Hana Sakuyuki

When Hana arrived, Enigma was more surprised a the fact that in such little time, she had become so powerful. He couldn't believe it, after blinking his eyes he was overtaken in such a short period. This proved that Hana was very strong, probably one of the more powerful high-rankers that he met now that she surpassed him.

"Would you look at that, you're even stronger than me now. How does it feel to be the number one ranker?"

Tommy said this as he gave a few claps and looked at the astral portal.

"I guess you can say that I'm comfortable. Every time I go through these portals, I think that everything from before was a bad dream and the actual reality of our lives was misplaced somewhere else. Finding it was our responsibility, but at least we had a chance, right? But at the same time, I know better. "

Closing his phone, Enigma shrugs.

"I'm supposed to be throwing a party soon in New York, a recruiting event. I'm sure you did something like that too, throwing a concert of your greatest hits and livestreaming it. "

He didn't know what the challenge would be this time, but he was sure he could handle it.

"Whatever it is, it won't be enough to stop us. "

"yeah, unfortunately, it's a secret. But once you find out what it is, you'll know exactly why I kept it that way. " Enigma couldn't share much now, it was definitely something he wanted to keep under wraps until the time was right. Once it happened, he knew that he would be put in a better position to help others.

"That's true, rivals can compete and help each other out. You did beat me at that race fair and square. I keep forgetting that you're getting stronger and that I shouldn't slouch." He remembered his other comrades, the ones that he lost but wished he didn't.

"They are gone right now, but I inherited their dreams. If something happened to me, I'd want someone to remember me, and achieve what I couldn't. Do you know? You always prepare for the worst, but we never prepare for something like that. I want to be strong enough where that never has to happen."

Enigma then waited to see what she was making for the time being. 

"What did you get?"

"Not necessarily, I had one combination in mind that I believe would change my life forever. But right now, I can focus on other things where I'm not too concerned about the result of them. " Enigma was with Hana again, they seemed to be hanging out for quite some time these days. "I am curious though, sometimes you see me as a rival, and other times it seems like you trust me. Is there any particular reason as to why you see me as a friend?"

Not to say that it was a bad thing, but Enigma tended to question everything, even himself. It was good to have companions, he would never admit it, but having memes around was a beautiful gift that dulled the pain of loneliness. Though he did wonder about what others would think of him. What would it mean for their guilds moving forward?


Hana Sakuyuki

"Just for today, and just for a moment. The mask, well, it's a symbol, you know. Our guild investors need to know there's a real person beneath it. It's all about relatability. I'd like to keep that element of surprise, but it's equally surprising when they see my face."

Tommy clarified that his attachment to the mask wasn't due to scars or self-doubt. In this new world, masks were psychological anchors, tools to handle the complexities. For Tommy, it was about stability and sanity. Over time, the mask had become his identity.

"As for the jazz music, this is New York City, the heart of jazz in America. I need some upbeat tunes to lighten the mood, and the champagne doesn't hurt either. Are you two enjoying the guild opening party? It's not just for new members, it's for everyone. This is prime time for information gathering. You know how it is, people tend to loosen up when they've had a bit to drink. Maybe someone will spill something important? We're always working, even when it doesn't seem like it. It might not sound glamorous, but when it becomes second nature, it's the cornerstone of why we're on the path to becoming the top guild in North America. I have grand plans, and I'm hoping I can count on both of you."

Tommy's words flowed openly, a bid to create rapport and a sense of ease. He wanted them to feel part of the team, to show their potential within the guild. This gathering was an opportunity for them to showcase their abilities and make an impact toward the guild's future.


Rory Perkins Noelle

Last Lap: Give it everything you got! - Only up to fifth place is needed, everyone else will fail the race, eliminate the competition!

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All that was In front of Enigma was road as his speed came back, with him veering off of the butterfly and sending it behind him to knock into two cars behind him to deal Psionic damage equal to his magic stat. The main point was to damage the vehicles and cause the two riders behind him to lose control as he sped up toward the last stretch, more or less up to where Hana and Dee Dee were who took the lead. Completing the race was Enigma's only objective, as long as he wasn't behind fifth place, he wouldn't attack or act desperate. However, he gave out a whistle to see his companions so further ahead, it looked like they had no setbacks whatsoever.

This Race wasn't kind to Enigma though, it looked like he was aiming for third place.

However, how did the others do?

Clear, Enigma! Third Place!

The announcement went off as Enigma slowed down and looked around.


