Deep in the strings of fate an anomaly occurred. Strings of fate tried to wrap around and restrict the anomaly yet It broke free . Materializing onto the real world .
Ah.....
Lumian woke up with a throbbing headache .
" Just where Am I "
He was in a dim lit room. It felt like it was not cleaned regularly .
He assessed his surroundings . He assesed his memories memories which were in great turmoil .
Huh....so is it real or a realistic dream . Am I really in Shadow Slave . If I'm not hallucinating then it must be true .
Well Why the heck Am I so calm ?
Yeah I know the reason. That's what reading cringe fanfics does to you . That really made me prepared for thus huh..
I really should have not fantasized about being reincarnated into freeking shadow slave .
Who even does that ?
He began scanning through his memories .
So , this body's names is Lumian huh...
Really thought it was Lotm for a second .
In fact I would rather 100 % be reincarnated into Lotm .
I can already guess a 100 scenarios of how cringe this story will become with me . His dwellings lasted for some time .
So I'm basically around the time of Sunny's first nightmare and before the forgotten shore arc huh... What would I even expect ? Now I have to deal with the whole forgotten shore for a year . I expected enjoying the full of my holidays . But had to be reincarnated in Shadow Slave and deal with whole of forgotten shore .
What else would transpire after ? Would I turn out to be the heir of some forgotten God, divine being , a being above the gods . It's all very predictable . Reading a 100 fanfics does this to you .
As more memories entered his fragmented mind . His memoir fell silent . Lumian , both his parents are dead , consumed by a nightmare gate , his now conflicting gaze turned to the side . A futuristic yet deadly gun lay in silence . As his gaze fell on the ground .
Droplets of bright red blood filled his vision .His hand reached his temple , despite the pain now drowning it still hurt like a sting.
His fingers brushed off a cold metallic object embedded on his temple . Gathering the courage , his fingers plucked at it .
Once again with an agonizing sting the embedded object was pulled . Observing it , he found it was a deformed piece of metal
He hurried assessed his surroundings and found a somewhat broken mirror and gazed at the reflection of his temple .
" Thankfully " he thought , there were not remnants of metal piercing into deeper parts of his body .
He now assessed his complete memories .
Lumian was born in a well off if not somewhat rich family. Leading a comfortable life .
A week had passed since his parents were victims of a gate incident . Over this week Lumian had annual breakdown . And today finally at dawn he fired a bullet at his temple with a old and clumsy revolver . He didn't have a proper bullet and had loaded a cylindrical peace of sharp metal . With such low force , the bullet did not pierce and pass through his temple and hot stuck in his temple yet It was enough for him to die .
Lumian shuddered at the imagination of that scene . Those agonizing memories were clear in his brain , he felt as I'd he had just lived through it .
The day passed in a saddening tone . Through the day he went outside his room and assessed the place he was in . Other than his teared down room , the house was in a neat and clean condition . ' It has a auto cleaning function huh' he thought . Stepping outside changed his perspective though.
The sky was grey and the air was stale . If not for the constant air purifiers . The air would have been hazardous .
Only then did he focus on the fact that shadow slave was set in a futuristic world that was doomed with wars through a period called the dark ages .
Not that alieanetic huh... There are no flying cars . The people are not wearing skinny rubber suits either . Well this is for the best .
The neighborhood had identical houses in a neat row . I actually like this . Does not make uncomfortable . Though he knew that something was going to effect him in a not so distant future .
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No AI in any part of the fanfic , purely handwritten
This fanfic as the title suggests will be slow
paced . Though I will try not to make it boring .We will not suddenly rush stuff .
I will act on my full potential to not making it cringe . Expect like a spectator experiencing shadow slave from the sidelines . I will not add wierd shit like Cassie romance .
He will not ruin the story .
It will not be too corny , too edgy , too cringe .
Also I will not forcefully cringely insert him into things .