The Author's POV

Hollberg's sky was dyed in an orange hue. The sun was coming up from the horizon, but the scene reflected by the rising sun could only be described as tragic.

Agents surrounded a certain mansion, and desperate cries and echoes resounded across the space.

-Weeeeeooo! -Weeeeeoooo! -Weeeeeoooo!

The sound of ambulances traveling back and forth between the mansion and the hospital continuously resounded throughout the city of Hollberg. Inside of them, either corpses or wounded people were being carried.

Although the situation had been taken care of by the professors who killed all of the black-clad individuals before the agents could arrive, the aftermath of the chaos still remained.

"Students Kevin Voss, Amanda Stern, and Emma Roshfield. We heard the story."

Outside the mansion, a formal agent wearing a black suit scribbled on a piece of paper as he talked to Kevin, Amanda, and Emma.

"We will ask for details later, so go back and rest for now. Our agents will take care of the rest."

After asking Kevin, Emma, and Amanda a couple of questions, the agent dismissed them. It was evident that with everything that was going on, he was very busy.

Agents were different than Heroes. Agents were people specifically selected by the central government to take care of important incidents and assess the situation.

They were compromised of non-combatants. Most of them had professions that were very useful for supporting roles or administrative-type jobs.

Their job was to assess the situation and scene to later communicate it back to the central government who will later dictate under which jurisdiction the incident will be fall under. Either the Union or the central government, with the union being responsible for incidents that involved demons and villains.

"Um, sir. Jin is…"

Hesitating, Emma looked up at the agent and asked, to which the agent replied with a short and curt reply.

"He's fine. Although his injuries aren't light, he should make a full recovery by the end of the week."

"Yes, understood."

Satisfied, Emma didn't ask any more questions.

"Go back. We will shortly escort you to the hospital to get you guys checked"

"Thank you"

Thanking the agent, Kevin and the rest followed another agent.

As they walked, looking around, Kevin glanced at the other students.

Many of them were crying and grieving. The people with whom they were happily chatting and joking the night prior had either died or were on the verge of dying.

It was a truly saddening and horrific night...

As he looked around, Kevin also found certain students helping out with the unexpected emergency. They were helping the agents and professors carry the corpses of their fellow classmates towards the ambulances.

As they carried the corpses of their fellow classmates, the faces of the students could tell it all...

Closing his eyes and turning his head away from the students, Kevin knew that this incident will forever be marked in the hearts of everyone present.

No one will forget this day...

"Here"

Arriving in front of a large tent where many students and professors were residing, Kevin couldn't help but notice how everyone looked exhausted.

This was especially so for Donna who had dark circles underneath her beautiful eyes.

'She must've overworked herself...'

with Emma and Amanda found a place

help the students. They cooperated with agents and students to try to get as many people

did Donna rest. This just went to show how much she cared about the

"..hm?"

from Donna, Kevin's eyes couldn't help but drift towards a certain individual who was talking to an agent

had jet-black hair and deep blue eyes, and despite having been through the same situation as the others,

his clothes were in a bit of a mess, he looked to be relatively unharmed. He didn't look like someone who had been through the same incident as

'It's him...'

one that was looking at him, as he noticed both Emma

expressions were different, Kevin could tell that both of them knew that they weren't

agents, evidence showed that he, Amanda, and Emma, were responsible for killing the last black-clad guy...The

for Amanda and

definitely supposed

They all knew that.

themselves alive...and next to them was the corpse of the black-clad individual laying face flat on the floor without any signs

they were

Did they kill him?

manage

soon

It was impossible.

they attacked he was already quite injured due to his fight with Kevin, Emma and Amanda

were extremely lucky, there was no chance

the autopsy report regarding the black-clad individual

injured, what killed him wasn't their last-ditch attack, but a clean sword

soon as they found out this piece of news,

was the person responsible for killing the black-clad individual, but Kevin knew...he knew it wasn't

to the agent in

and why was he hiding

...

"...Hmmm"

pungent smell of alcohol,

"Khh..."

fluorescent light, Jin felt a throbbing sensation on his right

and after the pain passed away, trying to sit up straight, Jin suddenly felt a sharp

-Pomf!

the end, he could only helplessly lay down on the white hospital mattress. Once again staring at the white ceiling above

to him. Fragmented memories of what had happened prior to waking up

almost dying and being held by the throat

only after a couple of seconds that Jin fully understood what had

feeling, but

bitter taste

'Ah...'

-Pita -Pita

"huh, what's this?"

cheeks, Jin noticed a few droplets of water falling down from

"....ahh, shit"

with his arm, Jin clenched his

'How pathetic'

Pride

first started when he defeated a ranked warrior when he was eight years

in the room at that time were something that he still remembered to

he

on back then, but that day