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The Truth

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Chapter 3

The figure seemed to be running with a blindfold in hand.

 

As soon as he reached the corridor, he blitzed forward to Genma like a bullet train and then covered his eyes in a flash.

 

The students snapped out of it. Their brains ached for them.

 

Their sight got blurred and they held their heads .

 

“Aaaaah, my head hurts,” a boy wailed.

 

“What just happened” a girl said in mental pain.

 

“We were just looking into his eyes, and we all lost,” another boy said, widening his eyes at Genma.

 

“I have never seen so much aura. Just by looking and the whole school lost. This guy is…”

 

“For a second this boy trapped the whole school with just his eyes. He’s going to be interesting. There’s no doubt in my head that his eye is a celestial eye” the figure reasoned.

 

“You can still see right”

 

Genma did not react. He just told the truth.

 

“Yes. I can still see, even with the blindfold on’

 

“Am sorry but you can't look at anyone with those eyes…they are celestial.”

 

“I know. My core explained that it is. It said the eyes were called…what’s it again…”

 

“Oh yeah…Gemini.”

 

“Well for now keep Gemini like this…under the blindfold.”

 

“It seems Zenith sensei is the one who saved us. If he hadn't , we would be stuck there forever” a swordsman student thought.

 

“What's your name kid?”

 

“I am Hiroshi. Hiroshi Genma”

 

“Blaah Blaah. SHUT UPP!!!” Zenith's voice echoed across the corridor.

 

Genma opened his mouth a little in shock and closed it.

 

“First names are a drag. What's the name they call you?”

 

“Genma. It's Genma.”

 

Zenith smiled with his mouth widened open.

 

“Well Genma…I am Zenith”

 

“Zenith?”

 

“Yes, that's me alright. What brings you to the Anima Academy, Genma?”

 

“Ani..wha..Academy??” Genma twitched his right hand finger at his head.

 

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“Yes. Anima Academy. What brings you here? Or are you a new celestial?”

 

“Yes I am. I’m looking for my sisters”

 

“He’s looking for his sisters. This boy seems to be a lost soul. What a pain. I thought he was forged like me.” Zenith placed his hand on his chin, thinking.

 

“Maybe the new girl I saw earlier…”

 

Flashback: Zenith takes the hand of a pink haired girl from the grass field in front of the school.

 

“Are they related? Maybe” Zenith placed his hand down.

 

“Eeerm Zenith, is there any problem?”

 

“No. In fact, follow me. There’s someone you have to meet.”

 

Zenith turned away and started walking toward the classroom alleys. Genma followed.

 

As Genma followed, Zenith explained a few things while walking and Genma listened attentively.

 

As they passed by they saw students in class and others doing their own deeds outside .

 

The students whispered looking at Genma.

 

It's him.

 

“This is Anima Academy. It's a branch of the Anima Society. I am sure you are wondering what that is.“

 

He’s so gorgeous.

 

“The Anima Society is a generational organization of Sorcerers and Swordsmen. I am part of that Society.”

 

Is he a sorceror?

 

“We are fight soul eating bastards called Genju, soul reaping asses and soul stealing bastards”

 

“So we make sure every new celestial with power joins the school to learn how to use pneuma to fight the corrupt Soul Forces”

 

“Pneuma??”

 

“Yes Pneuma. It's the soul energy that lives through every living bastard in the soul realm.”

 

“We all have pneuma. It is used to channel techniques called Youjutsu”

 

“Youjutsu??”

 

Zenith grabbed his own left arm and raised the left slightly. A green flame essence came from it. He turned to Genma but still walked backwards.

 

Genma saw through the blindfold and opened his mouth a little and closed it.

 

“Yes this is my pneuma and from it I can channel any youjutsu in my grasp”

 

Lightning and fire alternated from the green flame essence then it went off when Zenith did so. He turned and continued walking to a staircase.

 

“Zenith. How did you bring your pneuma out?”

 

“Usually what you do is meditate and concentrate on your soul.”

 

They were on the second corridor and they passed by classes.

 

Then finally they reached Zenith's office. He pushed the door knob and they entered the office.

 

But before Genma entered he stopped. His eyes locked on the girl sitting on the chair in Zenith’s office. She seemed to be looking through the window, her chin on her fist.

