The Juggernaut

The moment Eratz stepped into the arena, the cheers of the public were deafening.

The massive screens displayed his image, capturing perfectly his appearance.

He was dressed in a sleek black outfit, with crimson lines running along the seams. Fingerless gloves covered his hands. The arena spotlights reflected off his long ponytail, his red eyes glowing.

Genova's students exchanged glances. There was something oddly familiar about him, a nagging feeling in the back of their minds. It wasn't until the name "Eratz Pandora" flashed across the screen that they realized why.

"Wait, is that... him?" A girl whispered, her eyes wide with disbelief.

Another boy leaned forward, squinting at the screen, then back at the figure in the arena.

"It can't be... Eratz Pandora? The one who was expelled from the academy for cheating and aggression?"

Aya shook her head slowly, the initial excitement draining from her face.

"It's really him."