It's the next day.

  A woman is walking around the Bronx. She is a curvy woman with an hourglass figure, she has yellow pupils and sharp eyelashes. She has white hair and 4 braided bangs, 2 longer ones tied by a black square hair tie and the shorter ones tied by the same hair tie. She wears a sleeveless black tight dress that has a hood with 6 eyes on it that look like spider eyes and has a giant white spider on the back, she has spider web tattoos on her arms, black rings with spiders on them on her pointer and middle finger and sharp black nails that have a white spider design on it as well as being barefoot. A woman looks towards her pulls her into an alleyway and drags her deep into it. The woman pressed against the wall with the nuclear woman keeping her in place.

  “Ain’t you some hot stuff, beautiful.” The woman says, pressing herself against the woman.

  The woman smiles and puts her fingers on the woman’s lips, “I know I am.”

  The spider design on her pinkie nail comes to life crawls onto the woman’s face and bites her. The woman backs up and tries to pull the spider off of her, but the spider keeps injecting venom into her. As this spider continues to inject venom, she starts losing control over her body and soon enough, she becomes completely lifeless, she stands there slouched over, unresponsive to anything.

  “Look up.” The woman says.

  The other woman looks up, her eyes completely black. The woman goes closer to the woman’s ear and says, “You should kill yourself.”

  The controlled woman runs out of the alleyway and runs into oncoming traffic. Since vehicles are much faster compared to back then, it kills her instantly.

  “I already have enough children; I don’t need anymore.” The woman summons a book to her hand and opens it, but she notices a figure in the distance.

  “You.” The woman sees the same thing that attacked the trial facing towards her. “Stay away from my child, I know what you did at that trial.”

  The person just stands there before a note drops from nowhere, the woman reads the note which says, “Your soul will be mine, just like everyone in this world.”

  The woman looks up to see the man disappear.

  “Stupid man.”

  Bawl is walking around the city with Grandma, looking at different shops.

  “Do you know where that animal is?”

  “You mean the one that attacked yesterday?” Bawl nods.

  “Well, I heard it’s currently at the Royal Market.”

  “Hm?”

  “It’s normally where high-status individuals go to buy rare pets, items, and more.”

  “Oh.” Bawl didn’t understand at all what she meant.

  “Can I get him as a pet?”

  “You want it as a pet?” Bawl nods.

  Grandma thinks to herself, “Sure, I’ll buy him for you.”

  “Thank you, Grandma.”

  “Sure, sweetie.” She pats his head and sends him off. “Why are these young whippersnappers into such dangerous pets?”

  Bawl is running around quite fast, picking up dust as he runs, and taking a Sour Cream Sugar Cookie from a store he passes by. As he runs, he sees 2 men going through a wall.

  ‘Wow.” He walks to where the men were standing and goes through the wall, seeing a staircase that goes to who knows where. He hears swords clashing and goes down the stairs, where he sees a large area filled with multiple people, cheering while 2 people fight in the cage.

  The first man looks like a typical armored brute, he is bald and has a beard and eye patch, but the other person looks far more out there. He has a lean but fit build, his skin is a bit pale, his hair is light blonde with pink hair strands and wavy, with 4 long strands coming down from his hairline, and he has cyan pupils with gold stars. He wears a white rolled-up sleeves shirt, black pants that have 2 glowing blue stripes at the bottom, black socks, sneakers, and finally a red cloak with a gold outline and gold stars with a hood that has teeth and button eyes. The boy seems to be holding a sword with an electric blue laser blade. The boy effortlessly dodges all the man’s attacks and cuts off both his arms.

  “AGGGHH!”

  “Shaadup.” The boy cuts the man’s head, and the laser disappears along with the sword handle.

  “Easy.”

  Everyone cheers for the boy and the boy opens the cage to leave. Bawl runs up the stairway and back outside, waiting for the boy. The boy leaves the underground area and sees Bawl standing.

  “The hell you want?”

  “You’re cool.”

  “Oh, of course I am, as the savior of the universe, I’m the strongest.”

  “Cooool.”

  “What’s your name?”

  “Bawl.”

  “And I’m the amazing, spectacular, famous, Alexander Kopis, a pleasure to meet you.”

  Bawl gives a thumbs up. “Hm, that’s it, you should’ve done more. Fight me. Your disrespect of the savior will not go unpunished.”

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  Alexander walks away and motions for him to follow. Bawl does and he walks to a gate that seems to have appeared in the city, unnoticed until now.

  “You’ll help me clear this dungeon.”

  “Wait, Mom told me that if I am not a raider, I can’t go into the dungeons.”

  “Don’t worry, just don’t get caught.”

  “-Okay.”

  Belle is currently at the castle of the king, writing down reports when someone knocks at the door.

  Belle walks to the door, and she opens it to see it's the judge, wearing a suit with a golden shirt and sneakers.

  “Oh, Judge.”

  “Come on Belle, my name’s Othniel Keiri, it's not judge.”

  “I know, it’s just more respectful to call you that.”

  Othniel walks to a chair in the room while Belle goes back to her seat.

  “So, what brings you here? Shouldn’t you be at the court looking at the documents?”

  “Nah, I have an assistant doing that.”

  “You’re not setting a good example, you know.”

  “I’m not trying to, being in a bloodline of judges and executioners isn’t really fun work.”

  The entire area suddenly becomes crystallized in a sense, as if everything around them were an illusion. The area changes to a place filled with books and they are both sitting in office chairs.