Andy Larsen deedee Hana Sakuyuki

As Enigma and his companions overcame the previous challenge, they pressed on, advancing toward the second lap of the race. The mission parameters updated seamlessly, providing new details about the upcoming segment as they approached the next area.

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Lap 2: The Enchanted Illusion Lake - The racers found themselves at the shores of a mystical lake, a realm where personal fears and desires materialized as vivid illusions on its surface. This ethereal expanse had the power to ensnare and divert racers with tantalizing visions. To cross the lake and reach the final stage, each participant would need to confront their inner illusions head-on. Only those who could maintain unwavering focus and break free from the illusion's grasp would uncover the concealed path leading them forward.

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Upon reaching the lake road, Enigma absorbed the updated information. But as the illusions began to weave their enchantment, he found himself plunged into a haunting scene. His heart clenched as he witnessed his worst fear - the children from his orphanage, a place he himself grew up in, tormented by malevolent entities. The anguished cries for help tugged at his soul.

"Tommy, Help!"

His grip on reality wavered as he slowed down, his gaze locked onto the illusions of his past. The notion that such a terrible fate could have befallen those innocent kids was a dagger to his heart. He had done what he could for them, providing whatever support he could muster, but the images conjured by the illusionists cut deep. A renewed sense of purpose surged within him. The urgency of the race jolted him back to the present. Swallowing his emotions, Enigma refocused on the track.

"The race!" he urged himself, determination etching lines on his face. He pushed forward, his motorcycle roaring to life as he accelerated, attempting to regain his lost lead.

As the illusions continued to assail his senses, Enigma's willpower grew stronger. He navigated the treacherous illusions, relying on his unyielding resolve to break free from their grasp. A glimmer of light emerged - an opening that beckoned him forward.

"There!" he exclaimed, seizing the opportunity to break through the illusion's hold and propel himself out of the second stage lap. The realization that he had nearly succumbed to the illusion's clutches served as a sobering reminder.

With a renewed sense of purpose and an awareness of his fuel levels, Enigma pushed forward, steeling himself for the final lap. "Just one more lap," he affirmed, his determination unwavering as he focused on the road ahead.

2/2 Refueling starts next post. 


Hana Sakuyuki  Andy Larsen deedee

On this significant day, the atmosphere was abuzz with anticipation and excitement. Enigma, who was orchestrating the rebranding of the guild, had chosen a unique and engaging approach to introduce it to the community. The first floor of the tower had been transformed into an elegant setting, resembling a business-casual cocktail party.


Members of the guild's community outreach team were scattered throughout the room, attending to the guests' queries and curiosities. They were eager to showcase the new vision of the guild, and their enthusiasm was contagious. Enigma himself was adorned in his enigmatic mask, adding an air of mystery to the affair as he mingled with the attendees.


The aim of this event was to provide a sense of security and reassurance to those who called New York home. With a renowned guild like this setting its roots in the city, even in a medium-risk area, a glimmer of hope shone through the veil of uncertainty. Enigma's intention was crystal clear - to convey a message of safety and protection.


Among the sea of interactions, Enigma found himself pondering whether to reveal his face. The mask had been a defining feature, a shroud of anonymity he often wore. Yet, in this moment of charm and approachability, he briefly lifted the mask, revealing a visage rarely seen. With calculated charisma, he moved through the crowd, employing his abilities to create an aura of allure and amicability. Each interaction and exchanged word worked toward fostering a positive rapport and enhancing the potential for favorable publicity.


As he navigated the event, Enigma couldn't help but acknowledge the successful nature of his endeavor. The sentiment in the room was upbeat, the energy infectious. Guests left with a positive impression of the guild and its mission. Enigma's assessment echoed in his mind,

"So far so good."

Sure, he charmed them, but he decided that it was fair to use the tools he had. However, with his magic stat being so high and Tommy being a naturally handsome young man, they weren't all the wiser of it being an ability.

"Today, you can call me Tommy. I'm the Ceo."


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MAGI: 151

passive (m): beautiful horror when not wearing your mask, and people se your face, they become charmed or feared by you if their [WIL] is lower than your [MAGI]. Member decides which effect they want to be afflicted by. This lasts for 2 posts and the same person can't be affected by this passive in the same thread. Friendly-fire possible. Upgrades at [MAGI] Rank S.



Charmed: Individual cannot cause harm to you and you can try to persuade them to do tasks within reason.

Feared: Individual will try to flee from you, or at least not move towards you.