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Tsukuyomi Jima

An island eternally locked in a Summer climate. It is known to be the home of "Magi"...

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Tsukuyomi Jima is a part of Shintenchi.

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Freya Schwertleite [2] "For the sake of humanity... for the sake of all my friends… for the sake of the 'Justice' I believe in… I shall sever this fate!"

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Tsukuyomi-Jima

The island of eternal Summer...



Hidden within the island, a base resided - the Voluspa Seventh Chord's. The base of a secret organization using artificial OOParts in order to create Miracles. Owned and ran by Julius, a member of Voluspa - the Seventh Chord's predecessor.

A meeting had been called for the Seven Holy Knights. All of the members arrived soon after to listen to Julius' statement. And in response, Fermata began to speak.




"The Voluspa Seventh Chord is small, especially in regards to dealing with outside threats of rogue magic users. We can't react in time with everything out there with only the eight of us. We need more members, to rebuild Voluspa to its previous glory and better.

Once we have more people, we'll start setting up more bases - elsewhere within this galaxy."


Julius nodded and smiled.

"If you know anyone who we can bring into the Voluspa Seventh Chord, bring them. I've sent anonymous letters out to potential members. We'll be careful of who to let in. So, new members will go through trials before they'll be full members. But, in the meantime...we'll set up advertisements. Advertisements so people can see who we are. All they need to know is our goal to stop rogue magic users. Anything beyond that...we keep hidden from both the public, and especially new members.

I hope all of you are aware of this.

And I hope we can expand our numbers.

You are all dismissed."




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As the morning air spread across the island, and birds flew in the sky, the sounds of waves could be heard all over and could be very relaxing. Even in those noisest parts of the city, if one focused, they could hear the sounds of the waves crashing against the beach.

Or maybe, perhaps, it was just Cyrus and his enhanced senses that could do that, even as he showed off under a waterfall in the forest. He was cleaning off his entire body there, wiping and washing the dirt off of his back, legs, feet, arms, and the rest of his body including his wings.

Yes, even his wings. Cyrus was certainly capable of using the showers and baths in the dorms, or even in the secret base or at home, instead of showering all exposed under a waterfall in the woods, but this spot was his favorite. It had also been his father's favorite spot. Not only did it have a unique and nice feel, bathing naked in this pond and waterfall, getting cleaned up that way, but the primary reason was that their wings could not be out. His father had started using this spot, and brought him here together sometimes so they could play.

Sure, he could not have his wings out, but he felt more relaxed this way. It wasnt uncomfortable to not have his wings out, but he always felt better with them out, and he liked the feeling they had after being freshly washed. Not to mention, when fully expanded, the wings were probably larger then he was, although he could modify their size to fit his needs to a degree...it was not a big enough degree to negate being crampt inside a shower or bath with them out.

Once he was done, he got out of the water and dried off using the towel he brought with him, and then started getting dressed. Shorts, shirt, goggles, ect. The goggles were important, so that a bug did not slam right into his eye when he flew at top speeds. First time he tried that, before he knew he needed goggles, he ended up crashing through mud into a skunk den after getting blinded in one eye due to such a bug. Needless to say, he never flew without goggles ever again, and he never went anywhere without goggles either.

Halfway through though, and a female voice called out to him.

"Hey kiddo, get all clean yet".

Pulling down his shirt and going red with embarrassment, Cyrus turned and saw someone he was familiar with. It was one of the Representatives from the base, from Voluspa Seven Chord. She was only sixteen though, but she did her work diligently.

"Wow, you really are still a kid".

"Shut up! Shut up and look away!"

She did, and Cyrus finished up. Adjusting the goggles back onto his eyes, he bent his knees down and...

"Oh no, don't think you are giving me any more trouble again like this..."

His arm got grabbed before he could escape into the sky.

"Listen okay, I just got word, things are about to get a whole lot busier okay? And thats why, we want everyone currently around to go back to base and get some more work and missions done got it? We especially have a large amount of letters that need to be delivered, and you are the fastest we have".

It was certainly true that with Cyrus' wings, he probably had more speed then any other member. He had even broken the speed record made by his father, the previous owner of the OOPart inside of him. It was this that essentially made him like an Angel, which included even an angelic charm that made people blush when they looked at him.

"Besides Cyrus, I know that you are a bit too high rank for this, but aside from your speed, you are also really reliable and a perfect match for what we need right now".

Hearing that sort of honest praise, Cyrus errupted into a smile as he turned to face the woman. The gentleness and kindness he displayed, it made her question if he had really once taken down an entire smuggling ring that dealt in black magic artifacts with a specialty in those that enslaved others on his own. She couldn't help but blush, even though she had thought she mentally prepared herself for that dangerous aura he had.

"Really? Thats so nice to hear, thank you! I will get right on it then!"

And so, he turned around and flew away into the sky, joining the birds he loved so much. He was Cyrus Cyrril. He appeared to be around ten, but he was actually 28 years old. All of this was just part of having an OOPart inside him. His wings, his power, even that charm. But as for becoming one of the strongest of Voluspa, though he himself knew too well to never consider oneself the strongest or undefeatable, that was all the effort he made.

Of course, flying in the sky like this towards a secret base, he made sure to create an illusion on himself and disguised himself as an actual bird, although he made it so that members of the Voluspa would be able to see him just fine. He had a talent for illusions after all, so he was more then capable of doing this much as he headed towards the secret base.

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As Cyrus finished up his little episode in the air, he eventually landed himself right through the window of his room at the base, and dispelling his illusion. It would be no good if any bystanders randomly nearby saw a human fly through a window, but a bird was okay, and would probably be missed by most anyways.

He did have experience, being that he was actually one of the older members of the organization. Given his strength and ability, probably one of the strongest too, since he has had eighteen years to train.

He moved around his room, and made sure to grab his boots. He had not put them on before since he would essentially be flying there and back, and would be bathing, but since most of the time missions prevented him from staying in flight the entire time, he would need shoes. Once he had them, realizing the time, he ran out of the room before he even finished putting them on, but he still held them tightly in his hands. He did grab a messanger's bag like bag, and ended up stuffing them in there as he ran.

That said, it was not where one would get missions that he ran to, but rather...the cafeteria, where he would get breakfast. He was kind of hungry, and even his wings seemed to droop a little from hunger. And so, running in like a hurricane, he ran into the kitchen area and began raiding it for various food that he needed. That said, he looked back around a little, and pouted a bit.

"Still really lonely here...we could really use some more people".

Saying that, he proceeded to make himself a grand feast. Scrambled eggs, buttered toast, bacon, orange juice, bananas, a chocolate bar. With the exception of that last item, a classic breakfast feast. He was so hungry, he didn't even bother to go to the roof like he normally liked to do, and quickly began to devour the food for anyone to find.

After all, he couldn't complete any missions if he lacked the energy to do so.