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2003, in the Tokushima prefecture of Japan.
It had been 7 years since the strange appearence of "Demons" in the city of Mikage-Cho, nobody knows what happened there and how it happened..
In the city called "Hirachi", which was named for being a large, open flatland on the southern coast of the prefecture. The city was one of medium size, being large enough to get lost in, but too small to be a large city rivaling that of Osaka or Tokyo.
There were 3 major schools in the area that were seperated by the four districts of Hirachi.
First there was Karukozaka High School, a prestigous school, despite it having a history for hooligans- and a rumor of a demon summoner. Second was The Clarke Private School, a high-brow private school that was supposidly founded by a World War II general and finally, Hoippu High. An overall average high school that is partially run by a local gang called "Al-mi'raj".
Outside a small arcade near Hoippu High, there was a young man standing there, lost in thought. Suddenly he was thrown on the ground, with a schoolboy being the perpetrator. The boy was cracking his knuckles as he looked down on the man he threw on the ground.
The young man scurried backwards, until he hit a car, he had no chance to run. The schoolboy spoke up, in a pissed-off tone.
"You really thought you were gonna be good wearing that stupid damn Karukozaka High outfit, in Al-mi'raj territory? Sorry son, that ain' happening today."
The schoolboy slipped out a butterfly knife from his pocket, most likely with the intention to harm the young man..
Suddenly, the world stood still, everything went gray. A bright butterfly cut through the static of the frozen world, fluttering as a faint voice ringed through the young man's ears:
"... Give me your name..."
"What... What's happening..?" The young man whispered in a confused tone, his mind was racing at what was happening.
"Give me your name... If you wish to continue living!" The voice yelled at him, it seeming urgent and adement about learning his name, and so he consented, letting it in..
"Hayato Yoshida..."
For a second, the world became completely silent again. Only his lightning fast heartbeat could be heard. What was the voice what did it wan-
"I am thou, thou art I.. Let me, 'Ouamuamua guide you...!" As its final words rung loudly through his ears the fluttering butterfly brighted drastically, until it popped, and out came a large being, its hand extended towards Hayato..
It was a rocky thing, it was riddled with cracks that let light pour out. It lacked legs, instead floating with similar beams of light breaking out from it..
Hayato's mind couldnt process what was happening, but he reached for the beings hand, and as quickly as it appeared, it disappeared.
Time began to return to its regular pace and color returned to the world.
A strange forced appeared around Hayato, rocks around the pavement began shaking, the alarm of the car he was leaning on activated and his school jacket began rising a bit. Was it the Persona..?
The schoolboy noticed the aura eminating from Hayato, and soon after his Persona, 'Oumuamua appeared behind him.
"H-Holy shit! I thought only the boss had that thing!" The schoolboy yelled, in shock at Hayato's Persona- so much he even dropped his knife.
Just as the tide was turning, another person came outside, it was the arcade owner. As the man came out, everything stopped. 'Oumuamua disappeared, the rocks stop vibrating, everything was normal again.
"What the hell was that ruckus? Both of you get out of here before I call the cops on you!" The man yelled at both Hayato and the schoolboy.
"Ye-Yes, sir! I'll go now!" The schoolboy said as he ran, seemingly fearful of the Persona..
"That means BOTH of you, kid." The man repeated. Hayato nodded, before getting up, dusting off his pants, and waking away from the arcade, going home.
What was all that Persona stuff about? Who was 'Oumuamua? What was it? It was all too much for him to comprehend now, all he had to do was just go home and go to bed..