Sasuke Uchiha's words hung in the air, unexpected and heavy. The assembly's attention shifted, surprise rippling among the Naruto crew; it seemed Sasuke was willing to defend someone.
but These resentful words stung, harsher than any blow. Emotions surged within Max, fury, helplessness, and deep despair. It was overwhelming, suffocating. As accusations hurled around him, his inner turmoil festered.
Max:I... I didn't want any of this...
he muttered, the weight of guilt sinking deeper into his soul.
Asta:Noelle, please!
came the voice of Asta, who voiced a hesitant plea.
Asta:Think about the implications. It wasn't his fault
Noelle:IT WAS HIS FAULT!
Noelle Silva's voice cut through, piercing the fragile atmosphere.
Noelle:IF HE DIDN'T GET POSSESSED, IF HE WAS STRONGER, IF HE WAS ACTUALLY A COMPETENT LEADER, EVERYONE WOULD STILL BE—
she cried out, reiterating grievances that had become all too familiar in this whirlwind of despair.
Among the clamor, they heard it—the sound of quiet sobbing. All eyes turned to Max, who knelt on the ground, shoulders shaking with the weight of his grief. They all bore witness to him breaking down—a boy who had just wanted to find adventure, now grappling with the burden of lives lost at his hands, even if under manipulation.
A moment fell heavy across the courtyard, silence suffocating once again, as those who had been angry began to reconsider their hostility. With raw breaths, Max looked up, eyes filled with sadness that echoed generations of pain and struggle.
Max:I'm... I'm sorry.
he croaked out.
Max:I never wanted to hurt anyone.
beneath the ruin of grief and despair lay a flicker of determination. Max wiped his tears and stood, trembling but resolute.
Max:I didn't want this.
he said, his voice hoarse, yet firm.
Max:I didn't want to hurt anyone. I was trapped—just like all of you. I lost friends too.
The Academy watched as his words resonated, a silent acknowledgment forming within the chaotic hearts around him.
Slowly, but surely, a few students stepped forward.
Erza:We know...
Erza said quietly, her eyes softening.
Erza:You fought back against the darkness, Max. You didn't choose this.
Natsu:I believe in redemption.
Natsu added, placing a hand on Max's shoulder, offering a semblance of comfort yet again.
They stood united, their pain interwoven, each carrying their part of a shared tragedy.
The tide was slowly turning. While the pain and anger were still raw, the students of Nexus Academy were starting to remember what had brought them together in the first place: a shared desire to protect, to fight for what was right, to overcome even the most impossible odds.
Issei:Okay so how can we revive them?
asked Issei
Headmaster:I may know of a way...
the headmaster said as Everyone gave him a look as he said
Headmaster:The hyper dragon balls.
everyone:Hyper dragon balls?
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A New Generation
FanfictionIn a bustling urban area, Maxwell Carter or "Max" for short is an unassuming teenager who dreams of a life filled with adventure, but is stuck in the monotony of a normal existence. He attends an ordinary high school, living amongst the trivialities...
Mourning and search for the Hyper Dragon Balls
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