'How much time was it since i got the Nightmare Spell?.. Shit, probably about 8 days..'
Hayakawa was walking through the streets of NQSC, though, in his eyes, a morbid sense of death could be seen, his blonde hair now all messed up.
After all, his life was coming to an end.
He wasn't exactly poor like the kids who live in the outskirts, but he also wasn't too far away from that, since his parents died, the only thing they left to him was the house and some money.
Of course, he had worked in many places, but there is limits to how much a 15 year old teen can work, and his savings was come to and end.
And the piece of cake was that he got the Nightmare Spell, it was basically a death sentence, Hayakawa has no training and no experience fighting monsters..
He put that thoughts aside, after all, he already was right in front of the police station.
Entering the police station, he could see a old police man sitting behind a balcony, his face after noticing him was wary.
"Are you lost, kid?" The police man asked, his voice harsh.
Hayakawa shook his head.
"No, i uh.. As demanded by the Third Special Director, i am here to surrender myself as a carrier of the Nightmare Spell."
The officer's face went pale, his eyes inspecting every aspect of Hayakawa. Piercing the kid infront him with his eyes, the officer opened his mouth.
"When did you start showing symptons, son?"
Hayakawa scratched his head, his eyes full of eyebags,
"Uh.. a week ago?"
The officer paled, his eyes darting towards a button underneath his balcony, and then, a alarm suddenly screamed.
"Attention! Code Black in the lobby! I repeat! Code Black!"
Hayakawa was.. alert, he had never seen an adult become so pale with just a few words, yet, he probably was soon going to sleep, and with sleep meaning death, the numbness of his mind was actually worrying him.
About some minutes later, Hayakawa was being chained in a "bed" that was more akin to a torture device than an actual bed, but, at the face of potential death, who cared about the coffin?
The room was fully prepared with metal devices and guards on the door, about 3 minutes later, a tall man opened the vault Hayakawa was in, carrying a paper and pen.
Seeing the face of the man, Hayakawa knew that he was an awakened, the presence he was feeling was definely it, or it could be his brain hallucinating because he had not slept in so long.
The tall man looked at hayakawa with an expression of pity, which he did not like at all.
"Name, son?"
Hayakawa blinked a few times before responding.
"Hayakawa."
The man wrote something on the paper he was carrying.
"You want me to contact your parents?"
Hayakawa went silence for a bit and then responded, his voice dark.
"They are dead."
The man, again, wrote something on the paper and looked at Hayakawa again.
"What do you know about the Nightmare Spell? And I am not talking about the crap you see on internet."
Yawning, Hayakawa looked straight at the man.
"Uh.. I enter it, kill some beasts and get superpower?.."
The man's expression went darker, clearly something he did not wanted to hear.
"… No. The Nightmare Spell will conjure a illusion for you, inside your First Nightmare."
The man sighed and then continued.
"Nightmares are a illusion made by the spell, listen, a illusion, alright?"
Hayakawa respected the awakened, mainly because of the comic books he read, so he was already listening intensely to the man, although he was not in his best state of mind, since he wanted to sleep so hard.
The man paused for a moment and then spoke.
"Upon entering it, you will recieve an aspect, the first thing you must do in the Nightmare is to check your runes, if you recieve a combat-based aspect, great, if not, you will have to work with what you have, but fret not, there are no useless aspects, i think.."
But Hayakawa wouldn't hear the man speaking no more, since his eyes were already closing, the world felt silence for a moment.
Everything went dark, and then, from the darkness, a voice could be heard, whispering into Hayakawa's ears.
[Aspirant! Welcome to the Nightmare Spell. Prepare for your first Trial…]