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| | + | ''"To twist your narrative is child's play to me. I have done battle against beings far beyond you, capable of changing entire realities and conquering them, for eons. At some point, it means nothing."'' |
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| | + | - Inner Shadow Loyce Hal |
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| | + | With Supreme Primordial '''Aran the Apocalyptic''' forcing Inner Shadow Jun Gasket's world into a state of peril, '''Aaron Hope''' must make the call to venture into the anti-narrative-stricken world, with his new chakra powers to save his Inner Shadow, as well as his Auxiliary, '''Annelise Scarlet'''. However, with each hardship that comes his way, the Outer Shadow realizes the truth of what it really means to have his narrative changed in front of his very eyes. |
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| | ==Prologue== | | ==Prologue== |
| − | When I lived in the orphanage, I always loved playing video games.
| + | "A new Auxiliary Shadow?" I asked. |
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| − | I loved playing video games with good endings.
| + | "Yep," Jun responded, caressing a mass of holographic data in his hand, which lit up the room with a cyan glow. |
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| − | They say that people love Slice of Life or fantasy stories, not just because of cool special effects, women with huge honkers, and men with daddy physiques.
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| − | You know, I think it's ultimately because it appeals to an ideal, and oftentimes this ideal is something people never will get.
| + | Great. |
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| | + | Another Auxiliary Shadow. Not like I needed another one. |
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| − | What would be my ideal ending?
| + | I already had a Philly boy who would rather try and flirt with women than do missions, and a literal donut addict of a Hero who would get mad whenever I complimented her hair. |
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| − | Opening the door to my home, where my wife Sarah would be waiting for me, our kids approaching me with open arms, along with their adopted sister, Sakura in tow.
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| − | Will and Nora next door, greeting me. Alive and healthy, with big smiles on their faces.
| + | "Listen, Master Jun. I'm thankful for the things you've done for me, but I really, really, really don't need another Auxiliary Shadow. I work fine on my own. There isn't a single god I cannot defeat now with the weapons we've created together. So if anything, I could use another gun or something," I reasoned. |
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| − | Master Jun, Bryce, Annie, Robbie, and June, coming over to celebrate our wedding anniversary.
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| | + | "Oh. Is that so? I guess I'll assign her to Outer Shadow Rollo then-" |
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| − | And Yeling...
| + | "Wait wait wait. Did you just say ''her''? Her? Like a girl, her?" I cut Jun off, my chest beating like crazy. |
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| − | Yeling with his ideal partner after years of searching and yearning for someone to love him.
| + | "Yeah. ''And'' she's pretty tall too, just saying." |
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| − | That would be...
| + | I got off my knee and approached my Inner Shadow. |
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| − | The best ending ever.
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| | + | "Boy, you're pulling some dangerous strings here. What kind of girl are we talking about? I... I take back what I said earlier! We've got plenty of room at the Hope estate!" I stuttered like an idiot. |
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| − | "Ha... ha..." I muttered, staring into the sky.
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| − | The best ending ever... but not something I could possibly achieve.
| + | Jun smiled. |
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| | + | "Come on out, '''Infiltration Unit TX7F'''." |
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| − | After all, this was just an ideal.
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| − | And the reality is often unfair.
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| − | Maybe this was what fuelled Yeling into feeling the way he felt.
| + | Infiltration... Unit? |
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| | + | The sound of high heels clicked in the background, as a curvaceous figure emerged from the darkness. |
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| − | Because as I stared into the distance, the figure of a gargantuan, towering flaming monstrosity approached me, then at my mangled, burnt body, which was well burnt beyond repair, it was as bright as day.
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| | + | I realized my mouth was hanging open. Suspense filled the air. |
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| − | This wasn't a story about happy endings I guess.
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| | + | No way. |
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| − | I didn't even have the strength to speak anymore.
| + | Master Jun... you god... damn genius! |
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| − | This was it.
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| | + | A pair of cyan eyes flashed in the dark, as TX7F approached us. She had a black skin-tight leather suit, and an incredible figure. |
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| − | All my promises that I made to Sarah, all the lies I said.
| + | Her black hair was combed neatly across the front through a set of bangs. |
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| − | All the people I had...
| + | Sure she wasn't blonde, but... damn. |
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| − | All the people I had given a ray of hope to. My Auxiliaries. Yeling. Diana.
