It was break period and already everyone began to crowd around me for some apparent reason. Fortunately, I found out that reason when my question of why they were all around me was answered,

“Well mostly because you look like a person to be friends with before it’s too late.” I didn’t know if I should take that as a compliment or just take it as an insult, but I happily accepted it anyway. I began to answer everyone’s question one by one. One of them being,

“Hey man, what family are you living with?”

“What do you mean by that?” This got my attention, the one question that has popped into my mind so far was, what is an outsider? It certainly felt like it had bad vibes to it, but I don’t intend to have this answered right away.

“You don’t know? Oh wait, sorry. Forgot this is your second day.”

“It’s ok.”

“Well, I’ll answer your's first man. Us outsiders don’t have family in this world, you know? Like you, we all came here without parents or whatnot. We all are adopted by these families and have been given a second chance.”

“Second chance?”

“Second chance to live free, to not live as ants in the middle of a garden full of bigger ants, but as normal people.” I see, so everyone here is adopted.

“Well, I live in a family called The Devilans.” Everyone began to murmur upon hear the name. “What, is there a problem with that?” The same student who asked me the question answered,

“There is nothing wrong with that, but just now you literally said you lived a house with those girls.” I’m confused, again.

“What’s wrong with living with them?”

“Well man, those girls you’re living with are demons!” Demons? Those very active, friendly, and funny girls?

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At the hundred trio girl’s school. Lucine, Itha, and Arcana all of a sudden started hugging themselves. A girl comes to question,

“What are you three doing?” Lucine answers,

“I don’t know… I just feel warm all of a sudden. Like a person we know is talking about how active, friendly, and lovable we are…” Itha pops from behind Lucine and looks at the (not real) camera.

“Forget what Lucine said about the loveable part.” Now back to Nameless.

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I looked at everyone confusingly, “Is there something wrong about them?"

“Dude, legends has it that those three came here once and literally destroyed every single boy here in one on one duels!” The same boy again answered. I looked at him surprised.

Well, now another question just popped into my head, who are my sisters, really? Are they really that strong, or is it that every boy in this school is weak as hell? That question can’t be answered easily since I don’t know how strong either schools are. So like all other questions, I’m just going to store it with the hundreds of others. I was about to ask another question, but the bell rang, signaling that break was over.

We all sat back down for class, Mr. Anderson comes in and places down a book and some paperwork on his table. Actually, we all planned something for Mr. Anderson. Normally for this school, the students would all stand up from their assigned seats, bow, and say the teacher’s name when class starts, with a hello at the beginning of course. So, yeah, you readers already know what’s about to happen. Mr. Anderson sat down and looks at everyone in the class. We all stood up, bowed down and yelled,

“Hello, Koro-sensei!” Mr. Anderson froze. He turned towards the class board… and then slammed face first on the board. Everyone burst into laughter, including me.

Later, Othen, the boy who came up the plan… was stripped down and was hanged on top of the ceiling, of course not hanged on the head, but tied up. Mr. Anderson wasn’t lying about that apparently. It was also to the point of stripping where you could see his underwear. The usual white underwear.

Well, there you go. For you, shota loving anime girls, or boys, whatever.

Though all of us are boys and we didn’t mind it even if we saw his private parts. Even Othen didn’t give a shit about it and just hanged from the ceiling as the class started.

The Maker: Author!

Author: What is it, Maker?

The Maker: What the hell happened to censorship!?

Author: I gave up on that. It is also the reason why I put that warning sign at the top, just in case I give up.

The Maker: Oh, ok. Well, I’m going to visit another world, see ya!

Author: Make sure you don’t bring anything from that world to here! Like you did when you came back from Attack On Titan! Or else copyright will kill us!

The Maker: Alright! I won’t then!

Author: You better!

“Alright, class. Let’s begin with today's lesson. First off, does anyone know about Magic Purity?” Alright, readers get your notes out because this is one of the questions you guys don't know about yet.

