4 March xx18
Somewhere in a city in England, 4:05 p.m. . .
*thump thump thump*
The sound of footsteps can be heard ringing through a two-meter-wide alleyway. It was the sound of footsteps coming from a girl that is running in the alleyway.
*THUMP THUMP THUMP*
Followed by bigger stomps of feet, three 20-year-old men around 170cm tall are running after the girl as if the girl owes them something. The girl's facial expression only shows fear as she kept running. She spends as much energy as she can on her tiny steps. The girl was only 155cm tall.
"(If I got captured. . . ITS OVER!!!)"
That sentence kept repeating over and over again inside her own head as she runs as fast as possible.
The girl suddenly trips between her own steps and fell to the ground. Her hands got grazed by collision with the ground. She held on to the pain and gets up immediately, however, that slight moment let the three men that were chasing after her, close their distances. As soon as the girl gets up, she continued running at full speed trying to loosen the distance between them.
"Jack, it's time. Close the alleyway."
One of the three men has a mo-hawk cut hair named Mark. He told another man with long hair named Jack. Jack stops his running and turns around 180 degrees. He crouches and touches the ground with his bare hand. Jack generates ice from his hand and creates an ice wall behind to completely block vision from other people who pass by the alleyway from the main street.
That was Faith power. A supernatural phenomenon that only happens to those who overcome their reality with solid resolves and ideals that allow the user to obtain supernatural powers, the power of belief. Every single person who has awakened their Faith power has different Faith power with one another. Even if two people have the same Faith power such as being able to produce flames, they will have different volumes and intensity with one another. Jack's Faith is Frost Touch, an elemental type Faith that allows him to generate ice and shapes them as whatever he sees fit.
"Wohooo! This wall is really smooth. My control got better and better. Oh well, I better catch up with them. They must have caught her already and start playing with her."
At the end of the alleyway, the girl was caught and cornered towards the wall by the two guys that have been chasing her.
"Woaaah, I really like her black short hair. It smells really nice, don't you think, John?"
Asks Mark as he also throws a question at a man with spiky blond hair named John.
"I agree, Mark. Not to mention her cute shirt and short skirt. This girl is really sexy!"
"NO!!! LET ME GO!!!"
Mark grabs her mouth and blocks any screams and shouts she was about to make.
"Aw aw, little girl. Don't be so resistant! It only makes me want to mess you up even more!"
"By the way, little girl, how old are you? Oh, wait! Let me guess. . . Are you perhaps, fifteen?"
". . ."
"HAHAHAHA! Your silence only serves as a "yes" rather than a disagreement."
"Mark, hurry up! I want to see her naked body already!"
"Oh sure, sure!"
Mark lets go of her mouth. He grabs both of her arms, lifts them upwards, and held them against the wall. He immediately pulls away his other hand to cover the girl's mouth again in a quick fashion that the girl fails to scream.
"John, tear her clothes apart!"
Suddenly, John was kicked to the right towards a wall. The impact produces a burst of air that pushes Mark away from the girl, letting his hold break and frees the girl. The girl fell down, sitting on the ground.
"What? What was that? J-John?!"
Mark notices John has been planted quite deep into the wall on the right side of the alleyway by the kick.
"TCH! Who did this? Authorities?"
Mark turns his head around as he asks himself. He then saw a boy that has black spiky hair with an antenna hair that stands tall and falls behind sharply. The boy was 168cm tall and weighs 60kg. He wears a black sleeveless T-shirt, a pair of black long jeans and a pair of black shoes. The boy has a silver earring with a cylinder ornament hanging on his left ear. The boy's eyes were purple. His eyes glared at him sharply and intensely. He also notices that their earlier friend, Jack is unconscious far behind where the boy stands.
"Who the fuck are you brat?"
"My name is Light Lunehart. I am a Judge. The Judge of Lust. One of the Seven Layers of Judgment. I've come to bring Judgment upon your actions!"
