Three Bizarre Main Actors Enter The Stage

A pitch-black, corrosive statue with a shape resembling a craving panther head, especially with the black tooth jaw widely open, rested calmly on the freezing violet cave on the end edge of the left side. Flickering yellow lantern light gleamed through both of its eyes, spawning a horizontal and encircling violet portal beneath its opened jaw.

The active portal quickly spawned an elastic, violet slime fleeing out from the insides and landed on the coarse, dark-purple ground. The slime stretched its light-elastic body until it formed a humanoid figure made of slippery slime, standing and extending both of its hands in a welcoming demeanor.

The slimy surface evaporated in a split second and revealed the human form of Frenzy Cloverland into the freezing cave as a gust of wind blew to welcome him. The Phantom smoothly walked forward after the enveloping slime turned into boiling purple dust, pouring on the above view.

Nevertheless, Frenzy Cloverland took another step forward before painting bewildered lips on his face for the glaring object being captured. Staggering feet vibrated through The Phantom the closer he stepped and caught a clearer glimpse of the intriguing object his eyes had been locked like a hawk.

The intriguing objects were three cylinder pods with each of them having a frame outline tainted by decomposing-scarlet meat. A frame that also revealed gleaming bubbly-yellow, lizard-shape eyes being patched on the side parts and tilted its gulping motions from left to right, resembling a slimy object constantly being steered.

Three cylinder pods each of them safely containing a pitch-black, solidified slime taking a shape of a humanoid, stuck in the depth of the violet water inside. The humanoids nodded down their heads peacefully as all of them drown in the comforting resting atmosphere.

Joyful smiles carved on each of the humanoids' lips and lured Frenzy Cloverland to initiate a rapid survey of all of the humanoids. Hence, The Phantom hoisted his hand to receive a glimpse of the dominant purplish view above and released a brief burst of distorting laughter toward the cave.

"Time to make the grand start for the second part of my show." Frenzy Cloverland proudly mumbled, initiated drumming snape from his raising hand, and retrieved it down. Delirium juiced up through his head as the glistening violet lights shone upon him.

Violet lights arose through the three-cylinder pods, enveloping both the subliming water and the three humanoids. Crystalizing lavender sparks awakened within each of the humanoids' opened eyes as their bodies were swarmed by the electrifying-violet cloths, dropping their craving jaws for absorbing the early mood of waking up from deep slumber.

Frenzy Cloverland smoothly spun around with one of his legs being heaved until reaching the distance of his forehead in a brief second. The upcoming show of terrorizing Neo Tokyo was about to begin as The Phantom gracefully swung his palm and blurted out the high-pitched distorting laughter of joyfulness.

The main actors of the show had finally revealed themselves after all of the violet light dispersed into untraceable dust. The colorful and diverse form bloomed on the three humanoids skin similar to the metamorphosis process of a butterfly.

A constant blaring snap was swiftly declared by Frenzy Cloverland and the three glassy pod doors blinked out from the naked eyes. Freezing pink smokes vapored out from the opened containment as the humanoids flashed a piercing violet light across the cave.

"Main actors for today's chaos rise from your slumbering grave." Frenzy Cloverland chanted the contorting, yet delightful voice.

All the humanoids leaped out from their comforting containment and landed their standing feet on the ground, nodding their tiring heads. The humanoid on the right who was the newly born Shirak glared her craving stare toward Frenzy Cloverland.

"Good to see you again, Shirak." Frenzy Cloverland greeted his returning actor with a high-pitched gentle voice before he switched his attention to the two humanoid actors.

The first new actor being caught within Frenzy Cloverland's sight was a yellow-feather, swan-headed man wearing a golden-colored, human-skinned pajama. While the lower part was covered with a black, long-scally wedding dress, patching an enlarged golden coin on the middle front of the dress

"Myldro, show your glorious specialty." Frenzy Cloverland commanded, raising the three of his lined-up fingers as he proudly tilted his head back and forth toward the swan-headed man. "Your special weapon to my eyes."

"Do it now." Frenzy Cloverland remarked.

The swan-headed man sternly heaved his head and the opened palm, omitting golden sparkles. An echoing tiger roar sang from Myldro's throat as he swagged the palm, forging a golden elongated needle.