I raised my hand. “Yes, Nameless?

“It’s another thing used to gauge and settle your Magic Rank. Magic Purity affects the effectiveness of your magic, it can be settled through birth as well, like Magic Output. However, Magic Purity can also become purer through the usage of magic. So that would mean you can train by using your magic every day to make it more effective. For example, you can be a B-Magic Rank for start, but after a year or so of training, you could become an A-Magic Rank just like that and use similar spells. Unfortunately, it doesn’t change the fact that Magic Output cannot increase through training.” Mr. Anderson smiled.

“Yes, that is correct. To add to what your explanation though, if you have an extremely small Magic Output, it may prove next to impossible to raise your Magic Purity.”

This was the truth since I’m an F-Magic Rank, I can’t train my magic in order to become stronger. Though you readers know that there is another option and that, of course, is my physical body. However, there is a limit to how strong you can become physically, which was why enhancement magic is a thing. To enhance your body to be more durable, stronger, and faster. Sadly, I have no magic, which sucks.

Mr. Anderson looks at his papers and then told and asked the class, “This unit, we will be studying and training, Energy. Could someone tell me what I mean by, Energy? Anyone?” I was the one who raised my hand again.

“Nameless.”

“Energy is what not only where magic is categories, but also many other sorts of Energy.”

“Correct, though could you tell me about the other types of Energy?”

“I don’t if you want me to list them all, there are millions of different types, and many of them are still unknown, so I don’t think that’s possible.” Mr. Anderson claps.

Trying to trick question me huh? Anyways, yes. There are many more types of energy than you readers think. It isn’t just magic. Mr. Anderson will explain the rest of it here.

“Ahh, it would’ve been obvious that you already knew. Yes, there are many types of different Energies. There is spiritual, ki, chakra, and many more, magic alongside them. Of course, there are many more, though many of them take different forms, and many of them only unlock certain things in the species body. Like telekinesis, the ability to move objects with your mind, the certain energy will additionally add a new sort of section in the mind in order for that to unlock. Or elemental bending, the ability to bend and control any type or certain elements, alongside that though is metal bending. The same thing, though it bends certain types of metal instead. It’s like how humanity was born. There is this one type of species, then that species will grow in population then split into many different areas. One of those areas are how humans are born.”

Mr. Anderson began drawing on the board. I won’t describe it to you guys since you have your imagination.

“For example, imagine this dot as the center of how everything was born, magic. Now as magic begins to grow, it splits into many different areas. As they stay in those certain areas, they begin to evolve. Let’s say this dot becomes ki, the other two dots I’ve have drawn will become spiritual and chakra. Then let’s make three more dots coming from chakra, one dot will be shadow manipulation, the other two elemental bending and body enhancement. There are so many ways on how Energy evolves, it begins to get to the point where it will grow in certain areas without us realizing. Even now, the top minds of this world can’t even keep up on identifying each new type of energy before it evolves again. That, students, is Energy.” Mr. Anderson let his breath out as if trying to hold it in again. Then everyone began to clap, including me.

What you heard is an example of what I mean at the intro. Many parts of this world isn’t just magic.

The Maker: I wonder…

Author: What the hell are you wondering this time Maker?

The Maker: Why didn’t they just named the Magic Ranking System to Energy Ranking System, oh wait, because you were the one who named it!

Author: It was because everything was born through magic. Upon releasing magic, it unlocked many traits that can’t be obtained without it evolving. Yes, magic does spread and evolve, but it doesn’t evolve in air, it evolves in a life form's body. Depending on the person and how that certain person teaches or shares it with everyone else. The techniques they use will evolve the magic within them. Turning magic into certain types of new energy. Everything was originated by magic, and even if they are the completely different type of Energy, they still are traced and sensed similarly like magic. So to simplify what I said, even if you attempt to calculate their Magic Rank with the MRS when they have a totally different Energy, it will still be calculated as magic. Mostly because all Energy originated from Magic. Like a bloodline.

