Why not? Alright, put in apps, and I'll throw him/her in. I'm not telling anyone the plot or the synopsis. You'll just have to read...
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[Prologue]
A single man stood in the dark, grimy alley, his cobalt-blue eyes gleaming blankly. He was eyeing a pair of girls walking down the street, with surprisingly little interest. He then shifted his gaze onto a group of businessmen, all of them in their extravagant Azure Guardian attire. Although they probably had some underarmor beneath, he doubted that even the armor underneath could perform well if it wasn't military-grade.
He sighed, and ruffled his jet-black hair. There was going to be a spectacle happening anytime now, and he had been tipped by an unknown caller to wait here. He had his own Skolver Coat wrapped around his body, but the night air was somewhat rare in Haven, as it usually was swallowed up by the smells, regardless of how scrumptious it was, of the Bazaar. Now, however, the air was unoccupied, and so he relished this ephermeral moment of freshness.
Then, he saw it. A hooded figure, clad in Ash Tail and Magic Hood, had walked briskly by him, and had dropped, no, planted a device in the middle of the street. It didn't seem to be like a bomb, but it was still of a spherical shape. Puzzled by this, he had attempted to walk towards it, when it triggered.
The whole area was englufed in a pale, blue light for fifty meters. Only this man was caught by it, while the rest of the world turned and stared in shock.
Some gaseous thing was pulled from him, as if it was a spirit, and then dissipated into the cerulean atmosphere. Nobody moved, nobody dared to disrupt the event.
The sphere flickered, and then de-activated. The man was thrust down into the ground, and the device that had triggered the reaction began to tick dangerously.
Fifteen seconds later, two individuals were killed. Fifteen injured, six buildings damaged. The man was not among the casualties.
Yippe. I'll app as soon as you write the prologue.