What is a God?
A being who watches from far away, like an author of an unwritten manga...?
BOOM!!!
The sky split open as if the heavens themselves were torn apart. The land below cracked, scorched from the sheer intensity of the clash. Thunderous roars of battle echoed as shockwaves spread across the broken landscape.
Two figures clashed in mid-air. One of them—a blood-soaked young man—emerged through a cloud of smoke and debris. Steam hissed off his skin, his fists cloaked in an ominous dark aura.
"NOX PUNCH!!!" he bellowed.
In a blur of motion, faster than a bullet train, he slammed his fist into his opponent. The impact shattered the ground beneath them like glass, sending tremors for miles. He hurled another punch, but his enemy dodged just in time. Yet even the aftershock from the missed attack ripped apart a distant mountain.
"For me... and this world, even God needs character development!"
"AAAAAHHHHHH!!!!"
With a final cry, he landed a blow so powerful that the very planet beneath their feet crumbled into nothingness—
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"My name is Aya," a clear, confident voice declared.
In a modest room lit by morning sunlight, a beautiful 16-year-old girl stood before her mirror. She adjusted the high collar of her dark-blue coat, adorned with a distinctive badge over her heart. The symbol read: "EHO"—the stylized letters merged cleverly, representing the Entities Hunters Organization.
She admired her reflection. "Second year at EHHS, five more to go. Once I graduate, I'll be an official Entity Hunter," she said to herself with pride. "And I'll hunt down every last one of them."
Grabbing her sword, she slung it over her shoulder like it was second nature. She called out, "Mom! I'm leaving for school!"
"Have a good day, sweetheart! And don't pick fights with monsters before lunch again!" her mother yelled back.
Aya laughed softly, stepping into the bustling streets, her dark coat fluttering as she walked.
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The school campus buzzed with morning energy. EHHS, a sprawling academy with modern yet somewhat Gothic architecture, looked more like a futuristic fortress than a school — especially since the rest of the world's infrastructure still seemed stuck in the 1800s.
As Aya entered, students turned to greet her.
"Good morning, Miss Aya!"
"Wow, you look great today, Aya!"
"Still number one, huh?"
She smiled, basking in the attention. Her reputation clearly preceded her.
While walking toward the garden, Aya took a deep breath. Flowers bloomed with magic-infused colors, and a crystal-clear fountain shimmered in the sunlight.
Then she spotted them—a small group of students hunched over chalk-drawn symbols. One of them pricked his finger and dripped blood onto the ground.
"Hey! What are you doing?!" Aya demanded, stepping forward.
The students looked up, panicked. "W-We were just... trying a summoning! We found it in a forbidden archive—"
"You idiots! That's black-level summoning magic!"
BOOM!!!
The chalk circle erupted in a violent explosion. The shockwave threw the students into nearby walls. Aya shielded her face, eyes squinting through the rising smoke.
From within the chaos, something monstrous emerged.
"UUUHHAAAAAAAA!!!"
A seven-foot-tall, two-horned Minotaur stepped out, eyes glowing red. It roared, smashing through trees and flinging benches aside.
Aya gasped, stepping back. "A... Minotaur?! Why summon something from its own planet?!"
With trembling hands, she activated her Points Tracker Device, snapping a photo of the beast. It beeped.
[Name - Minotaur]
[Race - Magic Beast]
[Mana - 50]
[Points - 5,000]
She scanned herself.
[Name - Aya]
[Race - Human]
[Mana - 200]
[Points - 56,789]
She was stronger. On paper.
But her legs refused to move. Her breathing grew ragged. Memories of towering monsters flooded her mind. Her megalophobia took hold.
"No... not now... not here..."
The emergency speakers rang out:
"Attention, all students! A Minotaur is rampaging in the garden! ALL Houses report immediately!"
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Knock! Knock!
A boy's voice called, "President, are you in?"
Inside a pristine student council room, a calm yet cold voice replied, "Yes. Come in."
The door creaked open. A well-built 17-year-old with gray hair and sharp black eyes stepped in, wearing the same school uniform, his red badge gleaming.
"Ma'am, the announcement—should we step in?"
She didn't even look up from her tea. "There are capable students nearby. No need to intervene... yet."
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Back at the garden, Aya stood frozen.
The Minotaur noticed her. It stomped forward, each step thunderous.
Her breath quickened. Her heart pounded like a drum.
"No... no... no..."
It raised a hand, claws glinting, ready to strike—
SLASH!
The hand was severed mid-swing. Blood sprayed across the grass.
The Minotaur roared in agony, whirling around to find its attacker.
A boy stood calmly, smiling. A first-year student. Black hair, blue eyes, unassuming presence.
"Yo! Buffalo, what're you screaming for?"
The Minotaur lunged. He didn't even flinch.
SLASH!
Its other arm dropped to the ground.
Before it could roar again—SWOOSH!
Its head separated cleanly, rolling across the garden and landing at Aya's feet.
Aya blinked. Her brain caught up.
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!"
She turned and ran, screaming.
The boy scratched his ear. "Man, what a loudmouth."
His Points Tracker blinked:
[Name - Leon]
[Race - Human]
[Mana - 0]
[Points - 5,000]
The speaker crackled again:
"All new first-year students, report to the assembly hall immediately!"
Leon sighed, slinging his sword over his shoulder. "Guess it's time to join the fun."
He walked away, leaving the garden littered with shock, awe—and one very headless Minotaur.