[center][h1][color=8882be]Lumen Kresnik[/color][/h1][/center]

Strength was bequeathed to those who sought its riches. Lumen was not foreign to such mentality, he knew that to better understand these powers that were gifted to him, he needed to move beyond the basics he already knew. With the aid of Priscilla, the daughter of the owner of the orphanage, the young man had finally attained a last name. Something that had been foreign to him for the longest time is now a part of who he is. With such a thought looming on his mind, a smile protruded across his mien, eyes gazing upon the distance of a now not so distant destination. The bus would soon arrive at his designated location, the prestigious Hikari Ryoudan Academy. He couldn't sustain his intrigue, his curiosity bubbled at the epicenter of his core. He wondered what mysteries laid in wait just begging to be discovered. What treasures he could dig up? What stories could he uncover? All of this made Lumen beam with excitement. Leaving the orphanage, finally being able to witness the world and all its glory. He sensed as Kresnik being shimmered within his own soul, this is what Kresnik meant when he said not allowing anything to stand between Lumen and what Lumen wanted. But more importantly... He wanted to get out of this bus as soon as he could muster. You see... The youth had already commenced his adventure rather poorly, as he got caught up in all the excitement, he erroneously exchanged glances with some of the people here on this bus, and they have been rather persistent in opening a lane for conversation with this snow-colored-hair youth. 

Lumen had a cold sweet tracing through his spine, the young lady next to him has been giving wayward glances ever since their departure, while the brother hasn't stop glaring at the back of Lumen's head as if there was another face staring right back at him. This is the effect of the curse... Diarmuid's Love Spot. He should've just place the hood on as to obscure the vision of his face. At least with such he could avoid, even if ever so slightly, the annoying trait that came with becoming possessed by his friend's ghost. He slowly turned his face to meet that of the girl next to him, curious if she was still gawking on him. She shy'd away almost immediately after locking eyes with Lumen. Face flushed in the seems of a potent rose hue. The brother immediately intercepted with a: [color=f7976a]"What's up, pal? You got something you'd like to say to her?"[/color] To which Lumen responded with an awkward smile, turned immediately and tried his best to ignore the situation. He could sense those eyes, they were burning a whole at the back of his head. [color=8882be]"Why do I have to be so unlucky?" [/color]

Immediately after those words were uttered, the bus came to a full stop. Noticing the place he landed, he immediately move to pick up his luggage, which wasn't much to begin with, thanked the bus driver and landed at the front of what would be the start to his new future. A towering spectacle of beautiful marble and stone carving stood before his very eyes. There were no creeks, or damages on the walls. The paint wasn't falling from the sides, and the sun lit the windows which glistened at the mercy of the rays. A fanciful sight, Lumen couldn't place a finger on what he felt. This was different, this was new. He felt almost like shedding a tear, remembering all those tough times and dark nights. But he sustained such sentimentality, it was time to get answers for now.  So then... he needed to get himself settled... where does one go to get information around this place? 

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[color=8882be]"So make a right turn...?"[/color] Lumen said, finally arriving where the supposed assembly was gonna take place. He silently thanked that stranger who was kind enough to make a small map for him on a piece of paper. He just wished it had to do less with his curse and more with their genuine sense of kindness. Placing the paper on his pocket Lumen moved towards an empty row to listen to what had transpired while he was gone. A woman of crimson hair with equally hued eyes began to brief the student body, even if cryptically, about what had occurred during what Lumen could only assume was their absence. Did he hear that correctly? A death? [color=8882be]"I guess I really am riddled with bad luck..."[/color] He didn't quite understand everything that was going on. The air was heavy, heads were down and whispers began to prowl on the mouth of the people. He didn't know what to make sense of, he just arrived and suddenly he was greeted with not only bad news, but the worse kind of news possible. He rubbed the back his head, and began to silently mourn this stranger. 

Soon a voice peered above the hurdles of whispers within this space. A boy of short, brow hair. Determined to let his point of view across. He certainly was passionate in what he spoke, this followed by other who also voiced their opinions. He was new, he didn't know what to say, to be honest. Only that he'd best follow the rules as well as possible, if not better. He didn't know a soul in this place, however. And he was gonna be monitored by the staff too. He needed to partner up and on top of that, if he didn't do this, he would evidently be sent home. What a way to start the school year... thought Lumen as suspicion seemed to run high. He also just arrived, literally. Lumen placed a hand on his chin, and began to think. [color=8882be][i]"Does that mean... Wait I just arrived! Wait! That looks suspicious as hell! I have no friends here to back me up if I was investigated! I better be in best behavior... I don't want to return home so soon."[/i][/color]