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The Chosen One (Lilyphonic)

Have you ever been considered a loser your whole life then told that you are the "chosen one?" Watanabe Raku is your average otaku. He enjoys watching anime, reading manga, playing otome games, you name it. He lived his normal life until one day when he met an old man after school telling him he was the "chosen one" who would save the Earth. Is this old man high or something? [on haitus]

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The Attack

"For one-on-one combat, you need to learn how to use the skill 'unsa.'" Master Seiji explained to us. "'Unsa' is the ability to sense the monsters attacks. This way, you will be able to dodge any attack they send towards you. Ready to learn the skill?"

"Yes, master Seiji!"

After what happened yesterday, I couldn't look at master Seiji in the eyes. Reflecting on the situation, I was in the wrong. I shouldn't have talked bad about master Miyagi like that.

"I'm glad you reflected on that, Watanabe." Master Seiji whispered to me as he was making his rounds, checking each student.

"I'm sorry." I apologized.

Suddenly, master Seiji's watch began to beep. "Ah. A monster attack."

"What? There's another one?"

"Monsters keep on coming. Their main goal is to kill each of the students. However, we have to protect you guys." Master Seiji explained. "Alright everyone! Class is canceled for the rest of the afternoon. You all may rest now."

"Alright!" One guy cheered.

"Can I come, master Seiji?" I asked.

"It's too dangerous, Watanabe."

"Please! I need to find out if I am really a chosen one. I need to see if I fall unconscious again. The only way to do that is through the same scenario as yesterday."

Master Seiji then looked at me with a concerned expression and then sighed. "Fine, but if anything happens, I will never let you on one of the missions again until you are fully ready and trained."

"Thank you."

I needed to figure this out once and for all.

***

Master Seiji, master Yoji, and I finally arrived. There were other chosen ones around attacking the monster.

"Nice! The Masters are here!" One of the chosen ones cheered.

"Ready, Watanabe?" Master Seiji asked.

My heart began to race again. "I think so..."

I didn't think about this before, but what if I didn't black out? I would be dead!

"If that were to happen, Watanabe, I'm sure we all would try our best to save you." Master Seiji reassured me.

I then nodded my head. I stretched out my hand in front of me and focused. I need to focus on being able to manipulate time. I know I can do this.

I opened my eyes and noticed that the monster the chosen ones were attacking stared at me. "Wha-?"

The monster began walking towards me. I didn't expect this to happen.

Both Master Yoji and Seiji noticed this happening also. "Run, Watanabe!" Master Yoji yelled out.

I then began to run as fast as I could. The monster, however, began chasing after me. I knew it. This was the end. I was going to die.

I then tripped over a rock and fell.

The world around me became black. I must have passed out again. Though, how am I still thinking if I blacked out?

I slowly opened my eye and noticed I was still conscious. I was still in the same position as I tripped.

Suddenly, I heard a wretched scream. I turned around to see what happened.

This surprised me. I had stopped the monster. I was right in front of me. How was I there when I'm here?

This didn't make any sense. I then decided to call out to the masters. "Master Yoji! Master Seiji!"

Though they were watching me attack the monster, they didn't hear me. Not even master Seiji, the one who could read minds, heard me. Was I in some sort of dead alive scenario? I didn't understand.

"Geez. You are an annoying one, aren't you?" The me in front of me said to the monster. I then stretched my hand out in front. The monster then froze.

Ah. That was the power master Yoji and Seiji were talking about! Time manipulation! I was using it!

Then, I began to speed through time. The time around the monster wasn't changing. Only he was changing. The monster began decomposing in front of our eyes. His skin began to rot, and he began to look more and more like a zombie. After a certain point, I stopped.

Everyone was in shock. How did I manipulate time that easily? It was impossible. I couldn't have done that.

After the me finished, I turned and looked at myself. My eyes looked different. They were bloodshot red, while my normal eye color was black.

I knew this was my time to ask. "Who are you?"

However, I just looked at myself. The me in front grinned at me, and I blacked out again.

What on earth was happening?