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What happened 400 years ago changed our lives. Our world in fact. What happened exactly? Well, let's just say that it led to the development of what we call, Magic.

As we all know, Magic was something that we considered a fantasy. Something that was only in our imagination. Well after what happened 400 years ago, our fantasy and imagination became reality. We now use it in our everyday lives. From things like sharpening our knives by implanting magic into them, or from things like creating medicine.

Well anyway, enough about the basics. Let's get on to what happened before we were able to Manipulate Magic.

Dungeons.

Dungeons appeared at the exact time that Magic appeared. They are random structures that appear out of nowhere. The size, shape, color, and or Magic power that they release can all be random. What lives inside of those Dungeons are monsters.

Everyone knows what a monster is. Whether it's that person who watches NTR for fun or a creature that haunts you at night. The monsters in Dungeons however can use Magic like us Humans. That makes them an even more threat than our standard monsters.

Now, I said before that we can manipulate Magic, but what does that mean? First off, if you were born after or even during the events that happened 400 years ago then you should be one with Magic. Being one with Magic means that you have Magic flowing throughout your entire body. Basically, everyone has this.

Magic can also be found in the air around us. Going off of all of that information, a person or thing would have to use that Magic inside of them and manipulate it, to cause your Attribute magic to come out.

Anyways, humans get a random form of magic. Whether it's Fire magic, or even smile magic, it's all random. There have been cases of people having the same type of magic and its not some big deal. It's actually quite common.

Well between the 4 main elements that is.

The 4 main elements are Fire, Water, Earth, and Air. Those are the most common Magic attributes that people can use. From there, someone might develop Light Magic. Light Magic would be what we call Unique Magic. Unique would be like Smile Magic, meaning it's random and unexpected. They are the same essentially.

That's pretty much it. Once you get the basics of what I've just explained, you'll eventually understand it. Now, the story can finally begin.

Oh, and if you were wondering, I have what is known as, God Magic.

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RING.

The sound of a door opening up caused a man with a glass cup in his hand to look over. He seemed to be in his 60s as he had white hair with slightly wrinkled skin. He wore a black long-sleeved top, followed by black trousers and black shoes. His skin was shinny as it seemed to be glistened by sweat.

"Old man? You in here?"

A young teenaged boy said quietly. Not only was his voice low, but an apathetic look was also the only thing plastered on his face.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm here."

The old man's voice was that of a normal old man. Hearing his response, the teenager sighed out and walked up to the bar.

"Why does the sign say closed then?"

He asked as he sat down on a stool. The old man however just pointed to a clock that was hanging up on the back wall. That caused the boy to look and say...

"It's 8 already? Time goes by so fast nowadays.."

The old man chuckled at that. He then sat the glass cup he was cleaning down, and reached for another.

"Were you playing your games for the entire day or something?"

The old man then bent down and came back up only a couple of seconds later. He had a bottle in his hand labeled 'For God Only'.

"Well, you know. I start school tomorrow, and I just wanted to relax all day, so of course ill choose to play games to help that."

The teenager sighed as the man began pouring the juices in the bottle into a glass cup.

"First day of Magic High. Are you happy Daemon?"

He sat the cup down in front of Daemon, who picked it up and took a sip. After a couple of seconds, he pulled the glass away and gave a long sigh.

"No."

Like he was expecting that answer, he took the empty glass away and poured another.

"So? What have you found out?"

The old man asked as he kept pouring. Daemon hearing this pulled out an envelope and slid it to him.

"Charles blake. Age 27. Height, 6'5. Weight, 230lbs. Known for his intense heat in fire magic. Hes an S rank hunter that completed 7 S rank dungeons, 20 A rank dungeons, 2 B rank and 20 F ranks dugeons too. He quickly rose to the top and become known as 'The Fire King."

The old man nodded at the information he already knew.

"But we both know that that's only the surface."

He passed the bottle of juice towards Deamon and took the envelope. He then opened it and what he saw made his face scrunch.

"Charles Blake. Also known as 'The booty reaper'. He has assaulted more than 100 people. Killed over 1000 people out of his own will. Raped his wife and forced her to marry. The list goes on and on, but this should be enough to get me my pay."

The old man was looking at photos of what Daemon was describing. He saw a big, buff man beating on children and adults. He saw him naked in one photo with his hand on the back of a crying woman's head as well.

"Good work Daemon. Your days as an information broker does not dissapoint."

The old man snapped his finger, causing the envelope to disappear and a wad of cash to appear. Daemon slightly smiled and picked up the money.

"For all that information, I get..1 million dollars? Are you scamming me old man?"

Charles Blake was a famous influencer in the world. That much information should at least set him for life.

"I know your upset about the amount your being paid. I would too. But you must know that I can't get buyers that are of high standards. Even the higher ups have this sort of information already. Its just the small busineses that want this sort of stuff."

Deamon got up and sat 20 dollars down on the bar.

"Yeah, I know. Take care old man. I won't be seeing you this much passed today."