The Maker: Oh… wait nevermind. I know what you mean Author.

Author: Good, now let the story resume.

Afterwards, we began to learn four of the primary energies until moving on. Those four are magic, spiritual, chakra, and ki.

So, what is magic? Well, it’s a mysterious or supernatural force, or you can say something that defies the laws of physics. Though the other three are like that too, which is why scientists already set it down that magic was the center.

Now spiritual, as you already know, it involves the soul or spirit of a lifeform or sorts. In the past, spiritual energy has evolved into a certain point where it used to be the most dominant energy, although as the other two, chakra and ki, evolved, it allowed them to interact with spiritual energy and balance each other's dominants.

Now it’s chakra, what is chakra? Chakra actually has some relations with spiritual, they involve the spirit and soul.

The Maker: And he means the Naruto version!

Author: Please don’t interrupt Nameless.

The Maker: I’m doing this because I think the readers are getting bored of this.

Author: Some of them might be curious!

The Maker: (Censored) knowledge where is the act… Hey, you censored me! I thought you stopped doing that!

Author: There is a thing called, “Going too far.” So shut up.

The Maker: You’ll never make me! Ne-

Chakra is defined to have three different types of energies, them being physical energy, spiritual energy, and natural energy. Unfortunately, I’m going to stop there since Chakra is very complicated and I want to finish this quick so you readers don’t get bored.

The Maker: See! Even Nameless thinks that he is going too far with this.

Author: Yeah, I guess you’re right Maker.

The Maker: Well, then readers… Now you are-

So let me make this quick and start explaining Ki before you guys get too bored.

The Maker: What!

Ki is another type of energy, but also known as your life energy. It uses your life energy to send out incredible bursts of physical energy and could destroy, or you can say, incinerate many things. It can also increase your physical strength by spread ki around your body, making you even more durable.

Magic purity also affects this, so the purer your magic, or Ki, the much more powerful punches you can take or do. It’s just like body enhancement but enhances you in the same effective way and in a completely different useable way. Even though each different type of Energy goes their separate ways, they still evolve with somewhat similar traits until finally moving on. Each uses some type of physical force, each type enhances your body somehow, and this will continue on and on. This is why energy is so complex, and why every race in this world will continue to struggle to find out the truth. The truth… that hides in the blinding light, nowhere to be seen.

Ok, I’m done explaining. My head hurts.

The Maker: My head! Ow!!!

Then just like that, the lunch bell rang. More than over half the class ran to the cafeteria, leaving the quarter of the class eating homemade food, me included. I put out the bento Lucine gave me, as I did Lucas put out a bag and gets out a sandwich. Alex, who happened to be alone, sits on the other side right next to me and put down a bag also, in his bag was a container of pasta, with what seemed like white sauce on it.

Hey, I’m not a food expert so I don’t know what the sauce is called.

Though as everyone in the class were about to start eating, the sliding door to the classroom slams open. Everyone, except me, looked towards it to see what was happening. A tall student comes walking in with two others behind him. He looked around and smiled, “Oh? Where are all the other outsiders?”

Everyone just stared and remained silent. “No answer? Wow, I didn’t know outsider were dumb enough to the point where they can’t even speak.” He shrugs with a grin and the two behind him began laughing. Lucas makes a face of annoyance, “Geez, who the hell do they think they are? Geniuses? They look like another annoying pact of delinquents.” Peanut giggles a bit.

“Man Lucas, I didn’t think you had that kind of language.”

“What? I don’t see anything wrong with my sentence at all. All it is, is my opinion. Nothing wrong with that, but I guess you are kind of right since it involves insulting.”

“Sometimes Lucas, I don’t get a single thing you say. Though this proves how I dumb I am. Anyways… I agree with what you said about those guys. They are kinda… assholes.”

