Introduction
in the city of kings...
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On a secluded island known only as Shizume Town, magic exists, born from a singularity of unknown origin in the distant past. In modern times, the city is watched over by six Kings- powerful magic users who harness their abilities to help their city and harness magical threats the human police cannot combat.
However, there is a mystery in Shizume Town- a string of murders has swept through the city, the victims all magic users, the culprit still at large. And to make matters worse, the most powerful King has passed away.
His daughter rises to take his place in the Council of Kings, making allies and enemies alike among the other Clans. Her goals: to find the murderer terrorizing the city, and end the blood feud between Clans. Doing so will be difficult- the Kings love their rivalries, and convincing them to get along is no simple task.
But to honor her father before her, she will do anything she can to accomplish his greatest desire: peace.
However, there is a mystery in Shizume Town- a string of murders has swept through the city, the victims all magic users, the culprit still at large. And to make matters worse, the most powerful King has passed away.
His daughter rises to take his place in the Council of Kings, making allies and enemies alike among the other Clans. Her goals: to find the murderer terrorizing the city, and end the blood feud between Clans. Doing so will be difficult- the Kings love their rivalries, and convincing them to get along is no simple task.
But to honor her father before her, she will do anything she can to accomplish his greatest desire: peace.
The Grey Clan
Grey - Moonstone
The Grey Clan exists as the highest authority among the Council of Kings. The Grey King is a peacekeeper, meant to stay neutral in disputes between clans. They cannot allow opinions to cloud their judgement and can only use hard evidence when making decisions during trial. The former Grey King, however, was known to bend many of these rules, often against the other King's wishes.
Upon becoming a Grey Clansman, individuals are given the ability to nullify magic, including that of another King. This ability is exhausting and even dangerous to use, so it is often considered a last resort in disputes.
The Grey King - Ikeda Aika - 19 - Nills / Dogs: Bullets and Carnage
- The Grey Clansmen -
Ikeda Akira - 22 - Haine Rammsteiner / Dogs: Bullets and Carnage
Nakamura Daisuke - 26 - Aizawa Kouichi / Nabari no Ou
The Gold Clan
#EBBA18 - Citrine
The Gold Clan is the wealthiest and most influential Clan in the city. Many of their members are bureaucrats or business executives within the city, thus giving the Gold King a large reach in the non-magical layer of Shizume Town society.
The Gold Clan is one of the Clans wherein Clansmen are not granted a specific magic set. Instead, any preexisting magic is significantly enhanced. As such, the Gold Clan is the most diverse of all the Clans, making them formidable and hard to predict.
The Gold King - Alistair La Fontaine - 44 - Daniel Monroe / Gangsta (subject to change)
- The Gold Clansmen -
Eli Sinclaire - 28 - Kibikino Akatsuki / Tsubaki-chou Lonely Planet
Elizabeth La Fontaine - 14 - Elizabeth Midford / Kuroshitsuji
Fukuzawa Shiori - 7 - Kaga Rin / Usagi Drop
The Blue Clan
#02055A - Regalite
The Blue Clan exists as a special department of the police in Shizume Town, in charge of handling magical incidents specifically. They often choose members based on their powerful magical abilities, and since that magic is increased upon joining, the Blue Clan is easily the strongest Clan. However, because joining the Blue Clan also means joining a department of the government, their member count is surprisingly low, and becoming a member holds extremely high requirements compared to other Clans.
Upon becoming a Blue Clansmen, members gain heightened physical strength, speed, and senses, as well as a significant increase in magical ability. This is only granted upon passing of the police academy exam.
The Blue King - Tsunemori Misaki - 18 - Tateyama Ayano / Kagerou Project
- The Blue Clansmen -
Matsu - 61 - Tanaka / Kuroshitsuji
Oscar Liebert - 29 - Loid Forger / Spy x Family
Anna Connor - 24 - Maki Honoka / Kiznaiver
Yamaguchi Nao - 14 - Mikaze Ai / Uta no Prince-sama
The Red Clan
#7C0D0E - Rubellite
In distant history, the Red Clan held high positions regarding immigration and child services- they were servants of the people. Now, however, those roles were passed onto the Blue Clan and non-magic departments, leaving the Red Clan almost like an inner-city gang. The Red Clan is also known to take on Clansmen who do not have prior magical abilities- unheard of in the other Clans. This makes them widely disliked by the other Kings, but also makes them the largest and most widespread of all the Clans.
Though the Red Clan has the most members of all the Clans, they are the most scattered, with members all over the city, many of whom are not directly involved in the Clan feuds. All Red Clansmen are granted a fire ability upon joining, though many choose not to use it. Said fire cannot catch or spread, and can only burn those not affiliated with the Red Clan.
The Red King - Arata - 28 - Matsuoka Rin / Free!
- The Red Clansmen -
Tanaka Natsuki - 30 - Nase Izumi / Kyoukai no Kanata
Tanaka Tooru - 14 - Hinata Shouyou / Haikyuu!!
Tanaka Sachiko - 8 - Kotoishi Naru / Barakamon
Erika Donnovan - 21 - Constance Raveau / Gangsta
Sawada Eiji - 18 - Kise Ryouta / Kuroko no Basuke
The Purple Clan
#52307C - Sugilite
The Purple Clan is one of the newer Clans, having only existed for a few generations. For many years, they held high positions in the medical industry, using both magic and modern medicine to heal others. About a decade past, however, the former Purple King made a mistake in a magical experiment, costing the lives of several patients. He was killed not long after as revenge, and the Clan quickly fell apart, with many of its members fleeing Shizume town entirely.
In the past, Purple Clansmen would gain any variety of healing abilities upon joining. Currently, only the Purple King has any magical ability, as the Purple Clan's Stone has not allowed for the transfer of magic that denotes a Clansman.
