"Is this...?

I woke up.

Strange ceiling.

Silver ceiling, covered with something like a metal plate.

"Good morning, Mr. Mistya Kaname"

Turning to those whose voices spoke, there stood a man with a face like Nobu wrapped in white. Looking around, various machines. The installed monitor shows something like an ECG.

"I'm sorry I imitated you so rough. I didn't have time to explain."

The man smiles like a crack in his capable face and speaks to me.

"This is a research facility built 1,000 meters underground. It's a very safe place. Even a nuclear attack doesn't hurt that way. I made it for you, it's a special place."

The man keeps his words going, regardless of me being confused.

A thousand meters underground?

"I've been waiting for this time. When you and I can meet alone."

The man is standing in a dim room, speaking in an unchallenged voice.

I intuit.

Something's wrong with this guy.

It's dangerous to stay close.

I jumped off the stiff bed that had been put to sleep, and dauntingly distanced myself from the man.

"What!? This..."

I was wearing something like a green surgical coat.

I should have been in uniform by now.

What the hell is this...

"I thought it was bad, but I let you change. Don't worry, I'm only interested in you (...)"

That's right. I remember.

I've met this man before.

Intruders' raids on schools.

That declaration of termination was issued, when I was about to rendezvous with other students.

This man suddenly appeared in front of me, eyes to eyes, and at that moment my consciousness was interrupted...

"I missed you. I've always dreamed of this day."

To that word, my whole body runs scared.

The man slowly approaches as he expands his hands to the side.

"Don't come." Sakura (Ouka) "

I deploy the blade storm shield with all my might.

A small swarm of blades scatters metal floors and bump sparks.

"Wow, wow. You seem to have learned how to use your powers and improved very, very well."

Patch, patch, patch.

Men slap their hands to praise their children.

Keep a crackling grin on your face.

"But you're still not like that (...)"

Suddenly my body snaps to be tied up and pulled up into space as if it had been grabbed by someone who can't see my hands and feet.

I was immobilized in a space where there was nothing left to hang.

It's not supposed to be like that.

"Ugh...?

I can't move my body.

Again, this man is an imbecile.

That, too, is a fairly powerful holder of alien powers.

"I want to know your potential."

The man keeps talking with me tied up in the air, slowly walking closer.

My body can't move anymore.

The shield stays deployed, but not like this.

I don't know who this man is.

"'Infinite Blade (Billion Edge)'!"

I'm also prepared to take a man's life, and I'll do everything in my power to bump the anomaly.

A crowd of stormy blades fly towards the man.

But the blow all over me ripped clean in two just before the man, slipping through.

It hit the rear metal wall as it was, only creating a slight crack.

"Are you to this extent now? No, it can't be."

The man looks at me, tilting his neck.

He seemed to be devising something.

The crackling grin disappears, and only the inorganic eye shoots me through.

"Yes."

There's another crackling grin on the man's face.

A more distorted, insane grin than earlier.

"Do you want to do an autopsy? Yeah, that's good. Unfortunately, there's no MRI here, but if you look directly at the condition, it's fine."

Serizawa-kun's face comes to mind in the back of my brain.

I'm here...... I can't do anything, I don't know why, and they make it look like this guy's experimental material?

I don't like it.

Even I'm a little strong enough to fight...

No, I was going to get stronger.

But I'm weak. It remained weak.

That's what I found out here.

"" Sakura ""

Again, I deploy the shield with all my might.

A swarm of blades covers me and hits me with metal floors and walls, scattering fierce sparks.

Keep the man away from me any longer.

"Is that it again?

The man flatly asks how this one is doing.

The colour of discouragement on your face.

Yes, this man doesn't get through my offense.

That's already been confirmed.

So...

"" Infinite Blade (Billion Edge) ""

I am thoughtful toward the ceiling (...) and hit the anomaly with all my might.

Full body spirit. Maximum output you can squeeze out on me.

The swarm of blades is sucked into the metal plate on the ceiling as the spark is raised.

1,000 meters underground.

I don't know if what the man was saying is true or not.

If it were true, I wouldn't expect to pierce it.

But this is my best resistance right now.

Seeking help, informing the stranger.

That is the utmost evil ascension as a weak man.

My little blade digs a little deeper into the ground.

"Excellent. Excellent duration. Kaname Mishima."

The man also slaps his hand with a pussy, a pussy, a pussy.

Like a bad kid praising what he doesn't normally do.

Always faceless, uttering words of praise.

"But you can't be too familiar with this place."

The man approaches me.

Still, I don't stop generating blades.

Wear it. At least a little, dig in.

Even if one blade I produce is weak and fragile, if you lay it on top of the other, one day...

"Let me get you some sleep."

But at that moment when I had eyes with a man, my consciousness was broken again, and all my blades, which were about to wear heaven, were extinguished.

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