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Chapter 1: Worlds Apart

It was an average spring morning for most, but for a select few, it marked the beginning of an incredibly important phase of their lives. One such individual, Tanaka Kazuki, remained blissfully unaware of the profound changes that awaited him in this early April day.

His humble room, nestled in a dense corner of Tokyo, was swathed in darkness. Heavy curtains drawn tight, as if to stave off the morning, leaving the room under a makeshift nocturnal spell. His computer setup, boasting three monitors, was the only beacon in the darkness, casting spectral light onto the sea of scattered tech gadgets, comics, and sci-fi novels.

Without warning, the tranquil silence was fractured by the shrill alarm of his phone. He fumbled around in the dark, fingers brushing against familiar objects until they finally found the device. With a groan, he silenced the insistent noise, squinting against the sudden light of the screen.

Kazuki was not a morning person, yet the demands of the day couldn't be ignored. Pushing off the tangled sheets, he climbed out of bed, stretching out the sleep from his muscles. A few moments later, he found himself under the warm stream of the shower, the drowsiness slowly washing away.

Emerging refreshed, he paused in front of the mirror. His black hair, falling just to the middle of his ears, only needed a couple of brushes with his fingers to fall into a naturally stylish disarray. He took a moment to trim the faint stubble that shadowed his jaw, his vibrant green eyes reflecting back at him in the mirror, sharp and alert.

Dressed in his regular attire of neatly pressed jeans, a dark grey t-shirt, and a casual, unbuttoned black long-sleeved shirt, he gave off an air of comfortable confidence. His geek-chic aesthetic was completed with an array of tech essentials meticulously packed into his backpack: a laptop, handheld console, and an assortment of cables and gadgets.

Giving his room a final glance and a quick spritz of cologne, he slung his backpack over one shoulder and headed out, leaving the stillness of his room behind.

The silence reclaimed his room, broken only by the soft hum of the computer and the faint scent of cologne that lingered in the air. Meanwhile, on the other side of the city, where skyscrapers soared high into the morning sky, a new day was awakening in a world entirely distinct from Kazuki's.

In a penthouse suite perched atop one of Tokyo's most luxurious high-rises, Shimizu Miyuki stirred from her sleep, greeted by the earliest golden rays of sunlight filtering through her expansive window. As an orchestral piece softly chimed from her high-end smartphone, signaling the start of the day, she blinked open her eyes, the weight of her responsibilities already pressing on her.

She slowly lifted herself out of bed. For a moment she blankly stared at her reflection in the mirror, but she soon tied her hair back loosely and began her morning routine. First she dressed in casual work-out clothes, and left her bedroom. The living space of her flat was large- perhaps too large for one person. She filled a bottle of water in the kitchen, and moved to the living room where she performed a few light stretches before a leisurely jog on her treadmill.

Her workout lasted about twenty minutes. Once completed she took a short rest before heading back upstairs. After about half an hour in a hot shower, she started an in-depth skin care routine which eventually led into doing her hair and makeup.

She let her long sunset orange hair cascade past her shoulders in waves that seemed to dance with every moment. She spend several minutes trying to tame a few loose strands that framed her face but, try as she did, the loose strands refused to be tamed.

"Really, again?" She said with a pout, as she pinched and twirled the loose strands. "I suppose that'll have to do... it is kind of cute I guess."

With a final unsuccessful attempt to pull back the loose hair, she began to get dressed. This was... a bit of an ordeal. She started with a casual look, but quickly discarded it.