The Purple King - Oda Tatsuyuki - 30 - Gotou Kakushi / Kakushigoto
- The Purple Clansmen -
Sawamura Junta - 25 - Nine / Zankyou no Terror
Sato Akane - 18 - Nishinosono Moe / Subete ga F ni Naru
Nakano Hiro - 17 - Tsukishima Kei / Haikyuu!!
Oda Yuuna - 13 - IA / Vocaloid
Oda Kanna - 4 - Unasaka Miri / Buddy Daddies
The Green Clan
#26580F - Jade
Like the Purple Clan, the Green Clan is new, only a few generations old. However, their Kings have historically remained out of sight of the Council of Kings, and as such have been reduced to nothing but rumor among the other Kings. Little is known of how the previous Kings used their magic, if they used it at all, and in modern times, the Green Clan leaves no discernible footprint in Shizume Town.
As the Green Clan has remained a mystery to the other Kings, little is known about their magic sets or the Green Clan's Stone. Theories include concepts such as nature magic, mind control, or the ability to alter time and memory.
The Green King - Rui - 20 - Kido Tsubomi / Kagerou Project
- The Green Clansmen -
Takeda Souta - 20 - Kisaragi Shintaro / Kagerou Project
Maki Hisako - 17 - Hatori Chise / Mahoutsukai no Yome
Uesugi Teru - 16 - Mob / Mob Psycho 100
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Grey - Moonstone
The Grey Clan exists as the highest authority among the Council of Kings. The Grey King is a peacekeeper, meant to stay neutral in disputes between clans. They cannot allow opinions to cloud their judgement and can only use hard evidence when making decisions during trial. The former Grey King, however, was known to bend many of these rules, often against the other King's wishes.
Upon becoming a Grey Clansman, individuals are given the ability to nullify magic, including that of another King. This ability is exhausting and even dangerous to use, so it is often considered a last resort in disputes.
The Grey King - Ikeda Aika - 19 - Nills / Dogs: Bullets and Carnage
- The Grey Clansmen -
Ikeda Akira - 22 - Haine Rammsteiner / Dogs: Bullets and Carnage
Nakamura Daisuke - 26 - Aizawa Kouichi / Nabari no Ou
The Gold Clan
#EBBA18 - Citrine
The Gold Clan is the wealthiest and most influential Clan in the city. Many of their members are bureaucrats or business executives within the city, thus giving the Gold King a large reach in the non-magical layer of Shizume Town society.
The Gold Clan is one of the Clans wherein Clansmen are not granted a specific magic set. Instead, any preexisting magic is significantly enhanced. As such, the Gold Clan is the most diverse of all the Clans, making them formidable and hard to predict.
The Gold King - Alistair La Fontaine - 44 - Daniel Monroe / Gangsta (subject to change)
- The Gold Clansmen -
Eli Sinclaire - 28 - Kibikino Akatsuki / Tsubaki-chou Lonely Planet
Elizabeth La Fontaine - 14 - Elizabeth Midford / Kuroshitsuji
Fukuzawa Shiori - 7 - Kaga Rin / Usagi Drop
The Blue Clan
#02055A - Regalite
The Blue Clan exists as a special department of the police in Shizume Town, in charge of handling magical incidents specifically. They often choose members based on their powerful magical abilities, and since that magic is increased upon joining, the Blue Clan is easily the strongest Clan. However, because joining the Blue Clan also means joining a department of the government, their member count is surprisingly low, and becoming a member holds extremely high requirements compared to other Clans.
Upon becoming a Blue Clansmen, members gain heightened physical strength, speed, and senses, as well as a significant increase in magical ability. This is only granted upon passing of the police academy exam.
The Blue King - Tsunemori Misaki - 18 - Tateyama Ayano / Kagerou Project
- The Blue Clansmen -
Matsu - 61 - Tanaka / Kuroshitsuji
Oscar Liebert - 29 - Loid Forger / Spy x Family
Anna Connor - 24 - Maki Honoka / Kiznaiver
Yamaguchi Nao - 14 - Mikaze Ai / Uta no Prince-sama
The Red Clan
#7C0D0E - Rubellite
In distant history, the Red Clan held high positions regarding immigration and child services- they were servants of the people. Now, however, those roles were passed onto the Blue Clan and non-magic departments, leaving the Red Clan almost like an inner-city gang. The Red Clan is also known to take on Clansmen who do not have prior magical abilities- unheard of in the other Clans. This makes them widely disliked by the other Kings, but also makes them the largest and most widespread of all the Clans.
Though the Red Clan has the most members of all the Clans, they are the most scattered, with members all over the city, many of whom are not directly involved in the Clan feuds. All Red Clansmen are granted a fire ability upon joining, though many choose not to use it. Said fire cannot catch or spread, and can only burn those not affiliated with the Red Clan.
The Red King - Arata - 28 - Matsuoka Rin / Free!
- The Red Clansmen -
Tanaka Natsuki - 30 - Nase Izumi / Kyoukai no Kanata
Tanaka Tooru - 14 - Hinata Shouyou / Haikyuu!!
Tanaka Sachiko - 8 - Kotoishi Naru / Barakamon
Erika Donnovan - 21 - Constance Raveau / Gangsta
Sawada Eiji - 18 - Kise Ryouta / Kuroko no Basuke
The Purple Clan
#52307C - Sugilite
The Purple Clan is one of the newer Clans, having only existed for a few generations. For many years, they held high positions in the medical industry, using both magic and modern medicine to heal others. About a decade past, however, the former Purple King made a mistake in a magical experiment, costing the lives of several patients. He was killed not long after as revenge, and the Clan quickly fell apart, with many of its members fleeing Shizume town entirely.
In the past, Purple Clansmen would gain any variety of healing abilities upon joining. Currently, only the Purple King has any magical ability, as the Purple Clan's Stone has not allowed for the transfer of magic that denotes a Clansman.
The Purple King - Oda Tatsuyuki - 30 - Gotou Kakushi / Kakushigoto
- The Purple Clansmen -
Sawamura Junta - 25 - Nine / Zankyou no Terror
Sato Akane - 18 - Nishinosono Moe / Subete ga F ni Naru
Nakano Hiro - 17 - Tsukishima Kei / Haikyuu!!
