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Infinite Cosmos
The World
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Hikari Tahada - Today is the day!
Hikari wiped sweat from his brow as he continued walking through the streets of Kikka. The city was bustling, full of life and people from throughout the entire kingdom. He stopped for a second to stare at the Kingdom’s palace, but instead of admiring like most people, he would use it as a reminder as to what he was there for. To watch it crumble and fall. He carried almost nothing on his person aside from a few tools and rations. His clothing screamed commoner, a simple shirt and pants with his grimoire on his hip. The multiple pieces of jewelry embedded into his nose, ears, and lips almost had a shine to them as the sun pierced down on him. His hair was long and shaggy, almost wolf-like to the point this heat made him debate cutting it off. He would probably be considered handsome to some if he actually put some effort into his looks, but it was clear he didn’t mind. He heard shouts of a miracle potion, but one look at the guy and a frown formed on his face. Yeah, I wouldn’t trust that guy even half the distance I could throw him…
Enough distractions, today was the day! He trained a year for this, and this was the first step to enacting his plan. His plan for a better world. He approached the coliseum’s gates and scanned every line, every person. He was bigger than most people here, and knew he stood out from the stares he got in return, but they would quickly turn away once he matched their eyes. A girl caught his eye, constantly being skipped and moving from queue to queue. What a pathetic little…
Hikari sighed and made his way to the front of the line where the girl was. Nobody dared say anything to the boy with a grown-man physique, for all they knew he probably was an adult. His palm touched the girl’s back and he gently slid her forward to get her number, but with ease. “If you’re going to be a Magic Knight, the very least you can do is speak up for yourself. Don’t let anyone get in your way again.” Hikari had no interest in hearing a response from the pipsqueak, if there even was one. He just folded his arms and waited for the girl to finish.
“Hikari Tahada, number 180!” Hikari took his badge and continued forward. He bumped a few people in the crowd accidentally but gave a head nod as the only gesture of an apology. His attention would be shifted as he saw the situation unfold in front of him with the trio of boys scolding the red-hair boy. Disrespecting commoners, check. Disrespecting the church, check. Of course, because why would nobles be any different? A woman would walk up with her attempt to diffuse the situation, but the last thing he was going to let happen was have this boy and girl be berated in front of his eyes. Vander would never have that. Before he knew it, he was behind the trio of boys, both of his large arms wrapping around the two remaining nobles' necks pulling them into a headlock just like the one did the red-haired boy. His laugh was loud enough to cascade throughout the colosseum, not out of joy however, but to suppress an angry expression on his face.
“Don’t tell me the combat round started already?” Hikari placed a huge smile on his face as he tightened his grip. “Oh riiiiiiight, that’s because it didn’t…” Hikari didn’t care where these people came from or who they were related to, if they didn’t belong in his new world then they were less than garbage. These three were less than garbage. “I respect trying to get competition out the way early and all, I really do, but if you really think so lowly of us commoners then wait until the combat round starts and you can meet him there, or me.”
Hikari released his grasp on the nobles, pushed past them and approached the main bully, towering over him. His hand rests gently on his grimoire, the smile still ever so present on his face. “So unless you are interested in starting this round early, how about we take the lead this gorgeous lady has set out for us, and stop this before the exams begin huh?” Hikari was ready to activate his burning palms at the slightest sign of further aggression. He sent a wink Camilla’s way, although more of an act of acknowledgment than flirtatious.
