What..? Where am I?
As I opened my eyes, a blinding light seemed to envelop my body. It felt warm and welcoming, but the burning on my left hand was enough to get me to forget about the pleasant feeling coursing through me. Looking down at the source of the pain, I see a strange symbol burning a bright green color. As the pain started to subside, the light emanating from the brand started to disappear in turn, revealing an opened circle with a line bisecting the space between. It was then I realized that the world around me has taken shape, and I found myself laying in a large canopy bed in a spacious room.
Well….it would be spacious if the floor wasn't littered with figurines, game boxes, and other pieces of memorabilia relating to video gaming. Across the walls were rows of shelves with even more merchandise collecting dust, with spaces in between shelves being occupied with posters depicting beautiful looking men in romantic poses.
"Where the hell…? Ahhhg, my head… It feels like I just got put through a sand blaster before going through a hydraulic press…"
Wincing in pain I pull myself off the bed. Hanging on the door was a full body mirror, and the person staring back at me was one that I didn't recognize. Striking blonde hair with bolts of green running through it laid messily on top of his head, with it being long enough to cover most of the sides, leaving only the bottoms of his ears exposed. Looking at his eyes, they were a deep emerald color with a golden "X" crossing over the pupils. On either side of his face he wore a pair of matching earrings shaped like glittering stars. His face was plain, but was given interest by the red scar running from his chin to the corner of his mouth. I slapped myself on the forehead for being stupid enough to think this was something else.
"I guess when you get born you don't know what ya look like. Curious about this scar though, and why I look like a man... And why am I talking to myself? It's like I'm some kind of main character monologuing for the readers to get better context to the story or something."
As I look over myself more, I am almost shocked to be completely clothed for just coming into this world. The dark green of my long sleeved shirt was a stark contrast to the lightness of my hair, and the black "X" meeting in the center mirrored my eyes. The slacks I wore sported an opposite color pattern, being solid black with a green stripe running down the side of either leg.
No shoes, eh? Guess the writing budget ran out before he got that far.
I step out into the hallway after admiring myself for a while to enter a very regal looking area. It was a large open space with a high ceiling and numerous doors running down one side of the hall. Picking up the smell of some sort of sweet, my stomach starts rumbling, and I being to follow my nose to find the source. Hopefully there will be plenty for me where ever this is coming from.
I wander for what feels like a solid 10 minutes before stopping in front of a door more ornately designed than the others. The smell seemed to emanate from behind the thick wood, and through the cracks along the sides I could hear the faint voices of other people. Of course without thinking I slowly open the door, trying to remain as quiet as possible to avoid alerting them to my presence. At first I am unable to see as the room is pitch black, but as my eyes adjust I see it is another bedroom, but with a room shooting off to the side where a faint light was coming through. Both the smell and the voices were coming through that doorway, and from the entrance to the bedroom I could faintly make out the words that were being said.
"It has been almost three days, sis. THREE DAYS! Don't you know ignoring me that long could be hazardous to my health?! I already feel faint and like my heart is growing weaker, but you insist on staying locked away in here playing your games without even coming out for food… Is your game really that much more important than your darling sister?"
"Now look here Chika, my guild has been stuck in this raid the entire time. I couldn't possibly think of abandoning them while they continue to fight and possibly lose because of something as silly as needing to spend time with my Oracle. I don't mean for it to come off as rude, but were you in my situation you would be feeling the same way!"
"You're hopeless to talk to when you get like this Vert. You shut out everything and hole up inside your own world. And since you forgo meals, I painstakingly bring plates of food from restaurants close to the Bascilicom and half the time they barely get touched! I end up throwing away half of it… I'll approve of this only if you agree to spend time with me immediately after you finish!"
"Fine, fine. Now could you please turn the heater off? It's getting far too warm in here and I'm starting to doze off. If I fall asleep now, the guild will wipe and force us to start all over again. Oh and please leave the coffee here, I need the caffeine to stay awake too."