The golden needle was held like a sword as Myldro wrapped around the below part as the handler. He thrust the golden needle straight line stabbing position, temporarily soared gleaming golden electricity on the tip, awakened a soothing impressed jaw blooming on The Phantom's face.

"Excellent, Myldro!!" Frenzy Cloverland praised.

Then, Frenzy Cloverland switched his attention toward the next actor who eagerly stood in the middle of the other two humanoids. A flaring growl shouted from the naked square-headed, three feet tall and body builder shape humanoid with all of his body parts swarmed by the lime-blue glassy shards.

A flourish-pink, bear palm-size triangular crystal tightly planted on the middle of the shard man's chest, acting as his life core due to it shining glamouring violet light. The Phantom briskly declared a burst of satisfaction laughter toward the shard man who hoisted his bulking punching fist forward.

"Welcome, Shamdaroo!!" Frenzy Cloverland greeted the shard man who crossed his arms with heedful respect sparked through his head.

"In three hours later, you all will enter Neo Tokyo as the main entertainer." Frenzy Cloverland added with a heartwarming announcement gusted out from his distorting voice.

"Please release all of your best quality to your special guest, The Blazing Hero of Neo Tokyo City, Sparror!!! So he might receive an amazing impression before I set up the spectacular finale tomorrow night!!"

Cold rains rapidly splashed down from the higher level of Neo Tokyo's gray cloudy sky and poured onto most of the rooftops of buildings in the city's area. Masafumi high school was one of the buildings that endured the calmly rapid raindrop on the empty rooftop as no seats and any traces of students were available.

Most of the Masafumi students were now sheltered themselves inside the school's building, declaring various activities during their break time. Some students decided to spend their time in club meetings at lunchtime and were declared in the club room on the third floor of the school.

While some of the Masafumi students either occupied the school canteens on the afar ground level or even had their time feasting the lunch meal in the classrooms. Hatoshi and Satoru were students that also had their lunch in the classroom, especially on them taking the two seats on the back, right edge spot near the window revealing the rainy outside view.

"Do you think that Sadari is truly the ancient hero in our country?" A comment from a bald head student was captured by Hatoshi's sharp hearing, steering his doubtful sight onto the far left side.

He caught two students taking their sight in front of the bald head man and readying themselves on engaging the lunchtime conversations. A thin-male student with a long black ponytail and a little bit chubby girl with a twin tail hairstyle became the reactive audience for their friend who opened a winced jaw.

"Of course Uichiro of course." The female student admitted with a bitter tone, taking another bite of her chicken katsu slice.

"Yeah sure she was a menace to us, but it's mostly because of her power messing her head." The female student added, strengthening her argument.

"Also if we didn't forget about Sadari's history, there is a possible chance she could fight her corruption." The long hair man joined the conversation by sharing his point of view.

Uichiro reluctantly shrugged it off and mumbled, "I didn't buy that excusest."

"Hell, even that bad-guy-looking Zero is still more believable than Sadari because at least he did stop a criminal who just happened to be his kind." Uichiro muttered with him furrowing irritated eyebrows "Meanwhile, that creepy blood lady gave a freaking fear spell, kidnapping innocent people, and even attacked the current heroes of Neo Tokyo."

"That's just self-petty in nutshell," Uichiro added, flaming the annoyance through his extended, wincing lips.

The heated argument between the three students presumed as the female students blurted out another continuation of her point for the opposite argument toward Uichiro. An unnerving grit slowly painted Satoru's lips the longer he watched the argument still ongoing, convincing Hatoshi to tilt his head and gave a brief sigh from the back.

Regardless, Hatoshi released a gentle tap onto his glasses friend's shoulder and convinced him to turn around in his direction. Satoru wiped out the irritated expression by shaking his head in preparation to engage in the conversation with his fellow friend who freed a slight smile.

"Feeling frustrated with Uichiro's opinion, Satoru?" Hatoshi asked politely, watching his glassed friend exhale a burdening air away from his lung.

"Yes because the government already made like posters or even statues, but there are still people denying that Sadari is a hero too," Satoru replied, sluggishly unfolding the frustrating grit.

Hatoshi chuckled calmly, "I did feel annoyed too, but sorry to say this, Uichiro may have some good point too."

"Can you elaborate more about that?" Satoru countered with a firm tone, crossing both of his arms to demand a suitable answer from his friend.

