Rain, run away until you could get out of this Lair. Call your mother, she should be able to help us. Even if I am not a Noble like her, I am a Fifth Stage Cultivator. I might not be able to defeat her but I am able to hold her back for a long time." Cultivator? What''s that? Some kind of farmer? However, I can''t leave yet. I still have to make Bob pay for all the suffering he''s caused me. What if he dies while fighting this bitch? "You can''t escape, you man-bitch! I will fuck you over for tempting your father like the bitch your mother is!" Oh wow, she''s super pissed.... But unfortunately, you are not that scary! "Bob, are you stupid? Plebeians should stay back and let the real Nobles deal with their disputes!" Fey? Are you ready to to spit on this fake queen? (If she breathes.... SHE''S A THOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!!!) My thoughts exactly! "Mysticlad Form!" As I start a transformation sequence literally worth more than a thousand words, I begin discussing the tactics I will be using to Fey. Fey, you mentioned that Mirror Invocations like Chronostasis gives me schizophrenia- Do I have other options besides Chronostasis? (Yes, Runes with the Mirror Invocation do that but you do have another Rune besides Chronostasis- the Haste Rune, dora. But it''s very weak compared to Chronostasis as it barely increases your physical speed, dora!) Without a doubt, I can certainly say, we are fucked... I shouldn''t have said all those cool-sounding quotes from earlier. Can I just run away with Bob? That''s a simple solution! I can do that, right? (Unfortunately, dora- Lairs of Witches and Daemons can bind victims into them, making it impossible to escape. It is great news that this Witch Lair here could only hold one person so master could just leave Bob to escape, dora.) Leave Bob? I''d rather die than do that- The transformation dimension shatters as I return back to the Witch''s Lair. -after all, I will still have him grovel to mom as payment for this "act of kindness" "Magical Girl: Fedora/Katana, M''lady..." I tip my fedora lightly and the bitch in front got triggered. She shakes in anger as the space around her seem to quake from her anger. "YOU BITCH!!!" The highly distressed thot before me screeches like a banshee as she suddenly grows five tentacles of darkness coming from her back. Hah, that''s pretty standard- that''s nothing compared to the completely uncensored cock''s cock from yesterday! (Stop it, dora! We are no match for this Witch. You don''t know how to handle your sword yet!) I draw my katana, sharp as ever. Listen, Fey... I will absolutely live through this. If I fail, I will just run away using Bob''s plan and get help. Bob stares at me wide-mouthed unable to find words for my current loli form. Haha, take that, Bob! Kneel before your king! "I have her attention, get some help, Bob." I said in a very badass manner, concealing how panicked I am inside, from my very big fuck up... Modern Magical Girl Stories Should Be Dark And Edgy "Blitz!" I cry out a battle cry to activate the Haste Rune and plant a suggestion to myself to go faster. Without a doubt, the sudden acceleration never failed as I shoot straight into the tentacle lady with a horizontal slash ready. My body utilizes the speed from my charge as I slash with all my might. I feel my strike connect but it isn''t on the woman''s body. One of her black tentacles blocks my strike as I see the woman''s lip curl up with a bone-chilling smile of a yandere stalker. Her body swivels like all her joints are ball joints, doing something straight out of Kyushu Ghoul- her body jumps while curled weirdly as four of her tentacles lash out into my body which was left wide open by my previous attack. The woman''s attack sends me flying for about a 5 meters before I am able to grip again the ground properly. Fortunately, the pain I anticipated is severely toned so I was able to stand up very quickly. (Master! She''s coming, dora!) Looking up, she closed in the distant nearly in an instant. Tentacle one strikes, I block it with my sword successfully- Her body twists in a way I can predict because I saw the Kyushu Ghoul anime but her tempo is way off than what I expect. Tentacle two moved with number three but I am somehow able to stop them with my katana- Crunch! I feel something akin to a big needle is stabbed deep into my chest and I am sent flying for 10 meters this time but vertically- that bitch must''ve kicked me or something. Damn, how many of my magical ribs did she break? (Just use Chronostasis, dora! We are getting beat!) Never! I won''t do it, Fey! She chases me into the air with a leap- I subconsciously close my eyes in anticipation of pain. I kept waiting for what seems an eternity until I my face gets pricked by a lot of needles. Her attack never came that I just fell into the ground again... (Keep calm, dora... Try breathing several times before continuing-) I quickly turn my body only to see the monster that beat me frozen midair- I... I just used it... I am- Everything goes into a blur as all I can hear right now is static- just like what old analog TVs sound on invalid channels. Just what is this? (RAIN??? Listen to me, dora! Run away, quick!) The unbeatable ghoul of a woman starts moving again as she looks for me midair. After she reaches the peak of her jump, she looks and spots me, defenseless. Ah, Fey... This is hopeless- (Dora? What are you saying? There is still hope, dora!) I''m sorry for being such a useless master... The monster aims towards me as her sharp gaze eyes her prey. I''m sorry, Bob. I am such a terrible son- (Rain, what are you doing? Whatever you are doing, stop!!!) I