 

She was pink haired and delicate, wearing the elegant sorcery outfit for female celestials. She looked like young teen.

 

Genma remembered Masami’s cute face in his head and he wanted to call her.

 

“Masami?” Genma called.

 

“Mmm…m” the girl murmured and turned her face toward Genma.

 

She looked different and so did he, but the flame of sibling's bond never quenched.

 

Genma quickly removed the blindfold himself .

 

“MASAMI IS IT REALLY YOU?” Genma asked.

 

Masami finally recognized that voice and the bond he had with his brother. She got up.

 

“BIG BROTHER. YOU’RE HERE TOO!!!” Masami smiled and started running to his big brother

 

“MASAMIII!!” Genma stepped in smiling.

 

“GENMAAA!!”

 

Masami opened her arms joyfully into the air and then hugged Genma tightly,placing her head on his shoulder. Genma also hugged her proudly.

 

She closed her eyes and felt the warmth of her big brother once again.

 

“Are you done with your family reuninon yet???” Badass Zenith asked.

 

The siblings separated and looked at Zenith. Genma placed the blindfold on.

 

“Actually…No. Big Brother, where’s Miyuri?” Masami looked at Genma

 

“She’s not here?” Genma looked at her sister

 

“No”

 

“Wait there’s another one?” Zenith asked.

 

“Yes. Miyuri.”

 

“Did she die before you all at the same time?” Zenith looked concerned, his eyes widened with seriousness and slammed his desk with both hands.

 

The desk bent. The sound wave shattered the louvers — CRACK

 

“She died before all of us…at the same time. What's wrong” Genma asked.

 

Zenith stood back and closed his eyes

 

“I have to tell them the truth. Because dead souls who don't come to Paradise first are special souls. Which means, there’s no doubt, she ended up at Chyros, the Abyss.”

 

Zenith opened his eyes and looked at the siblings.

 

“The home of Kyokuza, the Nyx King”

 

“I’m sorry to say this…but your sister,”

 

Masami stepped forward.

 

“Our sister is what. Spit it out Zenith”

 

“I won't say she’s dead. She’s in danger.”

 

Their throats tightened.

 

“WHAAT. HOW! WHY.” Genma exclaimed

 

“Celestials who die first in a joint massacre are special souls. And all special souls end up in Chyros, the Abyss”

 

“Chyros, you mean the third world of the Soul Realm. But this is Paradise.”

 

“Exactly. Now Chyros is called the Abyss and home to the Hyogikai,corrupt soul gods who steal souls.”

 

“They are extremely powerful and celestials who end up there are reaped off their souls. But don't worry. Once you kill a Soul God, the souls it consumed will be set free.”

 

The siblings' eyes widened in fear. Their hearts were pounding.

 

“But defeating a Soul God is beyond difficult, the more souls, the more power. If you want to save your sister, stay in Anima Academy. I will teach you how to use pneuma and youjutsu.

 

Masami turned to her brother. She panicked.

 

“BIG BROTHER. LET’S GO AND LOOK FOR MIYURI BEFORE IT’S TOO LATE!!!”

 

“No. It pains to say it but we have to stay and learn how to use our power. It hurts me that I can’t rush to her now, but Zenith is right. If we enter without being prepared, we would just end up like Miyuri.”

 

Masami realized the truth of being unprepared and her mouth fell open.

 

“Zenith sensei. Please teach us.”

 

Zenith smiled.

 

“Tch. WELCOME TO THE SOCIETY, DUMBASS!!!”

 

“Now I need you to head to the sparing grounds. Your eyes, Gemini, will show you, I will be there in a sec”

 

The siblings nodded and went out of the office.The happy emotions faded into concern and worry.

 

They stayed in silence as they walked down the staircase. The sparring grounds were just ahead.

 

They entered the sparring ground that almost looked like a coliseum. Students sat down chatting and two boys were sparring at the center.

 

Then all of a sudden, a stone launched at Genma’s head.

 

He dodged — Right.

 

The siblings looked up at the boy sitting on the railing juggling the stone

with one hand and his other hand on his knee.

 

His hair was dark red. He wore a red jacket with dark pants and his eyes’ iris seemed to glow red.

 

“HEY. SO YOU ARE THE BASTARD PULLING OFF A SHOW ON DAY ONE!!”