Me and Sensei walk out of the hotel. As we’re walking, I see someone in the crowd laughing maniacally at me. He’s wearing the same hoodie as the guy from the morning. “Hey, Sensei, do you know that guy? I think I saw him in the morning too,” I say as I turn around. “Who?” “That guy wearing the black hoodie.” “There’s no one wearing a hoodie.” “Where did he go?” “I think it’s just grief, Ren.” “Ok.” I swear I saw him. I must be hallucinating; Sensei’s probably right. “Today for your training, Ren, you will be going to a bounty hunter bar, full of, well, bounty hunters. I will be doing a mission, so try not to die, and good luck!” Then, Sensei leaves me at a bar called Devils Pot. “Why is it always me?” I walk in, put on my hood, and try to act natural. Then, some drunk brute yells, “Hey! Isn’t that the 12 billion bounty brat!” Everyone’s attention turns to me. A big guy launches a punch at me, but for some reason, it feels like it’s moving in slow motion. I easily dodge it and punch him in the gut. He groans in pain. “Damn, I didn’t know I could punch that hard.” Then, all hell breaks loose. “That bounty’s mine!” “No, it’s mine!” People all over are yelling to kill me. “SHUT UP!” I yell, and this time, instead of the green, flame-like energy, it is dark, almost pitch black. I start throwing punches. Everyone I hit groans in extreme pain. A guy stands up. He looks super strong, like a muscle monster. He looks at me, then the next second he disappears. I turn around. “What the hell!” I yell. He hits me with one hand, and my head slams into the floor. “Before you even speak, bum. I can’t teleport and I don’t have any energy. All you shithead Aurents are soft, little weaklings.” “Dammit.” I grab a cleaver next to me that belongs to one of the guys I beat up, and I hit him right on the shoulder. The cleaver stays stuck to him. “How do you like that!” He doesn’t flinch. He grabs the cleaver off his shoulder and grabs me like nothing happened. “You insolent piece of garbage. I’m going to kill you, better gather your last breaths.” He throws me like I’m nothing. It feels like I’m flying. I start hitting walls and breaking them because of how fast I’m going. I finally start slowing down. Then, I see that monster running right at me. “ARE YOU EVEN HUMAN!” I block his punch, but the bones in my arms shatter. At this point, I’m coughing up blood. “I’m going to end you and your silly dreams.” I guess the last thing I’m going to look at is his dark hair, muscular face, brown eyes, and his damn abs. Everything starts going dark. Suddenly, I feel a sensation like my cells are repairing themselves, the broken bones connecting again. I look up. “Sensei?” “Yes, Ren. I’ve done my best to heal you. You’re not completely fixed, though; regeneration doesn’t work as effectively on others. Oh, I also forgot to tell you. There are grades ranging from 5 to 0, with 0 being the strongest and grade 5 being the weakest. You, I, and he are grade 0. He is Aurent killer Tenjin Hanma.” “That brat is a grade 0? What a joke. He can barely hurt me. I get it, he has Neutral Energy, but really.” Sensei and Tenjin both lock eyes. Everything feels so intense.
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