take the fedora off my head to cover my face as I feel my tears soaking it. Mom, I know you can''t come right now... My hands grip my fedora tightly as I feel all my emotions flow out into the grip. I am already done for. (There is still hope! Roll to the right, dora!!!) She lands into me as her fingers did deep into my neck. She lifts me as my hands that cover my face unveil her sneering face. She begins moving her mouth but I am unable to hear anything but static as my heart slowly eats itself away. Ah, you''re right- there is hope. Fey, at least live on for me... (DORAAAAAAAAA!!!) The fedora in my hand suddenly turns into an orb of light as it flies away into the horizon faster than a bullet. My Mysticlad form vanishes as I felt the full pain of having someone''s fingers dig into your neck. ...Help support creative writers by finding and reading their stories on the original site. Fey''s PoV: Rain forcefully ejects me to send me out of the Lair. The despair flowing into me abruptly gets cut right after. My fedora body lands into some building overlooking the large Lair which can only be seen by Nobles and people related to their world. I... I fucked up really badly... I-I am supposed to help Rain- to help myself! Instead, I got too into the moment and lost it when it mattered so much. I should have explained how Mirror Invocations work exactly so that he won''t fall next time he uses them. I should have been more honest with him when I met him so that I could get along with him quicker. I... (-DORAAAAAAAAAAA!!!) (What right do I have to exist if I can''t even help you!) My mental scream echoes into the void which used to be the mental link between me, further reinforcing the feelings of loneliness and regret. Damn, this is hopeless. I need to somehow find Bob and rescue Rain. It might be very hard but- (Zel? Are you a new Guardian around this area?) A voice similar yet a bit deeper compared to mine echoes in what used to be our mental link. I... I screwed up again- (Where are you right now, zel?) I should not have screamed into the open Mindscape- Our existence must not be known by the other other Nobles right now or else Rain- (Whatever problems you are experiencing, we will come to help you, zel!) ... I must not- (You might have doubts on my abilities but I have three strong Nobles under me, zel. They are pretty much invincible when together, zel!) Oh, I get it now... We can just slaughter them away after using them- we have Chronostasis, we have Bob, nothing can go wrong- (My only Noble lost to a Contracted Witch, dora. He is being corrupted right now. Come quick, dora!) I said in a flustered manner. I made sure to pump in extra impatience and worry for Rain to my lie and what came out was a flawless "truth". (Really, zel? This is serious. We will be there, zel!) I''m sorry but this must be done. Blame your kindness for trusting us... ... Bob''s PoV: I was able to escape very quickly thanks to Rain. As soon as I get out of the Lair into a dark alley, I quickly open my flip phone to call my ex-wife. That Witch is probably too strong for everyone I know except her. "Oh, you called?" Her cold voice announced that I am unneeded right now. Damn this bitch! She actually broke my son and still, her way of speaking has never changed. I always wondered for the past years why was I so foolish to believe her for the since our marriage? "Listen, I need your help-" I am about to tell him about Rain but knowing her: "If it''s about your ''love'' for me then, I don''t need any of it right now~ I mean, I am quite sure you will gut me on first sight, hahaha. I''m quite busy right now so-" She will ridicule me based on how I can''t possibly track her right now. However, I still know something that will compel her to act. "It''s about Rain, Stacie..." I feel her ridicule suddenly shift into a purely malicious aura from the other side of the phone call. After all, Stacie is a person who is quite protective of her toys. Even if that includes my son. "Oh, my little doll? What of him? Did you finally break my charm on him?" A brief trace of a familiar energy begin crawling out of my phone. Heh, tracking me already? That''s fine that works handsomely on my end. "He was captured by a Witch and-" Supernatural electricity begin cracking from phone as I felt my ears being stung for a bit. "Just how desperate are you to remove his charm to use a Witch? You can''t just leave after messing with with what''s mine, you will pay for this foolishness, Bob!" Wait... If Stacie didn''t help Title Rain as Noble with her methods then- how could Rain be a Noble right now? He shouldn''t be one. His soul is mangled by Stacie in her experiment while she was bearing Rain in her womb. Even if she stuffed in The Light in the remaining empty space of Rain''s vessel, a Noble would require a full soul to do it. "Wait, Stacie-" "You are courting death!" She''s not listening anymore- I quickly crush the flip phone I have been using for quite some time. I can''t have her shooting lightning out of it. Damn, this is terrible- if Stacie finds out Rain is a Noble, she would experiment on him again without a doubt. ... Fey''s PoV: As I glide downwards into the edge of the Lair, I luckily find a familiar brown-haired pretty man in a white suit. He is looking down from a short building''s roof as if he is waiting for a not-so-friendly acquaintance. (Doraaaaaa! Bob-) He suddenly vanishes and the next thing I know is that I am pinned on the building''s wall behind me with a Chinese sword pinning me down. "Did Stacie send you? You must be her new Guardian. That woman always changes her personnel every year-" Bob said to me in a voice that can