@tsukimiiya & @onipride

Dante would be lying if he said he felt any sort of comfort in this situation. The gun holsters hung empty at his hips and the familiar weight of Rebellion on his back was absent. And maybe he was just losing his mind a little bit, but he felt as though he had... weakened significantly. He didn’t dare attempt to call on his demonic power, deciding the situation wasn’t quite that dire.

He was, however, travelling with two people, one of them carrying a giant fish, and the other a staple gun. Dante himself had found his weaponry replaced with what seemed to be a toy fishing rod with a fish at the end of a pitiful string. An unfortunate turn of events, but he’d make it work.

As the team progressed throughout the labyrinth, they came to a door. Unfortunately, once they got closer to the door, a large statue crashed down from the ceiling and landed rather inconveniently in front of their path. It was a perturbing statue, to be sure: a man kneeling on the ground, crouched forward with his hands on his elbows, covering his ears. He looked almost painful.

“Only a pure of heart and mind may pass,” came a whisper, seemingly from the statue. “Confess what darkens your heart, what haunts your dreams, and what regret falters your step.”

Dante furrowed his brows in confusion for a moment before scoffing.

“Well, that’s new. Haven’t fought whispering statues before. Statues, yes, whispering, no.” Dante spun to face his two teammates.

  pulling out the scissors tucked within his haori, one snip at the air was all it took for petals to conjure beneath his feet, spiralling together to unify as a large pink flower. a small smile graced sadamatsu’s lips; at the very least, he retained selfish flower — because without it, then he would truly be alone in this world.

falling back almost comically, the manifested flower acted as a mattress for the young man. all he desired now was a nap. however, as eyelids began flitting to a shut, a shadow blocked out the light, provoking them to open again to only lock with lurid, red irises. 

…a person? did someone want to talk to him? faint expectations caused his heart to flutter, but sadamatsu decided to not to cling onto hope. propping himself into a sitting position, he faced his new company.

❝ hello… do you need something? ❞

    Dear Tsubasa Mori,

Welcome to Hiraeth Academy. You have been summoned here by a great force of power, as a chosen one to attend our facility. It is within these halls that we hope you learn to better yourself and become more in-tune with the abilities you have been given. We hope that you are able to reach an even further understanding of your abilities: Purification, Superhuman Strength, and Oni Heritage, with the help of our expert-level teaching staff.

You have been assigned to Dorm 607 with Hana Sabatka. Please find your way there using the map located on the backside of this letter. Afterwards, you will be asked to attend a brief orientation where you will be given your class schedule and appropriate uniform.