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| | + | "M- Master Jun... aren't you gonna introduce us?" I squeaked, my voice an octave higher than usual. |
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| − | And my own daughter, Sakura. | + | "Sure. This is Auxiliary Shadow '''Sigurd'''. This will be her codename. Notice how her codename is Norse themed? Just like the Outer Shadows. It's because she's special. I've designed her to be the perfect woma- er I mean Infiltrator. And she will be your closest Auxiliary." |
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| − | God... god dammit...
| + | I fell to my knees and knelt before Jun, slamming my forehead against the floor. |
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| − | The monster hovered over me, the most terrifying smile plastered on its unnatural-looking face.
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| | + | "ALL PRAISE MASTER JUN! HAIL!" |
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| − | "RED EYED LIAR. SHALL TELL NO MORE LIES."
| + | ''ALL PRAISE MASTER JUN GASKET!'' The Shadows whispered in unison. |
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| − | Inner Shadow Evangelion...
| + | The walk back to the Barracks were the most nerve-wracking moments of my life. |
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| − | The Black Legion's most brutal and animalistic Inner Shadow, the fourteenth Hinokami biologically engineered to destroy the thirteenth Hinokami, opened his fangs.
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| | + | And I spent six years fighting deities with nothing but stolen firearms and scraps in the street. |
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| − | For it to end like this.
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| − | Was straight-up cruel.
| + | "So... uh... Sig- TX- um... what do I call you?" I asked, nervously, turning to my new Auxiliary. |
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| − | I coughed, making eye contact with the Inner Shadow which had defected to Loyce's side.
| + | The android gave me a gorgeous, heart-dropping smile. |
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| − | Channel it one more time. Remember them. Remember your friends and how they made you feel.
| + | "You may call me anything you like. I shall accept it." |
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| | + | "Sex- er I mean Sig. Let's go with Sig. Short for Sigurd." Holy shit I was so nervous! |
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| − | And let the chakra run through your body one last time to give the command.
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| − | "Shadows..." I croaked.
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| | + | "Very well. From now on, I will be addressed by my Black Legion codename." |
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| − | ''Sir Dainsleif. What shall be... your final order.'' The Shadows surrounded me.
| + | Did she... completely brush off my Freudian slip just now? |
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| | + | Awe... awesome! |
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| − | Evangelion eyed me with morbid curiosity as if the mindless berserker found entertainment in ruining the lives of many people by killing their cornerstones.
| + | Finally! |
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| − | Ah.
| + | Someone normal in this crib! |
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| − | Who am I kidding?
| + | Chrissake! |
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| − | As if I'm any better.
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| | + | How long did it take?! |
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| − | I'm literally an agent of the Black Legion Organization.
| + | No. |
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| | + | Long enough! |
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| − | Killing is my occupation and ruining lives is my career, like every other member of this group.
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| − | Sure I hated gods.
| + | Goodbye, cockblocked life! Even if she is a robot, at least I still had my own waifu to greet me in the morning. |
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| − | But to say that I didn't ruin at least something from every god I killed would just be plain ignorance.
| + | Sarah was fine enough... as far as looks go anyway. |
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| | + | But this one... |
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| − | "My final order... is to... send my Auxiliaries... to Yeling. And entrust them... to him."
| + | Sigurd walked into the barracks, standing at the door. Her hair shone in the lights. |
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| − | ''It shall be done. It was an honor serving you, Aaron Hope.''
| + | This one is a keeper. |
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| − | "Ha... haha... y'all actually... called me something other than Sir Dainsleif for the first time" I smiled, as Evangelion's aura began burning the rest of my body away.
| + | And I only had my supergenius Inner Shadow to thank. |
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| − | Everything's turned dark.
| + | "Dainsleif." |
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| − | Sorry if I... let y'all down.
| + | "Yes, my lovely Sigurd?" |
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| − | I did my best, but as I said before, this isn't a story where everybody gets what they want. | + | "What shall I eliminate first?" |
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