"Huh? Judge? Lust? Judgment? The fuck you're on about, brat?"
"You are free! I'll make sure these guys won't follow you! Now go!"
Ignoring the man's response, he commands the girl as he gives off a confident smile towards her. Seeing the boy's smile, the girl suddenly felt a string of hope inside her heart. She quickly gets up and starts running away.
"Oh no, you don't!"
Mark was about to grab and capture the girl again, but he also saw the boy charges towards him as the boy's fingers up to a little bit of his upper arm changed color to black, complete pitch black. The boy punches Mark right in his face. Again, there is a burst of air on impact. The boy sent Mark flying towards the wall that is only 30cm away behind him which results in a strong collision that caused immediate pain.
The girl whispers as she runs past the boy and leaves the scene.
"Tch! Shitty brat. A Believer, huh? Bad news for you!"
Mark's right hand was engulfed in flames.
"I'm also a Believer!"
A Believer is a term to describe those who have awakened Faith power.
"BURN TO DEATH, SHITTY BRAT!!!"
Mark points his flaming hand and launches a flamethrower attack towards the boy.
(Heheh!! My Faith power is Heat Palm, a Fire elemental type Faith that allows me to produce flame enough to fully fill a 3x3m size room. Goodbye, shitty brat!)"
Light raised his right hand and points his palm at the flames, Light's hand has gone black again. The flames, upon reaching Light, got pulled and whirled into his arm instead of burning his whole body. The flames are now rotating and revolving around Light's blackened right arm.
"You said you are an elemental type and this is all you can do?"
Light charges towards Mark again with whirling flames on his blackened arm. He grabs Mark's face and slams him down towards the ground. Upon impact, the flame burst and disperses away. The back of his head faces the ground first.
Normally, Faith power, in general, cannot harm its own user unless the user itself desires it, so the damage done to him was mostly from Light's slam, not so much from the revolving flame. Mark immediately lost consciousness upon impact.
"Elemental type Faith is supposedly the strongest type of Faith power in general. This guy's flame is such a joke. What a disappointment!"
"(Right, I should pick up the other guy behind who created the ice wall.)"
. . .
Light turned around and to his surprise, the unconscious man on the ground has disappeared.
"(Hm, I did knock him out which causes his ice wall to crumble since most Faith powers stopped working when the user is unconscious. *sigh* should've hit him harder to make him pass out longer. The girl from before, he must've run away with her.)"
Light takes a position to do a forward jump while winds are forming and whirling on both of his feet. He created a small whirlwind on the bottom of his feet and disperses it while it's still spinning at high speed, creating a burst of air and launched him forward. He reached the entrance of the alleyway in an instant. Upon landing, he immediately launched himself again, however upwards, this time. In the main street, there are many people who pass by everywhere. Most of them saw Light's actions yet they seem unfazed.
This is a society where Faith power has become as natural as driving a car, or a flying airplane passes by above the sky. However, there's a piece of general knowledge or a question to be exact. If Faith Power has been there since the very beginning, and society has been moving forward along with Faith power, then technology and humanity's daily life would have been a lot more sophisticated and 'futuristic' than it is now. Yet the reality is different. Everyone in the entire world has agreed that there are only two possibilities. Either Faith power is something that happened only recently or something happened in the past that held back civilization to the way it is today. To this day, there has been zero evidence that supports the earlier assumption and thus, the latter has become a worldwide common knowledge.
After the jump, Light has reached the height that gives him an overlook of the whole city high up in the sky. The scenery from his height was astonishing as the orange sky and orange sunlight lights the city resulting in an extremely astounding view, however, Light did not fly this high to enjoy the view of the city. Light closes his eyes, and then re-open them. His eyes now are lightened up in dim pink light. He looks around below towards the city and searches for the man he's chasing. From his eyes, a ray of pink aura trail can be seen appearing down on the city from above, directly pinpoints the location of the man's traces of lust.