1 Shard #1

Spirits are creatures everyone and everything have. They're just blobs with eyes, but they come in different shapes and sizes depending on the owner. Only those with a strong will are able to sense and see spirits, and they can even turn their own one into whatever they want (with enough practice, obviously). So who's the main character of this story? A guy with the most powerful spirit in the world? A girl with the power to manipulate spirits and make them kill their owners? Nah, our main character's a druggie. Nice, right?

Meet Nikko; a 16 year old boy who's parents divorced a few months back. It hit him hard, with him relying on drugs and alcohol alone just so he won't end it all. His hair covers half his face and he has pictures of demons on his wallpaper. He's not the most smartest or popular kid in his class, but he's not the worst. That was a joke, his highest grade is a U. The teachers think he's a lost cause, the girls think he's an emo, and the boys think he's the quiet kid and he's gonna pull out a fucking AK-47 from his backpack the moment he's slightly pissed off. But as you all know, never judge a book by its cover. Turns out Mikko's actually not a bad guy. Sure, his eyes are always red as hell, but he's a nice person. We now arrive to the present, where he's walking home from school after being in detention. It's night, and the streets are empty.

Mikko, wearing his backpack with one strap, is thinking about all the kittens on his Discord server that are waiting for his arrival. A bit of a sad life, I'd say. But people have their own preferences. But while thinking about his e-sex, he suddenly stopped walking. His breathing started getting heavy. He felt a sense of power near him. Mikko has always had a strong intuition level, but this is like nothing he's ever had before. He carefully looked down on a patch of grass next to him, sweat dripping from his fat-ass nose. A shard. A yellow one. Glowing intensely. Mikko knew that if he tried to touch it, he would die. But being the fucking emo that he is, he picked it up. Then…

Light flashed his eyes and he couldn't see a thing for a few seconds. But when he could, his jaw gaped in shock. There was a naked-ass guy right in front of him. A guy with… yellow eyes. Is that normal?

"Hey man, you gotta help me with something. Can I stay at your place?" The mysterious man asked Mikko.

"Sure…" Mikko replied, confused of this buck-naked guy that randomly appeared right in front of him. It's fine, nobody would say anything; he only stays at home with his mom and she's out in strip clubs for majority of the day.