Lonely Shards Of Glass

A tall man with red eyes appeared, he wore white bandages on his eyes, his hair was red with a pink highlight, and he wore a black overcoat over a purple button-up suit and black jeans. He was a magic user, he used the Plant Style Magic ability, his main ability was "The Whirlwind Of Thorns", which means he cultivated roses and their thorns mainly. The man was popularly known as the "Calamity of Beauty" since he was as beautiful as a rose but as deadly as a rose's thorns. However, The Whirlwind Of Flower of Plant Style Magic wasn't as strong as any other magic style, it was a magic style of diverse moves and abilities, so many pursued it. As a kid, the Calamity of Beauty was abandoned because his body was not compatible with becoming a hunter, so as revenge, he turned to magic and learned one of the most popular and easiest magic to learn.

The Calamity of Beauty's real name was Slate Aquila, he was from the village of Delyth, Slate traveled to villages that pursued being a Hunter and not magic. So to survive, Flint promised to learn magic, Slate figured that Cash wouldn't have enough nutrition to survive so he didn't worry about Cash, but Flint was a hunter from blood, so he pushed himself and raised Cash to be a hunter instead of a magic user. Flint's Magic style was Earth Style, and his main ability was "Mountains Of Vengeance", which meant he could form walls, hills, and mountains out of scratch from the Earth. Slate pierced through Flint and Cash's village with thorns, the blood and corpses were decorated with roses of all colors, Flint was confused about whether it was a pretty sight or a gruesome sight.

Slate, with an unreadable expression, approached Flint with the little Cash in his hands, carrying him bridal style. "You two are the sons of hunters, what will you become when you grow up?" Slate asked, his voice dripping with fake curiosity, as the little rebel he was, Cash replied by sticking his tongue out in a mocking manner. "Ah- Cash! H-He didn't m-mean that…" Flint spoke, his voice was barely above a whisper, his voice was shaking and he was shuddering, knowing he had to think everything through. "Answer me," Slate ordered, losing his patience with every second spent on useless pondering, Flint realized something, and he quickly exclaimed: "M-Magic user!"

Slate tilted his head sideways and smirked, "I hope so too," Slate paused for a moment, "I will visit you every year. I know where you will be, so don't try to hide. And if I see you mingling with any hunters any time soon…" he concluded, letting the threat linger in the air. He turned around and walked away, disappearing as quickly as a dehydrated flower wilting, though Flint was scared, he didn't let it show. And with that, he started training every day, knowing that Slate's threat was a bluff, he sent Cash away to a foster home. But soon enough, after a few visits from Slate, which meant a few years, the foster mother and father gave returned Cash to Flint, saying that he was too reckless.

Because of this mess, Flint decided for Cash to go to an orphanage, but the same thing happened there. Cash beat kids up, caused a ruckus for other people, bullied children, and just made it hard to ever obtain peace. Flint's shoulder slumped and a sigh escaped his lips whenever he got a letter of complaint, which was practically every week, the letters piled up and were piling up until Flint went over to the orphanage to pick up Cash and give him a good scolding.

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