Chapter 1: Jason Argo [1]

I woke to my older sister slapping me across the face. I mean, I get that I'm a deep sleeper but that was still too excessive! Wasn't it?

"I'M UP!" I cried before she could slap me once more as I could see her hand descending upon me.

My sister looked at me with a smirk on her face as she continued through with the slap, its momentum growing.

With me still half-asleep, under the blankets, and in my pajamas, I found only one possible way to escape the slap. I dove off my bed, blanket bundled around me, in order to avoid it.

*CRASH*

Unfortunately for me, diving off of a bed while half-asleep doesn't tend to be a great idea. I found myself face planted into the hardwood floor of my room. As I looked upward at my sister I could feel blood starting to flow from one of my nostrils, likely due to the intense impact.

"What. The. Fuck"

My sister looked at me with her eyes widening.

"Are you fucking dumb?"

She asked incredulously, her eyes now holding bits of surprise, anger, and annoyance.

"Well, you were going to slap me. It was a kind of pick-your-poison kind of situation, I simply decided to not let you get the satisfaction of slapping me for a second time."

I said this feeling cocky despite the blood trickling from my right nostril, now staining my light grey shirt.

My sister after hearing this grew angry and stomped out of my room slamming the door behind her.

My sister and I were rivals of a sort. Our parents were strict and held us both to great standards after we were given an IQ test at a young age to find that my sister and I held great intellect.

This wasn't as surprising to my mother as her side of the family typically strayed towards the upper end of IQ with my mother's mother being at an IQ of 172, but it was the start of a strict childhood for my sister and I.

Because of these high standards I was barely able to make a few friends and my sister found herself dedicating more and more time to school work.

Because of this my sister and I had a sibling rivalry of sorts, her being only 11 months older than I typically led to her trying to take the lead.

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I had finally stomped the bleeding by plugging my nose with toilet paper, hardly caring if it were to bleed through.

I walked downstairs to find my sister grumpily eating. I knew that my mother typically slept in and my father was likely already heading to work so I didn't wait. I grabbed a bowl, cereal, and milk to make myself cereal for breakfast before heading to school.

This was my second to last year of highschool while my sister was in her last year, being one grade level ahead of me.

Unfortunately for me, there was only one way to get to school for my sister and I, my sister's car. She typically used this as a means to pester me more, but today she seemed reluctant to do so.

We were in our last month of school, finals were coming up, and my sister and I were exhausted. Our mother refused to let us take lighter classes despite the stress from after school activities giving us meagar time to do school work. Most days I would go to sleep after 1:00 AM because of this.

I tried to have a social life but that was essentially ruined by my mother. She always put down the kids that attended the same school as me, saying that they were dumb and would never get anywhere.

This basically removed my ability to talk with the friends I had made so far because of fear that they would figure out what my mother thought of them.

Because of this my sister and I were both quite socially awkward. Whenever I was told a joke I didn't quite get it, or think of it as very funny. Whenever there was a "read the room" sort of situation, I was unable to read it.

This ended up with me in an awkward situation as by missing the social cues I would end up standing out greatly.

As the school day went by it was revealed that a Portal ranked at C-Class was hovering over the Linfele City Hall. With this being maybe a city or two over, it was still quite scary. Luckily though, Linfele was the home of one of the famous heroes who had quite the title.

He was called The Blood God because of his first ever raid upon a D-Class Portal. The raid was where his arm was cut off, leaving him with his signature one-armed sword fighting style. When his raid was finished, he came out stained in red and green blood, without one-arm, a crown artifact, a ranking increase by two stages, and a royal robe also stained with blood.

After lunch had passed it was confirmed that The Blood God had responded and closed the Portal in record time, closing the Portal in a period of 12 minutes.

Portals had appeared far more frequently than the months following the end of the eclipse, where two worlds had been linked and caused gateways between the worlds to form.

The town of Nacine where we lived hardly had Portals appear here thanks to a lower population of heroes. The thing was, where Portals were Heroes went, but where Heroes went more Portals would appear. This was what caused the balance of the world in the current day and age.

As my sister and I were leaving school was when the world ending cataclysm occurred. A shadow suddenly blocked out the sun and the students along with me and my sister looked up. A Portal the size of the entirety of Nacine had appeared and now blocked out the sun.

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