The principal’s speech went on, relatively unremarkably. Hongo academy’s principal was a fine person but no student wished to lend ear to a usually flavourless speech with little variation. A few points of interest were noted, including a few new additions to the faculty. And finally, it was the student council president’s turn to make a speech.

The student council president strode confidently up to the podium, long black hair shining in the sun. The students sat attentively, waiting for the person they voted almost unanimously into the seat of student council president. The president made a short pause, and then began her speech.

“To all of you seated here today, I extend a warm welcome on behalf of the Hongo Academy student council.” She began, with a confident smile.
“For all of our third year students, I wish you best of luck for your final year here, at Hongo academy. For all of our second year students, I hope you have another fulfilling year at this wonderful school. And for our first year students, I hope you’ll find the school to be as wonderful and engaging as I found it in my first year, but you can come to me if you need any help.” She added with a knowing wink. “But overall, I want to create the best experience for all of our students this year, but I can’t do it alone. As you know, I’m blessed with capable friends and co-workers whom I can rely on, but I need help from all of you. With all of your efforts, I am certain that we can make great and precious memories of our days in Hongo academy. Please help me make this year a wonderful year.” The president finished.

The students and the faculty applauded the president as she walked off the stage and joined with the rest of the student council. It was a nice day, the sun shining and the wind whispering, perfect for the beginning of school. And yet, the calm belies the underlying chaos unfolding, not privy to mortal eyes. Events would soon unfold that would shatter the peaceful façade of reality and reveal the secrets lying underneath which, for years had been content to rest, unperturbed by the world around them. But things would stir, the results of actions laced with malevolence, the world as a target of a grand scheme.

And as the curtain rises on the dark dance of the doom of mankind, the young heroes emerge from within the murky times to fight the darkness as warriors, identities hidden from sight. These heroes have kept peace for many years, but must fight for the future of mankind. They fill their roles as students in Hongo academy, to study and prepare for their later years. And as warriors, they must do what must be done, lest the world be swallowed by darkness.