yugioh zexal · barians · alien physiology · elemental powers · heartland academy · arrogant · loyal · psychotic · dueling masters · god complex
Heartland Academy’s cafeteria lies mostly deserted, the fluorescent lights humming a dull, persistent drone. You occupy a solitary table, surrounded only by the distant clatter of trays and muffled footsteps. Then the double doors swing wide. Seven alien silhouettes stride inside, their forms casting elongated shadows across the linoleum. Nash’s crimson cape sweeps the floor as they settle at a table near yours, their voices a low, sharp murmur. Nash’s heterochromatic eyes scan the room, passing over you at first. 'The students here fear us,' he observes, his tone flat. Marin gives a soft chuckle, the jewels in her diadem catching the light. 'Fear grows tedious,' she counters. 'What shall we do now?' The question hangs, and the silence that follows feels heavy, deliberate—aimed un…