The glassed schoolboy grabbed the white-paper glass containing half-size water and quickly poured all of the remains into his thirsty mouth. Satoru put down the already emptied paper glass on the table near his lunch box especially when Hatoshi released a sigh of relief for the startup on providing the answer.

"They had a point because when I fought Sadari, I never really saw her action of trying on helping the citizens," Hatoshi answered with an assertive tone and prolonged his statement. "Yes, I indeed saw her feeling conflicted, sadly her power was strong enough to corrupt her entirely that at the end…she must be stopped."

"That's the reason why some people felt quite disagree for respecting Sadari," Hatoshi added. "Also possibly time relevancy can be a factor too since some people only care about the present action, not the past."

At first, Satoru rubbed his chin and embraced the lingering disagreement after capturing every bit of Hatoshi's counterpoint. He even swallowed the gulp of saliva when tilting back and forth toward the classmate who still kept the resilient stare and picked up the little slice of Karage from his meal box.

The longer Satoru observed his classmate, a sudden white flash entered his sight and briefly revealed Sparror sitting in front of him before reverting into Hatoshi once again. Reluctant smirk and giggle freed from the glassed schoolboy's lung as he began to slowly nod in half acceptance/

"You had a valid explanation, Hatoshi," Satoru uttered sheepishly, lowering his voice for the continuation of the statement. "Because you are a....legit Superhero somehow."

Satoru chortled and confidently let out his bold statement, "But, I'm still going to disagree with those people who had that kind of mindset. Maybe because I already saw directly the glimpse of Sadari's past when she transferred that memoried into me"

"Even though it's close enough on Sadari attempting to brainwash me, I still believe she is a hero that met an unfortunate fate. Being corrupted her power" Satoru stated, tightly pinching his chin with curiosity arose.

"Speaking about resurrection, I had a crazy theory there was someone else summoned and corrupted her mind for…some purposes," Satoru added.

A rigid shock expression showered on Hatoshi's expression and forced him to drop a dreaded jaw. The schoolboy even clenched one of his trembling fists triggering him to take a glance at it, having the perturbed thoughts invading his entire mind.

Luckily, Hatoshi took a deep calming breath and blew it away from his open mouth, grasping the relieving mood. He swiftly locked the relieved eyes toward his glassed friend, preparing himself to initiate the continuation of their conversation.

"Your theory quite makes sense, Satoru for me," Hatoshi said placidly.

Satoru chortled and baffled in a little bit of disbelief, "Are you sure about that? I meant it's just my crazy theory regarding this kind of situation."

"Your theory can be true," Hatoshi mentioned calmly, putting down his chopstick as a vibrating sound loudly echoed on the right side of his pants pocket.

The schoolboy smoothly took out the object from the pocket that was revealed to be his red-cased phone in the active state. Hatoshi's soft finger tapped on the upper side of the gleaming-glassy screen and suddenly raised surprised eyes with the shocking discovery that occurred within the phone was a picture.

A picture that contained three humanoid figures who silently stood in the front view of the two stories tall abandoned factory became the center of Hatoshi's attention. A gasp breathed out from the schoolboy's mouth as he placed down the phone from his sight, filling up the heroic desire to enter the newest crime scene with him materialized a confident stare

"Eh…Hatoshi, are you going to go as Sparror right now?" Satoru guessed with a murmuring voice, pinned a half anxious eyebrows.

Hatoshi sheepishly smiled and said, "Yup, and just tell Yuna I got a sudden call from my other friend. I'm very sure, she would understand."

"Ah…okay, but I had a question regarding this." Satoru countered with confusion flooding his mind. "When you are going to tell Yuna about….your secret identity?"

Hatoshi sighed and nodded with despondency slowly poured through his furrowing lowbrows, "Still not sure to be honest."

"Besides, sorry for leaving earlier, Satoru," Hatoshi remarked with a pitying look clouding his face.

"It's okay….about that," Satoru replied with him rubbing his back in utter disbelief ignited, extending a blissful smirk. "Damn I still didn't believe that you are Sparror till this day. I thought it's just only my silly theory whenever you had an excuse to suddenly leave us."

"I bet that's one of the reasons you believe with my theory on Sadari's resurrection, right?" Satoru asked, tilting his anxious neck to the left."

Hatoshi giggled, "Perhaps so."

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