Oda Yuuna - 13 - IA / Vocaloid
Oda Kanna - 4 - Unasaka Miri / Buddy Daddies
The Green Clan
#26580F - Jade
Like the Purple Clan, the Green Clan is new, only a few generations old. However, their Kings have historically remained out of sight of the Council of Kings, and as such have been reduced to nothing but rumor among the other Kings. Little is known of how the previous Kings used their magic, if they used it at all, and in modern times, the Green Clan leaves no discernible footprint in Shizume Town.
As the Green Clan has remained a mystery to the other Kings, little is known about their magic sets or the Green Clan's Stone. Theories include concepts such as nature magic, mind control, or the ability to alter time and memory.
The Green King - Rui - 20 - Kido Tsubomi / Kagerou Project
- The Green Clansmen -
Takeda Souta - 20 - Kisaragi Shintaro / Kagerou Project
Maki Hisako - 17 - Hatori Chise / Mahoutsukai no Yome
Uesugi Teru - 16 - Mob / Mob Psycho 100
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part one: The Unexpected
Ikeda Yoshio's death is sudden and unexpected.
It was never supposed to be that way.
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Ever since she was a child, Aika knew that one day, her father would die, and the crown of the Grey King would pass to her. Yoshio didn't believe in clouding the nature of death from his children. Aika and her brother, Akira, were always aware that one day the responsibilities of leading the Grey Clan would be theirs.
Ever since she was a child, Aika knew that one day, her father would die.
It hits her like a freight train anyways.
t ❋
Ikeda Yoshio's death is sudden and unexpected.
He had told no one but his personal doctor and lawyer that he was dying. That the cancer he'd defeated in his youth had returned with cruel strength. That he had ignored the symptoms until they were no longer treatable. That he had sorted all his affairs more than a year before he finally passed away in the dark of night.
Ikeda Yoshio's death is sudden and unexpected. He deteriorates rapidly in the dark of night, calling for his children through quiet halls. Only Aika answers.
She holds his hand as his vision clouds, as he gasps for breath, as he whispers empty comforts and tries to dry her tears with shaking fingers. She holds his hand as he calls for his son who is too far away to hear the plea.
She holds his hand as his grip loosens in her own, as her father slips from time.
Aika remains by his side, only letting go to comfort her brother when he arrives. Akira mourns in her arms and Aika allows herself this moment of grief, because she knows it is all she'll have. With her father dead, there is much to be done: the Council of Kings will need to be informed, a funeral arranged, a King Chosen-
Ikeda Yoshio's death is sudden and unexpected.
Ikeda Aika's Awakening is even more so.
It happens as she stands, wrapped in her brother's arms and her brother's grief, feeling the tears of her only remaining family upon her cheek. It happens as she gazes into nothing and wonders why her father kept his cancer from them.
It happens as she asks herself: What happens now?
In a way, the Stone answers that question. It appears in a flash of dazzling silver light, specks of pale blue dancing across the room. It should be blinding, but Aika gazes into the light unflinchingly, a sense of calm washing over her like a gentle ocean wave. Her grief, her brother's grief ... the world around her fades away.
As the light begins to dim, Aika finds herself cupping a Stone in her hands. She has seen it many times before, carefully sealed away in a glass case in the Hall of Kings. She has never held it in her hands, but it is familiar all the same.
It is only when the light completely fades that Aika realizes her brother is no longer holding her, instead standing a few feet away, tear-streaked eyes caught on the massive Moonstone she holds. Akira meets her eye and smiles, so small, and only then does it dawn on her the weight of what she holds to her breast.
The Moonstone has chosen her.
She is the new Grey King.
It was never supposed to be that way.
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Ever since she was a child, Aika knew that one day, her father would die, and the crown of the Grey King would pass to her. Yoshio didn't believe in clouding the nature of death from his children. Aika and her brother, Akira, were always aware that one day the responsibilities of leading the Grey Clan would be theirs.
Ever since she was a child, Aika knew that one day, her father would die.
It hits her like a freight train anyways.
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Ikeda Yoshio's death is sudden and unexpected.
He had told no one but his personal doctor and lawyer that he was dying. That the cancer he'd defeated in his youth had returned with cruel strength. That he had ignored the symptoms until they were no longer treatable. That he had sorted all his affairs more than a year before he finally passed away in the dark of night.
Ikeda Yoshio's death is sudden and unexpected. He deteriorates rapidly in the dark of night, calling for his children through quiet halls. Only Aika answers.
She holds his hand as his vision clouds, as he gasps for breath, as he whispers empty comforts and tries to dry her tears with shaking fingers. She holds his hand as he calls for his son who is too far away to hear the plea.
She holds his hand as his grip loosens in her own, as her father slips from time.
Aika remains by his side, only letting go to comfort her brother when he arrives. Akira mourns in her arms and Aika allows herself this moment of grief, because she knows it is all she'll have. With her father dead, there is much to be done: the Council of Kings will need to be informed, a funeral arranged, a King Chosen-
Ikeda Yoshio's death is sudden and unexpected.
Ikeda Aika's Awakening is even more so.
It happens as she stands, wrapped in her brother's arms and her brother's grief, feeling the tears of her only remaining family upon her cheek. It happens as she gazes into nothing and wonders why her father kept his cancer from them.
It happens as she asks herself: What happens now?
In a way, the Stone answers that question. It appears in a flash of dazzling silver light, specks of pale blue dancing across the room. It should be blinding, but Aika gazes into the light unflinchingly, a sense of calm washing over her like a gentle ocean wave. Her grief, her brother's grief ... the world around her fades away.
As the light begins to dim, Aika finds herself cupping a Stone in her hands. She has seen it many times before, carefully sealed away in a glass case in the Hall of Kings. She has never held it in her hands, but it is familiar all the same.