“Now I would like to ask about your language, Alex.”

Anyways, as those two chit-chatted, I might as well describe the person so called, delinquent.

Yes, he is important to the story, but not too important so don’t worry.

The so-called, delinquent, was a tall person with blond hair like Lucas’s, but dirtier. He had brown eyes, talk about bad mix, skin as white as ever, and a tough voice. He looked like your average, “I’m richer than you so you should bow down to me,” kind of person. He didn’t look fit, but he was big, little smaller than Charlan, but big. However, I knew he was a high school student, because of his uniform color is white and blue.

Yes, this is a middle and high mixed school. How I know this is because one of my classmates told me during the break. There aren’t any other big and expensive looking schools like this one, not only that, since it’s like 300,000 square feet, they obviously had enough room for more students. Unfortunately, the applications were short for middle schoolers since it was actually an expensive school, so they decided to allow high school students to attend this school as well.

However, I heard that if any high school students, except student council members, go into the middle school students district, they are to go back immediately or else be getting an immediate one-hour detention with extra homework from every class they attend during the year. I won’t be explaining anything else after this.

The rich-looking boy looks around him, intentionally looking for a person to put down to show his dominance. He stopped his search… and began walking towards my direction, while he did, I was happily inspecting the bento Lucine gave me. Ready to get my fill, I was about to open it, until a hand, not mine, took it away. My smile faded away, and I looked at the person who took Lucine’s bento. It was that rich high school student.

“Hey, what the hell are you doing?” I said in a serious tone, mixed with a bit of annoyance.

“Oh! So this is a bento, I always wanted to try this.” He ignored me and I attempted to take the bento back. I reached for it, but he immediately turned away with it and threw it to one of his friends. I stood up from my chair and began walking towards that person. He threw it to his next friend, but in a millisecond after it left his hands, I sidestepped in a quick manner. One of the friends did catch the bento, but I was already close to making contact with him. He tries to throw it to the rich boy, but it went into an entirely different direction as I crashed into him.

Time slowed down for everyone, as the bento landed on the ground and the contents in it spilled throughout the floor. I stood up, walked to the bento... and stared down at the spilled bento. The rich boy began laughing.

“Wow Peter, you missed me entirely!” The three laughed, but everyone else didn’t. They all stood still and stared at the spilled bento as if a murder just happened. Although everyone in the crowd stood frozen, there were two others who didn’t. Lucas put out a small black box from one of his pockets and it began to form around his hand, shaping into what seemed like a hand-sized, blue laser cannon, Mega Man style. Alex pulled out a small piece of metal that began to reshape into a small dagger.

But… before anyone could do anything, something happened. As the rich boy was laughing, he noticed something flying straight towards him. He looked and his face turned from grinning to terror as he saw a chair flying straight at him. The chair impactfully landed on his nose and he fell down. He covered his nose with his hands as blood began to come out of it. Everyone turned to see who threw the chair, but it was none other than that one person. Me.

The rich boy groaned as he tries to stand up, but before he could, he saw me right above him. I looked down at his horrified as I held another chair in swinging down position.

“H-Hey! Wait-” I swing down without hesitation and landed it hard on his face. He covered his face in pain.

“S-Stop-” I swung down at him again. He tried to stop the chair, but it landed on his face again. And this time, the hit landed harder than before.

“Please-” I swung again, each hit being harder and harder and harder. He couldn’t say anything else at this point. I kept on swinging down at him. The part of the chair I was hitting his face with became bloody, and everyone did nothing but stared horrified upon seeing my true self. The self I always showed at the orphanage. The self I always showed… while almost nearly killing someone. I stared at the rich boy with an emotionless face as I kept swinging blow after blow on him.