freeze someone solid if words could affect reality. (No, dora! I am with Rain, do you remember Rain''s Mysticlad form, dora?) Bob''s face eases up as he releases me before putting me on his head but his hand never left my body. He... Isn''t planning on letting me go... "So, you are the reason Rain is a Noble... Why would you Title him? Why did you make him the same as that woman?" (Dora... You can say that Rain and I are once one person-) His cold atmosphere returned once more and his eyes become sharp like daggers. Did I mention something bad? No, I am not seeking death right now! "You- are you Stacie''s ''mother?''" (Dora? Who''s Stacie? I only want to be whole with Rain, dora!) I immediately cracked the truth but the second part of my sentence sounds kinda worrying because I worded it badly. (Rain will die early unless I become one with him, dora. I need to save him but other Nobles must not know of it or else-) Bob''s grip on me loosened as his face turns pale in worry. "- they would experiment on him again..." (That''s right, dora! That''s why we need you, dora! Rain might hate you outside, Bob but deep in his heart he still has that spark of love for you.) "... Really? I thought it was so weird for him to say those words earlier today." Bob smiles as he tears of joy flows through his face. Looks like I can trust Bob. He truly cares about Rain after all. (Actually dora, it was the weird incestuous eros for you that kept his love for his father intact. Honestly, Rain''s so weird in that aspect, dora~) "Thank you, whoever you are- now, I think I can break Stacie''s curse on him..." And so, we spend the next few minutes scheming to take Rain after the Nobles we called finish their jobs. Interlude: An Evil Organization Leaders Log Entry 0: Shadow Rifts and Preface Shadow Rifts are areas where The Darkness spawns and Nobles congregate. I am highly fascinated by the Nobles that I have decided to research them for the foreseeable future. I will be first documenting the known Shadow Rifts to construct research bases to try and create the strongest Noble, a chosen one if you will. Entry 2: Information Dig From a willing Noble in Shikiyama City, I am able to dig up a large amount of information pertaining Nobles. I have compiled them on a separate document. They are far too trusting LOL Entry 9: Clockwork City In the eyes of the public, Clockwork City is the largest known independent state with minimal Super presence. It spans about 1,200 square kilometers with a majority of its area covered in large buildings with suburbs surrounding the city area. This is a pretty boring city if not for the Shadow Rift. Entry 154: Noble Candidate Divination Using our resident fortune teller''s Chosen One Divination adapted into a electronic format, I am able to find 36 possible candidates with 23 of them on known Shadow Rifts. One of them has the person that Prototype Artificial Guardian 001 is seeking out. It is very eager to escape and soon it will have its "freedom" as I planned. Entry 156: PAG1 Activity Log, "escape" Prototype Artificial Guardian 001 has successfully escaped based on the "openings" shown by my "defective" homonculi guards. It is currently being observed by a Magitech-enhanced stealth drone which its unable to detect. Hah, what a simple-minded idiot! Entry 159: PAG Activity Log, post-"escape" Prototype Artificial Guardian 001 is currently moving towards Clockwork City''s District 8. It displays higher intelligence than anticipated as it actually shipped itself towards a destination where it is instinctively drawn to. The Artificial Guardian''s shipping address seems to be one of the ip addresses from our divination. EZPZ LEMN SQZY!This story is posted elsewhere by the author. Help them out by reading the authentic version. Entry 161: Prime Candidate Information Rain Adams is a shy teen with a large self-confidence issue, according to his teachers on his school. He lives with his mother, Stacie Adams who works in the District 4 hospital. Stacie''s ex-husband Bob Bobbert frequently encounters Rain out of school in which Rain displays highly aggressive response, possibly due to his divorce with Stacie. Rain however, is very active in the web. He primarily engages in taunting other people in forums and social media but his statements are rather mild compared to the rest of the modern trolls, horribly lacking in malicious intent. That''s not how you troll online, dammit! Entry 162: PAG Activity Log, Contact After the box enters close on the Candidate''s Area, the drone is unable to track it. I hypothesize that Stacie or a neighbor must have turned the entire area into their Palace. Fortunately, the Magitech vital tracker still transmits data. Upon first contact, The Artificial Guardian has received light damage to its Inner Light body from cuts, followed up by severe burn damage. The Candidate''s recent search history suggests that he has been reading "Man-Eating Ghouls in Boxes" to explain his recent action. The Artificial Guardian is somehow able to Title the Candidate as a Noble but Rain''s Mysticlad state is different to ordinary Nobles in a way that the Artificial Guardian''s soul merges with his. Looks like I would need Soul Stitcher''s collaboration on this project once more. Entry 163: PAG Activity Log, Combat Not long after the first Mysticlad, Rain engages with a Level 2 Daemon and wins the confrontation by a large margin. His mental state seems to be severely shaken from the encounter. Entry 169: We are moving I''m moving to the Clockwork City base so I won''t be writing any logs for about 3 days. Great thing, Soul Stitcher has suddenly got interested again in my little Chosen One.