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There was a stutter in the winds above Yokohama.

Four wisps of light danced among the starlit skies, moving much like how fireflies would in a grove or brush. It was an interesting curiosity, but one that didn’t appear to significant. However, as if on command they moved closer and closer to the rooftops of the Japanese city, gaining faster and faster speed as they did so. They were anomalies. Strange fragments of a god’s essence. They were not of this world.

Several centuries ago, the world of Earth had experienced a phenomena with these wisps once before. Four ordinary people were lost to the pages of time and disappeared from the history books. They were nobody who had become significant, but they were far more tailored for what the celestial energy had been tasked to gather. The Hero of Defense, Chōsokabe Kubota, knew how to survive in a hostile environment with the sword and bow at hand. But instead of spiraling toward a soldier or medic, the wisps were confused. Weird energy had tainted the wish to bring new heroes. Instead it was seeking out somebody who would not know how to survive, someone who had questionable morals. 

Fortunately, the laws of the universe were empirical and absolute. This would be the case with the would-be heroes as time appeared to stand still the closer the wisps got to the souls that they were linked to. Some might have called it [b][i]fate.[/i][/b]

Nobody would hear it, but the echo of the spell to summon heroes was heard between cracks of the mirror between worlds.

When the wisps found their targets, they saw them like stone figures. Trapped in time as the mirror opened. The world’s clock was stuck, albeit for a moment, on that exact moment where the time hit midnight. Some of the would-be heroes may have been sleeping. Others… not so much. As the energy encircled the four Japanese people the lights around them grew and grew while the four in question were stuck in time.
 
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[center][sub][b]“I refuse to let this evil win. I call out to you, of heroes old, I need your aid.”[/b][/sub][/center]
When Junichiro, Ohta, Kaito, and Hiroko would awaken they would be nowhere near their homes. They would be in [b]Eferion[/b].

It would… be a strange awakening, but their bodies would be made ready for it. As their bodies were placed from wherever in Japan they were to a lone, giant tori in a large forested vale. The feeling of moving between the mirror that separated the two worlds was an odd feeling, though it would only be one they felt as they gathered their bearings and it would be more like a nagging feeling in the back of their head, like a sixth sense. All they knew when they awoke, stumbling as they would, was it was pitch black. After all, the world of Eferion was a natural one and light pollution and other such modern things had yet to light up the skies.

There would be no word of god to guide them. No Eferion sorcerers to greet them on the other side. In fact, back in the capital of which they were summoned a sense of dread had begun to fill the Princess's stomach.

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