It is only when the light completely fades that Aika realizes her brother is no longer holding her, instead standing a few feet away, tear-streaked eyes caught on the massive Moonstone she holds. Akira meets her eye and smiles, so small, and only then does it dawn on her the weight of what she holds to her breast.
The Moonstone has chosen her.
She is the new Grey King.
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t ❋
News of that night's events travels surprisingly slowly. By the time the doctors and coroners arrive to document Ikeda Yoshio's death, by the time the body has been gently whisked off to the funeral home, by the time Aika and her brother arrive at the Hall of Kings to place the moonstone in its case, the sun has risen.
It is early morning when Nakamura Daisuke joins them in the Hall of Kings. The three of them together are able to contact the other Kings and inform them of the former Grey King's passing and the new Grey King's unexpected awakening.
The Gold King is the first to answer. Alistair La Fontaine holds any emotion within himself as he learns of this sudden transfer of power. He is calm, and quiet, and business-like as he thanks the Grey Clan for being so prompt with their call.
The Blue King does not answer the call, but Aika leaves a voicemail anyways, and earns a response mid-morning from a clearly tired Tsunemori Misaki. They speak in hushed voices for a long time, comforting one another in their grief. Then Misaki asks if a new King has been chosen, and quietly congratulates her friend.
The Red King does not get a call, because Aika does not know the number.
The Purple King, however, answers right away when she calls- an action that Aika will not disclose to anyone. Oda Tatsuyuki is solemn, and does not offer empty comforts. Aika does not mention the new Grey King, and Tatsuyuki does not ask.
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The Green King does not get a call, but the Jade shimmers and trembles on Rui's shelf in the late hours of the night, just like the other Stones in their glass case.
Rui is not awake to witness this, but she grieves in her dreams nonetheless.
News of that night's events travels surprisingly slowly. By the time the doctors and coroners arrive to document Ikeda Yoshio's death, by the time the body has been gently whisked off to the funeral home, by the time Aika and her brother arrive at the Hall of Kings to place the moonstone in its case, the sun has risen.
It is early morning when Nakamura Daisuke joins them in the Hall of Kings. The three of them together are able to contact the other Kings and inform them of the former Grey King's passing and the new Grey King's unexpected awakening.
The Gold King is the first to answer. Alistair La Fontaine holds any emotion within himself as he learns of this sudden transfer of power. He is calm, and quiet, and business-like as he thanks the Grey Clan for being so prompt with their call.
The Blue King does not answer the call, but Aika leaves a voicemail anyways, and earns a response mid-morning from a clearly tired Tsunemori Misaki. They speak in hushed voices for a long time, comforting one another in their grief. Then Misaki asks if a new King has been chosen, and quietly congratulates her friend.
The Red King does not get a call, because Aika does not know the number.
The Purple King, however, answers right away when she calls- an action that Aika will not disclose to anyone. Oda Tatsuyuki is solemn, and does not offer empty comforts. Aika does not mention the new Grey King, and Tatsuyuki does not ask.
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The Green King does not get a call, but the Jade shimmers and trembles on Rui's shelf in the late hours of the night, just like the other Stones in their glass case.
Rui is not awake to witness this, but she grieves in her dreams nonetheless.
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t ❋ location: Créme de Violette
three days after Ikeda Yoshio's death
It's been one hour since the bar officially closed, two hours since the sun rose, yet only one resident of the Créme de Violette apartments is awake.
Tanaka Natsuki sways gently to Ella Fitzgerald playing on her radio as she flips an egg. There are no footsteps above her, but she knows there will be soon- it's almost seven. Louis Armstrong's voice joins Ella's and floats around the kitchen.
And there they are- footsteps. Just not the footsteps she was expecting.
She doesn't have to look to know who's on the stairs, entering the kitchen, quietly pulling out a chair to sit down. Natsuki finishes cooking her folded egg and plates it next to a piece of grilled fish, and only then does she turn around. Arata sits at the bar with his chin in his hands, eyes tired and distant and thoughtful.
Natsuki sets the plate down in front of him and leans her hip against the bar. Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong's voices continue to fill the silence.
A long moment passes like this. Natsuki doesn't ask what's on Arata's mind- she already knows. Arata doesn't ask for Natsuki's opinion- he already knows she'll give it to him. But not before he becomes a part of the waking world.
Finally, Arata sighs and starts to eat. Natsuki smiles and steps away to make tea. The song on the radio fades into silence and is quickly replaced by a livelier tune.
"Have you decided what you're going to do yet?" Natsuki asks.
Arata sighs again, and Natsuki doesn't have to turn around to picture the look on his face- a mixture of annoyance and relief that she'll always know him better than anyone else. It's a nice expression, she thinks. Always satisfying. Arata doesn't offer her an answer right away, and Natsuki doesn't pressure him for one.
She finishes brewing the tea and pours a cup for each of them. A dull thud above them hints at some of their younger members finally waking up. About time.
Natsuki sets a cup of tea in front of Arata and they drink in silence. Natsuki trusts that he'll open up to her sooner rather than later- she knows he doesn't want to talk about this in front of the kids. They both know they're running out of time.
Arata sets his cup down and sighs, avoiding her gaze. "It's a bad idea."
Natsuki raises an eyebrow at him over the rim of her cup. "Is it? Or are you just afraid to put yourself in the spotlight again after all these years?"
"I won't just be putting myself in the spotlight. It'd be all of us."
"You say that as if we're unaware. Each of us knew what we were getting into when we became your Clansmen. We're all prepared."
There's pain and fear in Arata's eyes as they meet hers. "Are you sure?"
Natsuki knows who he's talking about, and a part of her wants to agree with him, validate his fears. Their world has not been kind to their Clan, and not everyone is prepared for the life-or-death battle that might break out at any moment.
But if she agreed with him, she'd be doing everyone a disservice.
Instead, she sets her cup next to his and places a hand on his shoulder. "They may be children, but they aren't ignorant, and they aren't weak. And you know what they're like, they'll be in the spotlight eventually no matter what we do to keep them hidden. They're both awful at keeping secrets."
