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          The dark prophecy that has haunted Iyrilia for centuries has at last been lifted. With Crizwalke gone along with his crimes put to rest for good, the time for peace in the country can now begin.          The storm has calmed down its thunderous drumming and flashing lightning. The clouds have been cleansed into a white puffiness as the leftovers of the wasted blood begin to evaporate. The sky has been revealed in its natural blue color with the sun shining down its rays onto the surface ground. It enlightens the lush grass as it softly sways across the meadows. Beside them are the streams fully replenished with its surplus of wate

“Man, I am so bored,” Eric groaned, trudging his feet through the school hallways along with his friend, Andre, who was doing the same thing. “Yeah, I wish something interesting would happen for once,” Andre mumbled before a book fell off of the top of a locker, and hit Andre in the head. “OW! What the hell is this thing!?” Andre complained, while looking at the book with one hand and rubbing the sore spot on his head with the other. “Hey, I know this thing. It’s a Death Note! I saw it in an anime once,” Eric said, with stars in his eyes as he started at the cover of the Death Note.

Sunset “Patty! Patty! Wake up and see this amazing beauty!” Death the Kid exclaimed, shaking the sleeping form of his girlfriend, Patricia “Patty” Thompson.  After a long day of training, Patty wanted nothing more than to sleep and forget about the day that she had today. However, with Kid shaking her, she realized that she would probably not go back to sleep. “Deathy…what’s going on?” Patty mumbled, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, before her vision cleared up. “Look at this amazing sunset. Everything is symmetrical; the clouds, the colors, everything is in perfect order, and it l

Quirk Swap "Hey Mei," Katsuki Bakugo asked after he walked into Hatsume's workshop. Hatsume put her tools down and looked at her boyfriend. "How's it going, BakuBeast?" Hatsume asked, walking up to her boyfriend to give him a kiss on the cheek. "Good. I had a question to ask," Bakugo answered. "Shoot," Hatsume stated. "If we were to trade quirks right now, how would it turn out?" Bakugo asked. Hatsume's eyebrows rose while scratching her head. "Well…there are two possibilities. One is that our quirks could combine and become stronger, since it's almost impossible for quirks to swap 100%," Hatsume explained, while Bakugo was noddin

Kissing Katsuki Bakugo and Mei Hatsume were in the middle of the hallways of UA High in the middle of one of their favorite pastimes; kissing. The two had been together for months, and spent every moment they could together. People were shocked when they found out that Bakugo had a girlfriend, but given his improving attitude and them being closer to an expert mechanic, they came to terms with it and some even became friends with Hatsume. But right now, it was all about Bakugo and Hatsume. For Bakugo, kissing Hatsume was like a rush of euphoria. The feeling of Hatsume’s soft pink lips on his own made him feel like he was completely

Rarely does he ever do this. From the time you knew him from your first-year entrance ceremony to now, you’ve never seen Ise like this – hurt and vulnerable both physically and mentally. Your heart sank as he looked up at you, his cheek red and angry with the slight bruise that began to form, his hand nervously raising to starch the back of his head as he always did when he felt awkward or uneasy. You couldn’t tell if the tears that burned at your eyes were caused from sadness or anger as you knelt down before him, your hand slowly reaching out to cup his injured cheek. “Natsuki,” you whispered as he winced sl

Halloween “Do you see that!?” a ghost in a sailor outfit with sandy blonde hair sitting on the front gate of a cemetery, pointing to a couple of kids dressed as ghosts with sheets. Another ghost, who was reading outside the gate, looked up with his eyes downcast accompanying his disinterested look. “Yeah, kids dressed as ghosts, so what?” the reading ghost replied, looking up from his book. The ghost sitting on the fence floated down to the other ghost, and pulled him up. “Arnold, look at those kids; making fun of our kind and using those stupid bed sheets to represent the amazing look of us ghosts. Whateve