He's not the only spirit in the world, he's neither rare nor common, he was normal. Well, not normal but okay. Then, one day. Just one day. One another day there was finally the game event. Shuro and Xin joined of course, but it was the same but different... The game was just like at those times, in the long past, when the 16-year-old Shuro fought...

Then he realised that that arena was the one where he fought... Then all the spirits became humans for a chosen time, Shuro's was 7 hours, perfect, he could die instantly because he was human, nothing changed from him as a human in the past to now. Then he was like always the first. He entered the area and he saw his sword on a chair, he picked it up with a smirk, on the chair was another sword, but he had seen that sword somewhere... Well, he didn't care, then the other opponent came, it was someone who Shuro had seen somewhere, but well, he cared about the battle for now.

The girl picked up the sword. After that, Shuro just kicked the chair with his leg to remove it for more space, then he struck a fighting pose, preparing to attack, the girl did that too. They attacked at the same time and for Shuro's strength, the girl's sword broke. He just looked at the sword breaking in half. Wow, why didn't Shuro's one break too? He had his special method of hitting in a mode to break just one sword, and not his own. The rule was the same, to hook the hand with the sword.

Shuro saw the girl's face, it was deeply dark. Shuro was neutral but still a gentleman, well... He gave his sword to the opponent and picked up the half of the broken one.

Shuro: I've seen this sword before to be honest...

Opponent: Because you are Èloi Lucien. The famous, glorious, merciless prince, the traitor of everyone and everything. And I'm Anne Dexalouriann. You should remember me really well.

Shuro: What spirit forgets his killer?

She was exactly the person who killed Shuro. He didn't care a lot but he took revenge.

Shuro: Oh, you should pay attention, another way to dissipate as a spirit is to die in its human form sweetie, you are dead.

Why dead? Because he was so strong that he already hooked the hand with the half of the sword.

Shuro: Thanks.

When he said that, he just took his sword back.

Anne: I hope you'll dissipate soon.

Shuro: Worry more about your life, not about mine. Well, it's too late for you.

At that moment Anne just dissipated, the game had the power to make anybody dissipate.

Shuro: How could I forget anything? I remember all.