A soft smile curls Arata's mouth and Natsuki can't help a smile herself. And, as if on cue, two sets of footsteps tumble their way down the stairs and into the room.
Tooru and Sachiko offer loud, barely-there greetings as they race past the bar in a beeline for the television. A jumbled argument and some frantic button-mashing later, and that morning's episode of some anime Natsuki can't recall is playing.
Natsuki barely reacts- they're like this every morning. But there's a sadness in Arata's eyes as he gazes at them, and she knows he's thinking about what it would mean for them if he does decide to attend Ikeda Yoshio's funeral.
She watches him, and he pretends not to notice, and Natsuki begins to realize that he's not going to make the decision on his own. Not this time. He's too afraid.
She understands why.
But now is not the time to bow to fear.
"Arata," She says, voice stern.
Arata looks at her with narrowed eyes, then at Tooru and Sachiko, who are too absorbed in their anime to notice anything around them. He looks back at her.
"There's plenty that can go wrong. The other Kings hate you, hate all of us. But it's been five years. A new King has been chosen. Things are changing, and I think you ought to make a statement while you have the chance."
Arata doesn't look away from her gaze, but there's hesitation in him still. Natsuki smiles and holds out her hand, conjuring a gentle flame nestled in her palm.
"You are our King, and we will follow you through anything. You know that."
And there it is- that spark in his eye.
The very thing that led Natsuki and so many others to call him their King.
Arata sighs, a thicker sigh, like the breath taken before a fight. "Alright." Natsuki lets the flame in her hand die as she watches him stand and stretch. And though nothing she's ever done has ever been able to pull the kids away from their morning cartoons, all it takes is Arata stretching to draw their attention to him.
Arata grins at them, and Natsuki can see Tooru and Sachi vibrating in excitement.
"So," Arata says, "you two wanna go to a funeral with me?"
three days after Ikeda Yoshio's death
It's been one hour since the bar officially closed, two hours since the sun rose, yet only one resident of the Créme de Violette apartments is awake.
Tanaka Natsuki sways gently to Ella Fitzgerald playing on her radio as she flips an egg. There are no footsteps above her, but she knows there will be soon- it's almost seven. Louis Armstrong's voice joins Ella's and floats around the kitchen.
And there they are- footsteps. Just not the footsteps she was expecting.
She doesn't have to look to know who's on the stairs, entering the kitchen, quietly pulling out a chair to sit down. Natsuki finishes cooking her folded egg and plates it next to a piece of grilled fish, and only then does she turn around. Arata sits at the bar with his chin in his hands, eyes tired and distant and thoughtful.
Natsuki sets the plate down in front of him and leans her hip against the bar. Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong's voices continue to fill the silence.
A long moment passes like this. Natsuki doesn't ask what's on Arata's mind- she already knows. Arata doesn't ask for Natsuki's opinion- he already knows she'll give it to him. But not before he becomes a part of the waking world.
Finally, Arata sighs and starts to eat. Natsuki smiles and steps away to make tea. The song on the radio fades into silence and is quickly replaced by a livelier tune.
"Have you decided what you're going to do yet?" Natsuki asks.
Arata sighs again, and Natsuki doesn't have to turn around to picture the look on his face- a mixture of annoyance and relief that she'll always know him better than anyone else. It's a nice expression, she thinks. Always satisfying. Arata doesn't offer her an answer right away, and Natsuki doesn't pressure him for one.
She finishes brewing the tea and pours a cup for each of them. A dull thud above them hints at some of their younger members finally waking up. About time.
Natsuki sets a cup of tea in front of Arata and they drink in silence. Natsuki trusts that he'll open up to her sooner rather than later- she knows he doesn't want to talk about this in front of the kids. They both know they're running out of time.
Arata sets his cup down and sighs, avoiding her gaze. "It's a bad idea."
Natsuki raises an eyebrow at him over the rim of her cup. "Is it? Or are you just afraid to put yourself in the spotlight again after all these years?"
"I won't just be putting myself in the spotlight. It'd be all of us."
"You say that as if we're unaware. Each of us knew what we were getting into when we became your Clansmen. We're all prepared."
There's pain and fear in Arata's eyes as they meet hers. "Are you sure?"
Natsuki knows who he's talking about, and a part of her wants to agree with him, validate his fears. Their world has not been kind to their Clan, and not everyone is prepared for the life-or-death battle that might break out at any moment.
But if she agreed with him, she'd be doing everyone a disservice.
Instead, she sets her cup next to his and places a hand on his shoulder. "They may be children, but they aren't ignorant, and they aren't weak. And you know what they're like, they'll be in the spotlight eventually no matter what we do to keep them hidden. They're both awful at keeping secrets."
A soft smile curls Arata's mouth and Natsuki can't help a smile herself. And, as if on cue, two sets of footsteps tumble their way down the stairs and into the room.
Tooru and Sachiko offer loud, barely-there greetings as they race past the bar in a beeline for the television. A jumbled argument and some frantic button-mashing later, and that morning's episode of some anime Natsuki can't recall is playing.
Natsuki barely reacts- they're like this every morning. But there's a sadness in Arata's eyes as he gazes at them, and she knows he's thinking about what it would mean for them if he does decide to attend Ikeda Yoshio's funeral.
She watches him, and he pretends not to notice, and Natsuki begins to realize that he's not going to make the decision on his own. Not this time. He's too afraid.
She understands why.
But now is not the time to bow to fear.
"Arata," She says, voice stern.
Arata looks at her with narrowed eyes, then at Tooru and Sachiko, who are too absorbed in their anime to notice anything around them. He looks back at her.
"There's plenty that can go wrong. The other Kings hate you, hate all of us. But it's been five years. A new King has been chosen. Things are changing, and I think you ought to make a statement while you have the chance."
