Roka, a spikey haired boy with emerald eyes, tightens his gloves, glancing at his friend. Beside him, Nico, his red hair catching the first rays of sunlight, stretches his arms, purple eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Are you ready, Nico? I heard something amazing happens if you focus hard enough," "Let's see who figures it out first, Roka!"

Nico grins as a crimson aura swirls around his fists, while Roka's hands glow with a vibrant green light. Laughter echoes as they test their newfound abilities, sending harmless bolts at distant targets. "Did you feel that surge? It's like the ground is alive beneath us!" "Yeah, but I think mine's stronger. Want to try a friendly duel?"

Roka narrows his eyes, his magic intensifying. Nico's fiery energy flares dangerously, a hint of pride in his stance. "You think you're better just because your magic looks flashy? Let's see how you handle real pressure," "Don't hold back, Roka. I've got a few tricks left."

Nico[/@ch_2] suddenly turns on Roka, unleashing a powerful blast that knocks him to the ground; the air crackles with betrayal.] Roka tries to rise, disbelief written across his face as rain begins to fall in heavy sheets. Nico stands over him, his eyes burning with an unfamiliar intensity. "Why, Nico? I thought we were friends!" "Friends hold you back. I want to see just how strong I can become—alone."

Roka summons a shield of emerald light, blocking Nico’s fiery barrage. Each movement is desperate and fierce, their friendship buried beneath raw ambition. "I won't let you win by betraying me. This ends now!" "You can't stop me, Roka. My power is limitless!"

Roka[/@ch_1] glows with an otherworldly radiance, his hair gleaming with streaks of silver. The air vibrates as he transforms, his strength and speed multiplying until he stands as an unstoppable force.] Nico falters, his own powers waning in the face of Roka's evolution. The storm begins to calm, and the ruined field glows with the light of Roka’s ascendance. "You chose rivalry over loyalty, Nico. Now face the consequences of your choice," "What…what have you become, Roka?"

Roka[/@ch_1] stands victorious, his unstoppable form slowly returning to normal as he looks at the fallen Nico.] Nico lies defeated, regret etched on his face. The silence is heavy, broken only by the distant calls of birds returning to the field. "We could have been legends together. But now, we walk separate paths," "I'm sorry, Roka. Maybe someday… I'll earn your forgiveness,"