Coordenação das Raças (English Version)

Daily Missions

Emilly talks to Rafa about her daily missions on Earth. Emilly is responsible for punishing and rewarding people, depending on how they have behaved over a certain period of their lives. She punishes people by killing them directly and rewards those who deserve it according to her own judgment. Rafa, on the other hand, has the ability to heal those who are physically or mentally unwell—if they deserve it, of course.

Emilly: So! I'm heading out for some "missions," like almost every day. I'll be back soon.

Rafa turns to Emilly and says:

Rafa: Alright, but be careful not to let anyone see you.

Emilly: That never happens, and it never will. I always know when someone is coming.

Rafa: Alright then.

Emilly turns her back to Rafa and heads to the location of her "mission." She looks down, closes her eyes, and when she opens them again, she is already there. She finds herself in a place full of heavily armed traffickers.

Trafficker 1: What the hell is this brat doing here?

Emilly notices a key lying on the ground and picks it up.

Emilly (thinking): 1 against 21… Might be unfair for them…

Moving at hypersonic speed, almost like instant teleportation, Emilly drives the key into the neck of one of the traffickers, killing him instantly. She then says:

Emilly: Even a little girl has more sense and intelligence than you lot. Is this really all you're good at? Using these useless weapons?

Emilly proceeds to slaughter 19 of the traffickers, decapitating all of them at the same time using just the key. Only one remains, but he is in a severely critical state—his body has been literally torn in half, completely separated from his legs. Emilly approaches him and speaks:

Emilly: Fun, isn't it? I'm absolutely sure you've robbed and killed hundreds of people out there—just like your little friends. Do you think your so-called master will welcome you by his side?

Trafficker 8 (barely able to speak): W-What are you? Who are you?

Emilly smiles and says:

Emilly: Oh, I'm no one, buddy! But don't worry—we'll be seeing each other again soon.

After that, Emilly stomps on the trafficker's head with great force, crushing it completely. As she steps back and looks to the side, she sees Rafa standing next to her, resting a golden staff on her shoulder.

Rafa: Yep, they're all dead. What did they do?

Emilly: Killing innocent people, on top of slowly killing themselves. They probably thought they'd end up in heaven or hell or something. But since they were addicts, I'm pretty sure they'll just keep wandering these lands as spirits, still enslaved to their addiction.

Rafa: So! They're all dead!

Emilly (looking at Rafa): Have you done anything today?

Rafa: Nope. I found a playground and spent some time on the swings.

Emilly: Ah, I see. Anyway, let's head back, since there's not—

Emilly glances to the side and notices the sun is rising.

Emilly: Huh? It was 12:20 AM when I last checked the time!

Rafa: It was just an illusion. You didn't notice we've been standing here for hours, even though it felt like just a few minutes.

Emilly looks at the traffickers' corpses and notices they're already rotting.

Emilly: Did you do this?

Rafa: Maybe. But hey, have you ever heard of the 18-winged angel?

Emilly: No, and I don't want to, because I don't care about that stuff anymore.

Rafa looks at Emilly, sensing that something is off about her.

Rafa: Emilly, you…

Emilly: Yes, I'm fine. Let's go, the sun's rising, and we have school tomorrow.

Rafa: Alright!

Walking to School

As Rafa and Emilly walk to school, Rafa asks Emilly a question:

Rafa: Emilly, do you think we might… you know, find a boyfriend at school?

Emilly gives Rafa a disgusted look and says:

Emilly: Look at you, getting all flirty with the younger ones. Do whatever you want, but I'm not interested. I don't need anyone to keep me company.

Rafa (with certainty): Yeah… that was a silly thought, wasn't it?

Emilly: Ha, you think?

Rafa accidentally bumps into a boy.

Emilly: Oh, look! Coincidence?

Rafa: Oops—… Valentino?

Valentino (nervous): Oh, hey, Rafa!

Rafa (cheerfully): It's great to see you here! How are you?

Valentino: I'm good, I was just heading to school.

Rafa: Oh, nice! Emilly and I are on our way too.

Valentino: Cool, but… I feel a little awkward walking in a group, so I'll just go ahead on my own, okay?

Rafa: Alright! See you at school!

Valentino: Bye!

As Rafa and Emilly continue walking to school…

Emilly: Rafa, did you notice something?

Rafa (curious): What?

Emilly: You and Valentino just said goodbye… but we're all walking in the same direction.

Rafa: Ah…

Rafa looks back and sees him still walking behind them.

Emilly: Just pretend he's not here.

At School

Rafa and Emilly arrive at school, but it won't be a normal day of classes. They decide to go to the gym and practice their fighting techniques before class starts.

Rafa: So! Let's train our fighting styles. It's been a long time since we last practiced.

Emilly gets up.

Emilly: Alright, but I'm not going to go all out, okay?

Rafa: Okay!

Emilly rushes at Rafa and lands a powerful cross punch.

Rafa only takes a single step back.

Emilly (smiling): Wow, I'm really out of shape lately.

Rafa: What's that move called?

Emilly: I call it Viper.

Rafa: Why that name?

Emilly: I don't know. I just liked it.

Rafa: Got it. Keep showing me what you've got.

Emilly: Meh, I'm too tired to show everything. Maybe in a real fight, I'll reveal more.

Rafa: I see. So what are the names of your other moves?

Emilly: The first one I showed you is Viper. The second one is called Heaven and Earth Tremble. And the third and final move is Satan's Claw.

Rafa: Got it. I've seen Satan face-to-face before. He's huge—like, castle-sized.

Emilly: Cool, but… that was kinda weird.

Rafa: Yeah, really weird.

Emilly: Your fighting style is also all about movement and agility, so you can't really show it off here either.

Rafa: True! There are lots of other fighting styles, like Superhuman, Electric Blood, Fluid Step, and even Celestial and Godhuman!

Emilly: Sanguine Art is a fighting style too, isn't it?

Rafa: Yeah, oh—right, I forgot about that one.

Emilly: Celestial is another story, though. That's the fighting style of the ten strongest angels… and I don't even remember how it works anymore.

Rafa looks at Emilly with frustration.

Rafa: You know… sometimes I feel like we're about to embark on a big journey.

Emilly: Yeah… I can feel it in my veins too.