Arata doesn't look away from her gaze, but there's hesitation in him still. Natsuki smiles and holds out her hand, conjuring a gentle flame nestled in her palm.
"You are our King, and we will follow you through anything. You know that."
And there it is- that spark in his eye.
The very thing that led Natsuki and so many others to call him their King.
Arata sighs, a thicker sigh, like the breath taken before a fight. "Alright." Natsuki lets the flame in her hand die as she watches him stand and stretch. And though nothing she's ever done has ever been able to pull the kids away from their morning cartoons, all it takes is Arata stretching to draw their attention to him.
Arata grins at them, and Natsuki can see Tooru and Sachi vibrating in excitement.
"So," Arata says, "you two wanna go to a funeral with me?"
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t ❋ location: Saint's St. Chapel
religion is not relevant to this story but this is based on a roman catholic church bc it was easy
Aika's family had never been particularly religious, not so far as she can recall. But there's some mystic beauty to churches that she's always felt in her soul- the carefully built stone, the intricate glass windows, the soft, flickering candlelight.
It was her father's wish to be buried in the Saint's Street cemetery, beside his wife who had died when Aika was just an infant. As such, Aika and Akira thought it as good a thought as any to hold his funeral service in the Saint's Street Chapel.
Less of a distance to walk the casket, she supposed.
Aika stands atop the pulpit in a sparkling white and silver dress she'd worn to last year's school dance. Unlike her brother, she hadn't owned anything black, and to find a dress to rent or borrow had seemed too big a task at the time. She doesn't regret her decision- this dress is familiar, comforting. A Grey King's suit of honor.
The chapel has been filled for half an hour now, but Aika stands gazing at the box that holds her father and can't find a single thing to say.
What do you say to a room full of people who only ever knew him halfway?
The chapel doors open with a groan.
Aika turns around and all at once, the chapel is filled with light, the afternoon sun bursting in through the open doors. Aika raises a hand against the light but sees only the vague shapes of people entering. Many people. The doors begin to close again and hushed voices erupt in the crowd as Aika's vision clears.
She can't help the gasp of surprise that leaves her.
It's the Red King.
No- not just him. There's a crowd of people of all ages at his back, at least thirty of his Clansmen. They fill the walkway and the vestibule. A few glance about the room, meeting the other Clan's disapproving stares with arrogant smiles or glares. But many of them look dutifully onward, expressions hardened with determination.
Aika sees her brother rise from his seat in the front row and join her, standing on the pulpit steps a few feet away. She doesn't tell him to sit back down. She knows he won't. She may not believe the rumors of the Red Clan, but this display...
No one knows what to expect from the Red King and his Clansmen.
The Red King stops at the front row of pews and the crowd stills behind him. Aika eyes him with what she hopes comes across as curiosity rather than distrust. At his side stand a young boy with fiery orange hair and a tall, distinguished-looking woman. A tiny brunette girl holds his hand and gazes about in wonder.
This is the Red Clan, and it is not what she had expected.
Aika stands perfectly still beside her brother and watches the Red King gently pry his hand from the child clinging to him. He continues forward and this time, his Clansmen do not follow. Aika's eyes follow him as he ascends into the pulpit, but he doesn't stop or even glance in her direction.
The Red King pauses before the casket, and for a moment, it feels as if the room itself has held its breath. Aika stands still, and observes.
The Red King places a hand on the casket and bows his head.
He remains there for only a few seconds, but the action is clear. He is paying his respects to the dead. Aika lets out a breath and feels her nerves begin to soothe.
Arata turns from the casket with a fire in his eyes, and Aika can feel the tension rise once again. But she is not afraid. She stands with her head high and meets his gaze unflinchingly, hands folded neatly before her. Arata narrows his eyes at her, just a bit, and Aika gets the faintest impression that she's passed a test.
When Arata speaks, he speaks loud and clear, but he doesn't look away.
This message is for her.
"Your father did me a favor once. I never got the chance to repay him for it."
Aika feels her heart ache at the words, another reminder that her kind, kind father is gone, that there may be things he left undone, words he left unsaid.
Arata stands even taller, almost threatening. Aika does not look away.
"Since I can't properly repay what he did for me, I would like to offer you that favor in his place." Arata says. There is a knowing smile in his eyes.
Aika's heart skips a beat.
Instantly, the room breaks out into hushed conversation, exclamations of shock and accusations and questions of what reason could he possibly have for this?
Someone laughs. Aika's pretty sure it's one of the Red Clansmen.
Arata steps forward until Aika can see the lines of exhaustion and grief around his eyes. Again, she does not break his gaze, even as her brother flies to her side and hovers a hand at her back. Arata holds a hand out to her and a flame flickers into being in his palm, small and warm. Several guests cry out in anger.
But there is no malice in Arata's eyes, and all Aika sees is another test.
"One favor." He says, quietly this time. "If you ask, the Red Clan will answer."
This is nothing she could have ever expected.
The Red Clan appearing after years of absence from the Council, paying respect to her father, offering her one single favor that looks an awful lot like loyalty...
Aika doesn't have to think twice.
She trusts as she takes his hand in both of hers that the fire will not hurt her, and it fades the moment she touches it, a fleeting sensation like touching soft paper. She bows her head and smiles brighter as Arata does the same in return.
"I am honored to have earned such kindness from the Red Clan." She says.
Arata smiles, just a bit.
Then he gently slides his hand from hers and retreats down the steps, returning to his Clansmen. Aika smiles as she watches the crowd filter out of the chapel, each of them ignoring the tension around them. The Red Clan has not been accepted in the Council for many years, and there is hatred simmering among the pews.
But Aika just smiles, because she has gained an ally.
And today, in this room full of people who only ever knew her father halfway, who look at her with disappointment, an ally is all she ever could have asked for.
religion is not relevant to this story but this is based on a roman catholic church bc it was easy
Aika's family had never been particularly religious, not so far as she can recall. But there's some mystic beauty to churches that she's always felt in her soul- the carefully built stone, the intricate glass windows, the soft, flickering candlelight.