He started walking to the door with his hands in his pockets.

"Yeah. You take care too. Remember to be easy.."

Daemon smiled at that as he closed the door behind himself. He then sighed out slightly and started walking back towards the street. The bar was in a dark alley that barely anyone could see.

'Well, I can't complain really. I'm making more than your average 16 year old..'

He got to the sidewalk and looked around. The huge buildings around him glowed in the semi-dark sky. 'The first day of school is tomorrow. I'll try to get myself into the lowest class there is..' He put his hand up and a vehicle soon pulled up. He got in and closed the door behind himself.

"Where to?"

The man in the driver's seat asked. Daemon only looked out the window, staring at the bright stars in the process.

"Drive 1000 feet in the direction your already going in, and when you get to a stop light, make a left and drive until I say stop."

The man heard his odd instructions, and was about to retaliate when Daemon placed a 100 dollar bill into a small glove box behind the passager seat, he immediately started driving away.

"Hey, kid. Why are you out this late? Shouldn't you be home or something?"

The man looked in the review mirror at the blank-faced boy. He noticed that the place he was picked up in was also in a 'Dark' part of town.

"I was visiting my old man."

Deamon then closed his eyes and opened them after a few more seconds. He noticed that the man was staring at him still, causing him to sigh.

"Now we'll die because of you. Great."

As Daemon said that, a car came from their side and crashed into them. The car Daemon was in then flew with glass cutting his still blank face. The driver was already dead as he was hit dead on.

From an outside view, you could see a white car with folded wheels crashing into the road and finally stopping after a couple of rolls.

"Oh my God! Someone call an ambulance!"

Someone screamed out, making the surrounding people all come over to the car. They saw a bugged-eyed fat man with blood leaking from his everywhere. They then looked back in the back seat and saw that it was empty.

"Eh? T-There was someone in here though! Where did they go?!"

In front of a glowing building, a man appeared in the parking lot. He rubbed the back of his neck slightly and walked over to a buggy.

'Oh wait. I can't die. I forgot.'

He went into the supermarket-like store and started shopping around. 'What did Lily say she wanted to eat? It was hotdogs right?' He went to the bread aisle and picked out hotdog buns. After that, he went to the condiment aisle and picked up Ketchup, Mayo, and Mustard.

The meat was next and when he arrived, he saw a woman. She looked like she could be the same age as him.

She was tall for a woman and had on a tracksuit. She had pale skin and had long exotic purple hair with purple hollow eyes. 'Why the hell is someone like her here?'

Sarah fye. Age, 16. Height, 5'11. Weight, 132lbs. Measurements, B86(F)-W55-H90. Magic, Wind. Sarah fye is of the famous Fye family. They are known for producing children with extraordinary abilities and a surplus of Magic power. Sarah fye is especially known for her speed and quick attacks with a sword. Her face is that of Mysterios and her actions enforce that. Her parents claim that she's never lost a fight before too which is most likely wrong.

'Shes just starring at a pack of meat. Wierd..'

Daemon needed to get past her however to get to the hotdog meat though. He gulped slightly and started pushing his buggy.

'If a regular like me is seen with someone like her, then the world would never not talk about it. I don't want that.'

Sarah kept starring at a package of meat. 'The price changed..' She thought with a frown on her face. 'Damn it. 3 dollars exactly, but I only have $2.98. Truly an evil world..'

She then looked over slightly and saw someone out of the corner of her eye. She then looked over completely and both the woman's and man's eyes connected.

'Eh? Thats...Daemon right? From middle school..'

'Damn it! What the hell is my luck?'

He looked away and kept walking past her. Just then, he felt someone touch his shoulder, making him die internally.

"Your...Daemon right?"

The person in question slowly looked back at the beautiful woman. 'Get your hands off me. You'll get me killed.' He shrugged, making her hand come off of him.

"You shouldn't touch a stranger like that."

While it was true that they both knew each other from middle school, they only talked once and that was when she asked for a piece of paper. After that, the two remained classmates and nothing more.

"Stranger? Do you not know who I am?"

Her words made her seem like she was patronizing Daemon when in reality she was just confused.

"Yeah, I know who you are..."

He then reached into his pocket and pulled out something.

"Hurry and take this. This will be our last conversation with each other."

He had a quarter in his hand. She didn't seem to care about that last part as she immediately took the quarter, picked up the meat with a happy face, and ran away.

'Weird..'

He then looked over and saw the famous hotdogs. 'Boost Magic power by 1 for a single second, but decreases stamina. What has food come too?'

He sighed and picked up the meat.

He then went around some more to see if he needed anything else, but he soon realized that he didn't, and decided that it was time for him to check out. As he was checking out, he saw the car wreck he was in on t.v.

'Should have been looking at the road, Richard douglas. Watcher of Child pornagraphy and user of meth.'

A slight smile appeared on his face as he handed the cashier some money.

'God may forgive, but I won't.'

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