After what seemed like the 10th swing, his friends tried to stop me, but I turned immediately towards them. They froze in terror as if death was looking straight at them with murderous intent. I turned back to the rich boy and lifted the chair again. I saw him after lifting the bloody chair. Blood was spread all over his messed up and disfigured face. Even now he began to struggle to even lift his hands to stop this next blow. I lifted the chair again into swinging down position. The rich boy tried to say something, but he was too hurt to do so. I swung down again but stopped. The chair stopped close to the rich boy’s face, nearly in contact. I lifted the bloody chair and threw it away. I looked down at the rich boy again. He already fainted.

Then… I began walking towards the spilled bento, while saying to myself, "I am better than you." Alex and Lucas ran to my side, worried sick. However, while that was happening, one of the rich boy’s friends looked upon the fainted and deeply face wounded rich boy. He made a furious face as he saw his condition and turned to me, who was looking down at the bento. He lifted his right hand and a ball of flame began to form. He smiled as the flame became perfect size, but before he could launch it, a hand reached out and stopped the process by gripped the rich boy friend’s wrist.

“Hey! What the hell do you think-” He stopped mid-sentence as he saw the person who stopped him. It was Charlan.

“I would like to ask the same question...” Charlan’s face was dark. The rich boy’s friend panicked and looked around to find an excuse, and he did.

“Look at Roger!” He points at the bloody-faced rich boy. “This all started because of a bento!”

“You mean the bento you took from Nameless?”

“Come on! It’s just a bento! He nearly killed Roger because of a bento!”

“The bento my daughter put so much dedication into to welcome our new son?” The student froze. He knew at this point he and his friends were done for. They aren’t supposed to be in middle school student district in the first place!

Charlan released his grip on the boy’s wrist and began walking away. “You three better be at my office.” He then turned with a furious and dark face. “Or else it’s over for you three.” The boy fell to his knees and Charlan continued to walk away, but stopped when he heard,

“What are you doing Nameless!?”

“What? It still tastes amazing.” Charlan turned and made a look of surprise. I was eating all the spilled contents off the ground, and began to put the remains back into the box to make it easier to eat.

Everyone did nothing. They did nothing but stared. Stared as I ate it all off the floor.

Back at the girl’s school. The sisters saw it all, all through a small fountain showing images of what I was doing, they managed to get lucky by tricking the teacher that they forgot something in their lockers. But when they finally managed to see me in the all-seeing fountain... it wasn't what they expected.

They saw me try to take back Lucine’s bento. They saw me continuously slam the chair at Roger’s face. They saw me do it with a emotionless face. They saw me… eating every single bit of Lucine’s bento. Lucine did nothing, but watch. She watched while trying to wipe the endless tears coming from her shiny eyes. As she did, she began questioning herself, “Why am I crying? Why am I crying? Why… am I crying… I just met him just yesterday… why…?” Then a memory of what I said at breakfast came to her.

“I’m just… so happy, that I finally have a family. I’ve been in the orphanage for so long that I don’t even know what happiness was anymore, but now… since I’m eating a normal breakfast with everyone, I’m just… so… happy…” She couldn’t take it anymore and cry. Cried as I finally finished the last bite of her delicious bento.

This is my true self that I have developed at the orphanage, no… hell. A nature I have developed knowing that it’s the only way to survive there. A certain nature that I know sooner or later…

Will kill someone.

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Charlan sat on a bench in the middle of the garden, Rosaleen, upon hearing the news of what Nameless did, sat on the bench right beside him. They both stared at the full moon. It was silent until Charlan asked,

“You remember the question you asked me when we first met Nameless?” Rosaleen turned to Charlan, as he was still watching the full moon in the skies. Charlan recollected the memory, the memory of Rosaleen asking,

“Are you sure you want to adopt an outsider, Charlan?” He closed his eyes for a long moment, then answers,

“I am sure… That this outsider, no... Nameless, is the right person to adopt.” Rosaleen smiled as she turned back to the full, light blue, moon.

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Maker walks up to the screen and bows, “There will be no Special Chapter. For this chapter at least.”