Without realizing it I stood openly in the entranceway to the room, making no effort to hide myself yet being completely ignored at the same time. Hearing the fact that so much food is being wasted on someone who just plays video games all day sends a spike of fury through my body, and I clench my hands into fists subconsciously. Trying to sneak back out of the room I end up clipping the end of a cabinet or dresser, causing me not only to trip, crashing into everything creating a large ruckus, but also audibly wincing in pain. While spinning on one leg trying to regain my balance I fall into what felt like a switch that dug into my back, causing more pain and worse, turning the lights on in the room.
I'm so totally screwed. They are gonna find me, throw me out, do unspeakable things to me. Anything! All because I couldn't keep my curiosity or my stomach in check. I just was born and already the writer is gonna kill me off?!
I curl up into a ball to protect my face and try to hide from the impending doom that I hear walking towards the doorway. I hear almost a warbling noise in the air as I hear weapons being drawn, and the light sound of metal being handled. Peeking out between my arms I see two spear heads peek through the open space. Following them are two women who are so beautiful my face starts to burn as it turns crimson. By their voices I could take my guesses on who was who, and the one I assumed was "Chika" stepped in front of her sister and aimed her spear at my chest. Even with death just a few feet from me, the only thought to cross my stupid mind was: If they are sisters, why do they look nothing alike?
"Alright spill it! Who are you and why are you in the Basilicom without us having prior knowledge? How did you get here and how did you find the room of my darling sister Vert?"
Every question was accented with a minor twitch of the blade aimed at me. Anger and accusation blazed in her crimson eyes. Each second that passed made me cower more and more, whimpering like some abandoned dog on the side of the road. The fear stole my voice, and without my knowing tears started spilling down my cheeks. Born into this world only an hour ago and now my impending demise is right before my eyes, and all I can offer up is caught breath and the sobs of a scared girl as penance to the angry "Oracle" before me. I close my eyes and shield my face to prepare for the sharp pain of cold steel piercing my body….
"Chika, stop scaring the poor thing. Can't you tell he doesn't mean any harm? He must have gotten lost and came here for shelter. Welcome to Leanbox's Bascilicom young one, can I, Lady Green Heart CPU of this great nation, help you with anything?"
That bitch! I know I may look a bit masculine but don't you assume I'm a guy you blonde bimbo!
Trying to contain my anger I let my arms down and put on the most charming smile I can muster given the situation. With tears still clouding my vision I can see Chika, dressed in a similar color scheme to me with almost a seafoam color to her hair, crossing her arms and pouting as her spear disappears from existence. Vert however, looking more buxom and elegant with a brighter green dress and sporting the same shade of blonde hair as me, wears a beautiful smile that makes my heart flutter a bit. Her own spear no longer in sight either. I almost forget my spite from being called a guy by looking at this goddess in front of me and turn almost tsundere.
May the True Goddess please forgive me for falling into being that over used character trope!
"For starters, you can stop saying 'he' when referring to me. I may look a bit on the male side because my chest isn't as big as yours, but I am a girl. The name is Cros, and I'm sorry to be a bother, but think you could give me some food? I woke up in a bedroom here and now I'm starving!"
Little did I know that the look of awe and ecstasy that spread over this woman who calls herself Vert's face would start a journey that would change my life forever.
Hello everyone!
This is my first ever fanfic, and I really don't know how it is. Being a business and culinary major, writing isn't exactly my forte, but I am trying to improve. And the way I decided to go with that is to try out making up stories based on my favorite game series! I would like to point out I do not mean to offend anyone with my "tsundere is overused" joke, I love them and Noire is my favorite. Not entirely sure where and how far I will take this, as I decided out of the blue to make it after reading some. At least as it stands now, my writing style is a bit more detail focused than dialogue heavy, but as more characters begin to come in that will most likely change, or just make it longer.
Please review or comment on what you think, how you think it is, and what your opinion is on if I should continue. Not entirely sure how everything works yet so hopefully I did alright! And yes, Cros's name is based on Microsoft, and originally she was going to be a guy but as I thought of it, I feel the story could flow more naturally if she became Green Sister like Vert always wanted. Hopefully I didn't do too bad a job and make you guys wanna read more!