Disciple Cultivation System:All my students are legendary.

"You like this type of games!"

Art was overcomed by a wave of surprise as he was shifted lightly and found a pretty black haired woman gazing over his shoulder and toward his phone.

This was bad in two ways because one a stranger he had never met in his life was infringing on his privacy and two because the thing displayed on his phone was something he was quite embarrassed of showing to other.

"Ah.. excuse me."

Quickly switch off his phone with a flustered expression, he shifted slightly from the woman sitted beside him on the moving train and tried his best to not looked the woman in the eye.

"I'm not judging!" He heard her mutter causing him to slightly in relief.

"I take it you like anime then?"

Patting her thigh hidden with a long black flowing dressed she tilted her head, smiling at him.

"...I do."

For a moment he was entrapped by the woman unearthly beauty as he nodded like a doll.

"Ofcourse what you were playing was a visual novel... usually the source material."

Intrigued by her knowledge in the media he consumed like junk food, Art trying his best to hide his smile nod.

It wasn't everyday he got to meet such a beauty interested in his hobbies.

"The game you way playing what's it called?"

Inching closing to him, the sharp fragrance of her perfume whiff passed his nostril causing him to inhale unconscious only to stop himself from going full degenerate.

"It's called Abyssal Chronicles!" He responded switching on his phone and existing to displaying the classic title screen with the faint sound of upbeat edm playing in the background.

"Can you enlightenment me about it?"

With a sparkle of curiosity beaming in scarlet eyes..

"Scarlet!"

Noticing the ethereal eyes color of the woman, Art amazed by them murmured causing the woman to cast him a worrying look.

"Is something wrong with my eyes?"

Art wanted to scream right then and there that yes. Never in his life had he seen any normal human being with scarlet iris, that kind of stuff was in fiction and even if by chance anyone on planet earth had them he doubt they would look as beautiful as the eyes staring back at him.

"Ahem....."

Breaking contact with the woman, he looked away and shook his head.

"... it's nothing much... just a first."

"My eyes." She responded pointing at her Iris.

"Yes." He nod choosing to say the through.

"I see."

Saddened by his weird gaze, she sighed and leaned back into the train seat, her expression relaxed but slightly thoughtful.

"I didn't mean it in a bad way."

Art tried consoling her for some reason. He didn't know why and how but something about the woman draw him to her. It was strange but somewhat nice as if....

"I understand I'm use to that look." She smiled crudely, her eye distant and memories flashing before her.

"I was born slightly different from normal, I wasn't particularly hated but those werid looks.."

"I feel you."

Interrupting her, Art switched of his phone ones more and sighed leaning forward.

"You understand." She asked her soft tone laced with anticaption at his story.

Seeing she was urging him to respond, Art ruffled his hair, not knowing why he was about to narrate his story to a complete stranger but anyway here he was.

"You properly had it worst of than me but yeah I was born different from my other siblings. Not in apperenace but motivation and ambition."

We all had different purpose and he felt his situation was the same but his parents never understood.

"My older siblings purse unattainable ambition. Wanting to be CEO and what not and here I am just not wanting to go through that shit. I just want a comfy life, with a small house or apartment, a normal job would do as long as it can provide for myself and future family."

"That's a nice dream." She encouraged holding his shoulder with a relatable expression.

Their situation was completely different but she quite understood where he was coming from, she had a friend whom shared a similar dream to his.

"Like College is already a hellhole and you'll telling me I have to go through more studying so I can make my parents burdensome expectations came through."

He by no means hated his parents as a matter of fact he was grateful to them for everything there've done fo him in this life. They gave him food, a home, clothing and made sure he was happy but no amount of gratitude would make their impossible dreams for him possible. Owning a company, a success company was a hard jounery, the kind he wasn't ready for. Sure some had done it, his brother was already a few steps away from owning his very own company and his destination right now was to congratulate him but he wasn't his brother.

He was just an adult whom has set his standards moderate from the beginning. He didn't want to be a failure but neither did he want to be the best, just in middle was enough.

"You're right expectations are a curse."

"I won't say that." Responding to her words, Art sighed.

"It's good to have expectations but don't placed them too high else.."

"You're be disappointed."

Ending his word for him, the beautiful woman patted her thighs one's more somewhat satisfied.

"Hey Art!"

Leaning toward him one's more, she called out to him leaving Art whom didn't remember giving her his name confused.

"How...."

"It was a mere coincidence I came across you but it also seems fated...so I'll reward you."

Confusing grow into bewilderedment as he turn his head and locked eyes with her, trying to decipher what she meant. Today had already been a shitty day for him and now he had to deal with the rumbling of a strange woman, it serve to say his brain was ranning on overdrive but what happened next blow his mind as the woman leaning closer, wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss.

He couldn't resist because she was far to strong and before he knew it, her lips her pressed against her's. An idiot would be experiencing clouds nine right now and he was until a sharp and painful headache erupted within his brain threatening to rip his mind apart.

He tried to scream but..

"Mm...mm..."

His lips were sealed by the woman's lips, his gaze flared around but the one's crowded train was now empty and every outside was dark. It was as if right then he had been transported to a whole new dimension with the woman.

Confusion, anger and fear he experienced it all as his head continuously arched his mind rapturing and his body struggling to break free.

Soon the pain was too much for him to handle as his body gave in and his vision black out,then was he finally free from her lips but it was too late a he body lumped onto the hard surface of the train, his vision flickering back and forth at the woman now gazing down at him.

"You..cough..."

Coughing a mouthful of blood and he tried to speak, apply as much strength as he could into his arm and fingers before pointing up at her.

"You body.... it's far too weak to handle that..huh?"

Ignoring him and looking around she sighed.

"...You!"

"Don't worry.."

Sensing his death was near, she bent down, cupping his bloody cheeks in her palms, then with a sadistic smile continued.

"... I'm eagerly awaiting you on the other side."

A chill ranned down his spine as he faced he death, he didn't want to die not because of some shallow regret but because he didn't want to experience the other side she whispered about but no matter how he tried to keep his consciousness his will was too weak so he died, the other side welcoming him in it's embrace.