  Othniel gains a helmet over his head, a golden helmet with a visor, his face hidden behind it.

  “Oh, isn’t that helmet-”

  “Yep, this helmet is the kind created for each family generation of my bloodline.”

  “Why are you wearing it now, there’s no trouble anywhere?”

  “No reason.”

  “Uh huh?”

  “But onto more important matters, it seems that witch activity has been rising lately, my son has found three witches lately.”

  Othniel manifested papers to show to Belle. She takes them and they reveal the information of three women, one titled the Frog Witch, another titled the Radio Witch, and the Sound Witch.

  “Usually witches are very rare, three in a week. What is happening?”

  “I predict it has something to do with what has been happening lately. First, that mysterious man broke in the trial, then the random attack on the city by the Sea Monarch, and last, the theft of the Witch’s Rose.”

  “Did the man not take anything?”

  “No, but apparently from what I have heard, a soldier is missing from the forces, his name was Stevie Freeman.”

  “Weird.”

  They both think to themselves while still in the illusion room.

  The scene cuts a day prior to a new person on the train, He appears as a tall slim young boy who's a bit skinny and slouches a little, his hair is short and light gold with several long, large clumps, having 2 short strands over his shoulders, and red eyes. He wears rings on all of his fingers, wired earbuds that are connected to a metal choker he wears, and a 3d scales of justice design necklace. He has on a black, ecclesiastical robe, the sleeves of the robe have white skulls on them, and the front of the robe also has a portion made of white fabric. This section of the robe has 8 visible black buttons that look like swords, a white shawl that encompasses all of his upper body, extending from his neck to elbows, a high collar with a guillotine blade design on it, black pants, and white shoes.

  He is on his phone, looking up, “What do girls like to eat?”

  The train reaches Manhattan, and he exits the train, he walks out, and a woman seems to be calling out to him, she seems to be making very exaggerated expressions behind him while screaming. People are looking in their direction, but the boy doesn’t notice this and keeps walking. The woman slaps him on the head, and he turns around with an annoyed face, but when he sees who it is, he returns to a normal nonchalant expression.

  She has an average build, short ash blonde hair that has 2 braided hair strands, stars in between each braid, she has dark yellow pupils, with a mole under her right eye and her eyepatch appears as a frilled lace on her left side. She wears a white button rolled-sleeved shirt with a black suit vest with yellow vertical stripes on it, a black pencil long skirt that has a star pattern on the sides with pockets, and a red belt, white lace-up heeled boots with yellow transparent soles.

  “Quer sair? Eu quero conseguir uma boa comida; Eu conhe?o um lugar.” She says with exaggerated expressions.

  The boy just stares at her, seemingly uninterested in what she just said. The woman smiles while removing the boy's earbud.

  “Quero. Obter. Alimento. Meu homem?” She says. After hearing this, he puts the earbud back into his ears.

  “SURE, WE CAN GET FOOD!” the boy screams.

  Everyone stares at them as they walk. The 2 of them walk out of the train station and go to a restaurant where they both sit down and order, the girl slides next to the boy instead of sitting across from him.

  “Hello, you two, are you ready to order?”

  The woman nods and responds, “Posso ter um balde de tiras de frango desossado e molho quente.”

  The waiter stares at her, “Oh, sorry I don’t speak a different language. Does your friend here speak your language?”

  The girl taps her friend who is still looking at the menu, he looks up and shouts, “WHAT!”

  Everyone looks in their direction.

  “Sir, can you please not shout.”

  “HUH?” He looks towards his friend and sees her pointing at her own ear to signal him to take off his earbuds. He complies with the command.

  “What were you saying?” Not shouting this time.

  “Do you speak your friend’s language?”

  “Yes, I do.”

  “Could you tell me what she is ordering?”

  “What were you ordering, Roth?”

  “Balde de tiras de frango desossado e molho quente.”

  “She said boneless chicken strips bucket and hot sauce.”

  The woman writes that down, “And the drink?”

  “Water?” he says looking at Roth. She nods.

  “Water.”

  She writes that down too and takes her menu. “And you?”

  “A burger, fries, chicken nuggets, and a sprite.”

  She writes that down as well and takes his menu. “Okay, I'll have your order ready.”

  The woman walks off and the two wait.

  “Did you take your insulin pen this week?”

  The Roth means silent before shaking her head.

  “Idiot, you’ll have to take it now.”

  “Desculpa.”

  Roth takes out her insulin pen and wraps his arm around her neck, she opens her mouth and bites his sleeve slightly. She pulls up her shirt and leans on the boy, he takes the pen and puts it on the abdomen. He then presses the button, and the pen does its job.

  Roth reacts a little, biting on the sleeve, still unable to get used to these injections.

  It goes on for a while before she finishes. Roth throws out the pen in the nearby trash and comes back.

  “Remember to take your pens daily, idiot.” He puts back on his earbuds and goes back to listening to music.

  Their food arrives and they devour their food. Roth shoved the chicken in her mouth and the boy took his time with the hamburger. A paper is placed on the table by a mysterious man. They both finish their meals and open the paper, it reveals another witch has been spotted and they’re tasked with eliminating the Doll Witch.

  “Another Witch.” He says with disgust clear in his voice.

  “N?o se preocupe, vamos matar essa bruxa para que possamos ir visitar seu pai. Tudo bem Nicolas?”

  “Yeah, sure.” The boy now revealed to be named Nicolas, he and his partner Roth will hunt down a witch.