It was her father's wish to be buried in the Saint's Street cemetery, beside his wife who had died when Aika was just an infant. As such, Aika and Akira thought it as good a thought as any to hold his funeral service in the Saint's Street Chapel.
Less of a distance to walk the casket, she supposed.
Aika stands atop the pulpit in a sparkling white and silver dress she'd worn to last year's school dance. Unlike her brother, she hadn't owned anything black, and to find a dress to rent or borrow had seemed too big a task at the time. She doesn't regret her decision- this dress is familiar, comforting. A Grey King's suit of honor.
The chapel has been filled for half an hour now, but Aika stands gazing at the box that holds her father and can't find a single thing to say.
What do you say to a room full of people who only ever knew him halfway?
The chapel doors open with a groan.
Aika turns around and all at once, the chapel is filled with light, the afternoon sun bursting in through the open doors. Aika raises a hand against the light but sees only the vague shapes of people entering. Many people. The doors begin to close again and hushed voices erupt in the crowd as Aika's vision clears.
She can't help the gasp of surprise that leaves her.
It's the Red King.
No- not just him. There's a crowd of people of all ages at his back, at least thirty of his Clansmen. They fill the walkway and the vestibule. A few glance about the room, meeting the other Clan's disapproving stares with arrogant smiles or glares. But many of them look dutifully onward, expressions hardened with determination.
Aika sees her brother rise from his seat in the front row and join her, standing on the pulpit steps a few feet away. She doesn't tell him to sit back down. She knows he won't. She may not believe the rumors of the Red Clan, but this display...
No one knows what to expect from the Red King and his Clansmen.
The Red King stops at the front row of pews and the crowd stills behind him. Aika eyes him with what she hopes comes across as curiosity rather than distrust. At his side stand a young boy with fiery orange hair and a tall, distinguished-looking woman. A tiny brunette girl holds his hand and gazes about in wonder.
This is the Red Clan, and it is not what she had expected.
Aika stands perfectly still beside her brother and watches the Red King gently pry his hand from the child clinging to him. He continues forward and this time, his Clansmen do not follow. Aika's eyes follow him as he ascends into the pulpit, but he doesn't stop or even glance in her direction.
The Red King pauses before the casket, and for a moment, it feels as if the room itself has held its breath. Aika stands still, and observes.
The Red King places a hand on the casket and bows his head.
He remains there for only a few seconds, but the action is clear. He is paying his respects to the dead. Aika lets out a breath and feels her nerves begin to soothe.
Arata turns from the casket with a fire in his eyes, and Aika can feel the tension rise once again. But she is not afraid. She stands with her head high and meets his gaze unflinchingly, hands folded neatly before her. Arata narrows his eyes at her, just a bit, and Aika gets the faintest impression that she's passed a test.
When Arata speaks, he speaks loud and clear, but he doesn't look away.
This message is for her.
"Your father did me a favor once. I never got the chance to repay him for it."
Aika feels her heart ache at the words, another reminder that her kind, kind father is gone, that there may be things he left undone, words he left unsaid.
Arata stands even taller, almost threatening. Aika does not look away.
"Since I can't properly repay what he did for me, I would like to offer you that favor in his place." Arata says. There is a knowing smile in his eyes.
Aika's heart skips a beat.
Instantly, the room breaks out into hushed conversation, exclamations of shock and accusations and questions of what reason could he possibly have for this?
Someone laughs. Aika's pretty sure it's one of the Red Clansmen.
Arata steps forward until Aika can see the lines of exhaustion and grief around his eyes. Again, she does not break his gaze, even as her brother flies to her side and hovers a hand at her back. Arata holds a hand out to her and a flame flickers into being in his palm, small and warm. Several guests cry out in anger.
But there is no malice in Arata's eyes, and all Aika sees is another test.
"One favor." He says, quietly this time. "If you ask, the Red Clan will answer."
This is nothing she could have ever expected.
The Red Clan appearing after years of absence from the Council, paying respect to her father, offering her one single favor that looks an awful lot like loyalty...
Aika doesn't have to think twice.
She trusts as she takes his hand in both of hers that the fire will not hurt her, and it fades the moment she touches it, a fleeting sensation like touching soft paper. She bows her head and smiles brighter as Arata does the same in return.
"I am honored to have earned such kindness from the Red Clan." She says.
Arata smiles, just a bit.
Then he gently slides his hand from hers and retreats down the steps, returning to his Clansmen. Aika smiles as she watches the crowd filter out of the chapel, each of them ignoring the tension around them. The Red Clan has not been accepted in the Council for many years, and there is hatred simmering among the pews.
But Aika just smiles, because she has gained an ally.
And today, in this room full of people who only ever knew her father halfway, who look at her with disappointment, an ally is all she ever could have asked for.
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The Hall of Kings
The Hall of Kings is an extravagant building toward the edge of the inner city where the Council of Kings convenes for any and all necessary meetings concerning the magical community. Official trials for crimes committed with magic are also held here, sometimes with the appearance of the non-magical court if necessary. The Council of Kings is considered a historical building and is a common tourist spot. Some school tours are also offered here.
Star Tower
Star Tower is a skyscraper in ciity center where the Gold Clan’s headquarters has been for several generations. The tower also houses a law firm owned by the current Gold King, Alistair La Fontaine, and has been passed down throughout his family line. Because the Gold Clan has the most influence and power, any meetings with other Clans are held at Star Tower.
Creme de Violette
Name translates to “Cream of Violets” and refers to a core ingredient in the Aviation cocktail. The name was chosen for the original owner’s wife’s favorite drink.
Creme de Violette is the bar owned by Tanaka Natsuki. The bar is only open to customers during the night hours, and in the daytime it is a safe space for Red Clansmen to gather and spend their time. All meetings held in the Red Clan are held here. The apartments above the bar are also owned by Natsuki, and these are where she and several other Red Clansmen live.
