They say the Chosen ones are destined to change the course of destiny in all stories. Now, it's the turn of three teenagers to prove themselves in the world from where all ideas are born, and unleash their strenghts and powers in order to stop a tho...
As compensation for such a short last chapter, here comes a very long one. I passed the 4000 word count for the first time, wow! Enjoy, please! (Creepiness incoming, watch out!)
His eyes fluttered open, and Endou found himself laying down inside a pitch black room. Groggily, he stood up and looked around, trying to find an exit or at least some light source. Unfortunately, he found none. Adding to his confused panic, he realized that he was absolutely alone, seeing that he could hear no other breathings besides his own.
-Huh...?
Now a little more awake, Endou gave up the chances of being inside the "room" with someone else, and proceeded to tap the charcoal walls with both his hands, finding them rather hard. They seemed difficult to break; it was beyond his abilities to do such a thing, specially with his powers so weakened-
Wait. What happened to his powers? Silently, Endou checked his hands and the rest of his body in search of an injury or any power-reducing devices, but he seemed just fine. Something was off, however, because his body felt kind of heavy, cold, and the faint yellow glow that usually accompained his hands was nowhere to be found.
It had been a really long while ago since he felt powerless, quite literally, in this case.
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-What's going on...? Where am I? What happened to my strenght?
Something lit up behind him, and he jumped of surprise. He turned around, both fists raised and ready, but only found a small screen embedded on the black walls. No, it seemed more like a projection, given that when he got closer, he found no touchable borders on it.
For a few minutes, the movie remained blank, only a contrast and reminder of the void black room Endou was in. Tired of waiting for a change, he strolled around the empty space, with hopes of finding an exit.
(Months later, he would realize the hours he spent for nothing, trying to get out the Black Room)
The walls were plain, black, with not even one imperfection on them... only a sick shade of ebony black. Endou tried to recall how many names existed for the black color, managing to remember onyx, ink, crow, and possibly midnight, before a distorted sound snapped him back to reality. Again, he spun around, facing the projection, which was not just white anymore. Some videos were being played on it now, and although they seemed familiar, Endou couldn't place his finger on what they reminded him of. The background music grew louder, and he recognized another familiar melody, but no matter how hard he thought, nothing came to his mind.
For a mysterious reason, the song was distorted. Some musical notes were higher or deeper than what they should've been, and there was noise blocking a few segments of the lyrics. Let's get toGEther, be friends FOREVER, we train- train hard to build OUR TEam, a confusing mix of words following the understandable sentences... then loud, almost earbreaking music, blending in with the guttural sounds of the uncomprehensible singer.
