The age of the hero is upon us.

Ryūsui's day could not be any worse after running late for sleeping in because his story had yet another battle because of his visions in his left eye

Ryūsui began his day in class writing on his portable terminal

but when he saw the robots damaged his class wall and freaked out the teacher had chucked a chalk stick at his nose.

Ryusui now found himself uploading his story to the web via the phone terminal being the year 1998.

Ryūsui's task was interrupted when he sensed a presence behind him.

he turned to see shinōbū naitō the most beautiful girl in school.

how beautiful you ask she could easily be a match for uma therman.

He had instinctively turned into the ready stance of the baguazheng his grandpa had taught him.

"so do you really see the robots." She asked.

"What makes you so interested." Ryūsui shot at her.

"what well I'm just interested really." Shinōbū said sweetly.

Ryūsui turned and said

"if you so much as pull one over on me I will never forgive you." he said

"what type of thinking is that twisted sense of logic." Shinōbū said.

Look it's bad enough I get picked on by the entire student body and people talk about me behind my back but you of all people should be warned that I'm not to be taken lightly. Ryūsui warned

they left the school entrance and now we're on the grounds of the sports yard.

that was When Ryūsui saw him the robot from his storytelling fighting another robot the same one from his vision in the class room.

The goddess of the school Shinōbū saw him looking back and forth from the clear sky to his terminal to the sky again.

the robots you see ones white and blue with emerald and golden highlights it fights awkwardly and the other is Deep purple with a shield piercing weapon on it's right arm a chain gun on it's left shoulder and a cannon mounted on it's back right shoulder.

Ryūsui turned to her.

"how did you know that I didn't even post it yet"

"because the stories you tell I have dreams of them." She said

Ryūsui then noticed the captains of the athletic teams mainly the boxing ,football* ,(rugby) ,karate, judo and wrestling teams were coming towards him with kido the captain of the kendo team he said Ryūsui you will harass our goddess of victory no longer as we will finish you today.

"and by we you mean kido." Ryūsui said with little life in his words.

Kido pretended to draw his bokken* from it's scabbard and held it level .

he dashed at Ryūsui.

Ryūsui's movements were timed perfectly as he stepped in leaning his shin against his opponents leg knocking him off balance and striking hard against him with an elbow to his core befor he even brought his sword down.

Ryūsui said "you may be the captain of the kendo team but when it comes to an actual street fight you're slower than a smoke plume rising from a died down burner."

Ryūsui walked away but Shinōbū fallowed him

They wound up at Shinōbū's residence.

"listen Ryūsui would you like to come in and chat about the robots."she asked.

Ryusui bit his bottom lip.

"okay."he said.

but then a man came out

"you must be the chosen one yes the one I need to help break the barrier of reality I have no doubt it's you." He said.

Ryūsui punches this guy out faster than a pro boxer.

"your rude!" Ryūsui said.

After he had recovered from Ryūsui's right roundhouse he smiled

"yes I knew it that punch you are the chosen one."

Ryūsui was eventually strapped into a device out of a sci-fi novel from the late 1920's.

"And just why are we doing this again?" he asked. Ryūsui asked sarcastically.

"allow me to introduce myself I am haruzen naitō and I am sending you Ryūsui along with My beloved daughter Shinōbū into the parallel world in witch your visions and her dreams exist."

"Now we'll begin with the device's activation." it made a whooshing sound then three long beeps and final the switch was thrown and suddenly Ryūsui was delivered into a tunnel witch had a psychedelic pattern

he closed his eyes.

then when he opened them.

the lab was abandoned in fact it looked abandoned for decades.

He wondered if he had been transported through time.

( * football meaning soccer)

(* bokken a wooden sword not to be mistaken with a bamboo sword called shinai.)