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Magic System
There are three categorizations of magic, all of which have a near infinite number of subsets.
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Natural magic refers to all magic that utilizes the elements. This includes magics that control fire, water, wind, earth, plants, light and shadow. Each element has its own variety of subsets- for example, manipulating rain specifically would be a subset of water magic, while manipulating weather would be a subset of wind magic. Natural magics are considered the easiest to master, as it often doesn’t require physical training or intense concentration like some spiritual magics.
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Physical magic refers to any magic that affects the body directly. This includes magics such as superstrength, superspeed, etc. It also includes all healing magic, which is considered its own subset of magic and is often referred to separately from other physical magics. Most physical magics require bodily training in order to be properly utilized.
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Also commonly referred to as “mental magic” or “psych magic” (as in psychological), spiritual magic broadly encompasses any magic that does not fit into the other two categories. All magic requires varying levels of thought and intention to cast, but most spiritual magic does not require specific body movements or physical training to use. Common spiritual magics include telepathy, telekinesis, levitation, precognition, psychometry, etc.
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Shizume Town
Name kept from the original K Project anime.
Shizume Island, locally referred to as Shizume Town (despite being city-size), is a small island country far off the coast. Think of an island with Tokyo’s aesthetic, with futuristic touches.
The island engages in international trade and parts of the island are a hotspot for tourists, though the locals’ opinions of said tourism vary wildly. The tourism mostly revolves around sites like the supposed “center of the singularity” and the Hall of Kings, as well as small museum-type places where visitors can learn about the island’s history and various types of magic. These museums also teach foreigners about the Council of Kings and how the island’s society functions.
It isn’t uncommon for citizens to move to or from the island, and citizenship isn’t hard to earn, but immigrants can sometimes face bigotry from older generations who dislike how foreigners often seem to view the magic inherent to Shizume Island as if it’s entertainment. This is relatively rare, though, as immigrants are fully capable of gaining magical abilities if they stay long enough.
Shizume Island has a democratic government, one revolving around non-magical aspects of the island such as the economy, and one revolving around magic, called the Council of Kings.
The Singularity
In the early history of the island, a cosmic event - called the [insert fake year here] Singularity - hit the island and resulted in the appearance of magic. A small percentage of the population at the time gained various magical abilities. This magic was revered in its time and mages were of high status for several generations, until the population grew and magic became more commonplace.
Magic exists only on Shizume Island and to a certain distance out at sea. Once a mage leaves that radius around the island, their magic will fade, which has led scientists to assume the magic is powered by something inherent to the island (likely the singularity itself).
Alya Academy
Name borrowed from my favorite manga, Nabari no Ou.
Alya Academy is the most populated higher-education school in Shizume Town, as well as one of the most well-known schools in the world (a result of it being one of the only schools in the world to teach magic). It teaches middle school and high school, and offers both magic and non- magic curricula for students, so as to be as inclusive as possible. There are a few small schools on the main island that offer education to specific groups of students, such as those with autism or significant disabilites, as well as education for specific career paths.
Alya Academy is located on a small, man-made island off the coast of Shizume Island. It is only accessible by a specific train line that runs throughout the entire island and stretches across the bay to the island, referred to as “Alya Island” or “Academy Island.” Students and faculty are given special keycards to access the train line. Further transportation taken by studenty or faculty such as buses or local trains are paid for by the school, and free school meals are also offered.
The academy uniform consists of a gakuran for male students and a black and white sailor fuku for female students, however, there is no gender requirement for which uniform students choose to wear, and rules on alterations are very loose, allowing students to express themselves freely.
The Royal Stones
The Royal Stones are exceptionally large magical stones. Each is a different type of gemstone, from which the Clans took on their colors, and each bestows a certain magic onto others.
The Stones are believed to be somewhat sentient, as they choose their own Kings. Each Stone tends to have its “type” when choosing Kings- the Moonstone often chooses calm, reserved, family-oriented people, while the Rubellite often chooses rebellious, opinionated people. The Gold and Blue Stones are the only Stones observed to choose based on parameters such as race, gender, age, or social status. The Citrine has rarely chosen a King not already affiliated with the Gold Clan, and the Regalite has historically chosen adults, with one single exception.
The Stones have their own magical properties, being that they can vanish and teleport seemingly at will, which is what allows them to randomly appear before the new King they wish to crown. Because the Stones can vanish at will, attempts to give them away and crown a King by force, or attempts to steal the Stones, have never succeeded.
When a King is not in the process of being chosen, the Royal Stones are kept in a glass case in the Hall of Kings, where they can be viewed by the public during periodic tours. Because the Stones can vanish at will, no real safety precautions have ever been taken with them.
Six of the seven known Royal Stones are currently kept in the Hall of Kings. The Jade, which has not been seen in several generations, is considered lost to time.
King's Game
Welcome! This is my own little thing, kind of a fanfic, to be honest. Been wanting to redo this RP and play around in the K Pro universe for years, but never had the time or motivation. So here I am now. Updates will probably be slow-going, I'm working full time and the ADHD grind only sticks to writing every once in a while. But feel free to read along!
If you were a part of the original RP, please don't leave any rude comments. I kept most of the FCs the same but these characters are based on my own perceptions of them, from the very beginning. I haven't read any of their pages on the original RP and quite a few of them have been drastically changed, personality-wise. Feel free to message me with any ideas, but I have written most of the plot I'm going to follow already, so please don't be upset if I don't take suggestions.
Any necessary worldbuilding notes and explanations will be posted below.
Thank you for reading!
- Carter
If you were a part of the original RP, please don't leave any rude comments. I kept most of the FCs the same but these characters are based on my own perceptions of them, from the very beginning. I haven't read any of their pages on the original RP and quite a few of them have been drastically changed, personality-wise. Feel free to message me with any ideas, but I have written most of the plot I'm going to follow already, so please don't be upset if I don't take suggestions.
Any necessary worldbuilding notes and explanations will be posted below.
Thank you for reading!
- Carter