A/N: So I had a epiphany. Because some persona 4 stories have an OC that joins the team I thought too myself I should do that too. I have problems too. But one day I had a thought "wouldn't it be funny if someone just "yoinked" one of the Izanagi's. From that I was like well I don't want an OC wild card so what if I rob one of the other two.

Well having a conscious taking the real murderer wouldn't make sense so I decided on Nametame. You're probably think but all he does is push people in the TV, that's not really worth a read. You right! It's not! Which is why I intend to explain how different King doing it will be from Nametame. Hopefully you stick around and please feel free to criticize my writing. I wish to get better.

^^^ Was the past me when I first started^^^

Actually looking through your mistakes and making them at least match a bit to how you currently write is fun. If you so wish you can reread it to my current level of writing. It shouldn't be as bad.(Probably? Might still see grammer errors :( sorry if I miss it)

So wow. 37 favorites and 46 followers. Don't worry viewers I haven't forgotten about you guys either. I don't know how many times I can thank every single person who's been enjoying my story thus far but I appreciate every single one of you. I don't really know what else to say other then... Oh! I been working on getting some more artwork out for the story! (Figure Saki could use a little spotlight too! Haha!) I have a tumblr under the same name if you wish to see what art I have so far. Currently two but more is definitely on the way!

To the people who already read this I just want to let you know that something in chapter 3 got updated. Not a big change but it adds on to King's feeling at a certain point. Anyway too the new readers hope you enjoy the twist ;D!

April 10 2011

"Are you going for your daily jog King-chan?" A young feminine voice called out. This young looking woman was Ginchiyo Shimi. Fair-skin with her silky wavy black hair and golden eyes. She was quite the beautiful woman. On top of that she's the chief of staff at the Yasoinaba hospital. Many could say she was doing extremely well for herself. Currently, she was sitting at the table in her usual doctors lab-coat, black turtleneck, white jeans and black high heels with black stockings. Drinking some coffee she stared lovingly at her son.

Her son turned his head towards his mother. His appearance quite different compared to his mother. While keeping his mother's golden eyes, the rest of him resemble more of his father. Black with traces of red dreadlocks and dark tone skin, he was quite different compared to others in the small town of Inaba. King wearing a purple tracksuit with a white shirt underneath gave her the usual nod and was just about to leave until his mother came up behind him, giving him a gigantic hug. A little too much King had to admit.

"Look at my little boy!" She says squeezing him a little harder not noticing the small
flush on his face. "Just a year ago you didn't care much about your health and now look at you!" King appreciated that she was proud of him but she's being way to affectionate. He manage to struggle out of her grasp. A finger heads to his cheek as he begins to scratch hoping to swipe the embarrassment away. He looks over his shoulder to see his mom stick her tongue at him seemingly enjoying her son's embarrassment.

Shaking his head he starts to put on his black running shoes before looking at his mom again. "I'm going. Have a safe day at work." With a smile, she nods as he heads out.

Stretching his legs out, King looks around the clear streets of Inaba. As expected no one is out right now. Finishing his stretches, King starts to jog to Yasogami High. He knows school doesn't open for another four days but it's become a habit for him since he started last year.

It's already been a year. A year since his previous life came to an unexpected end at the hands of a car crash. Confusing thing is instead of internal darkness or some kind of afterlife, he was instead thrown into the body of a young boy. More odd that it was a world that where he was from was a video game. After a few weeks King came to accept that this was a thing and he was here to stay. It didn't make things easier though.

King could never fit in with others for some reason. He wasn't sure if it was the culture whiplash or his antisocial nature. Could have also been the time he called Moorka by his first name. Whatever the reason other kids his age treated him differently. Not in disdain but more like they thought they were better? King still couldn't figure what it was exactly.

As King ran, he passed by the Samegawa river. There he saw the usual old man fishing by the dock and the more noticeable girl sporting a light brown bowlcut training. The girl was Chie Satonaka a classmate of his last year. The same girl who eventually joins an investigation group to track down a murderer. No matter how many times King seen her or anyone else in the group for that matter, he always felt excited. It was like he knew everything that was going to go down in this town while everyone remained oblivious. Although he realized it's probably not a good thing to feel excited about someone eventually murdered. Shaking his head, he kept running towards the school.

After making it to the front of the school gates, King considered his workout complete. His triumphant sigh giving how great he felt. Deciding a break would be great, he sat near a cherry blossom to the right side of the gate putting his hands behind his head and leaning against it. Relaxation turned to sleep as King's mind became to wander.

When King came too he was standing on a platform. Surrounded by fog his whole body tensed. It wasn't the first time he was here. The first time he came here was when he died. Walking in the darkness he came across a road of lanterns. It led him up a shining pathway where reaching the top showed him the same platform as it did now. A huge yellow circular platform with a dark blue outer rim. There it showed Yu and his persona Izanagi back to back with eight potraits surrounding them. Each of them showing a member of the Investigation team.

Starting clockwise with Yosuke, Chie, Yukiko, Kanji, Rise ,Naoto, Teddie and Marie. They all had a determined look on there faces. Honestly when King first saw this, his first thought was how it was a rip-off of Kingdom Hearts. After a few seconds however a bunch of fog started to roll in as if calling out to the young boy. Unfortunately being on a high platform with no way down meant you were screwed. The fog started to pull him in as King let out a horrifying scream. That's when he first came to this new world in his new body.

Since last week, this dream has been assaulting him more frequently. Originally scared, King found himself becoming more annoyed. Walking towards the middle of the platform he raised his arms. "Ok! I'm ready! Do what you have to do already!" After a few minutes, the fog appeared. King gave a glare as he braced himself but what happened next surprised him. A road of lanterns appeared in front of him. Well this is new King thought, usually the fog just attacks him but it's actually guiding him. Twiddling with one of his dreadlocks, King head towards the lanterns never stopping until he reaches another platform. Looking down his eyes widen in shock.

This platform was gray with an outer silver rim. But what shocked him the most was that he himself was in the middle of the platform back to back with a black outline. Surrounding the two was four potraits all in a black outline as well. King was trying to understand what he was staring at. Why was he in the platform? Who were the portraits surrounding him? Any other questions he had came to an end when the fog decided to attack. "Wait! Why now!" King screamed before being succumbed by the fog.

Slowly opening his eyes, King realized that his whole body was laying on his left arm as oppose to how he was before he fell asleep. My arm... he whines getting up. I can't feel a damn thing. Trying to shake the feeling into his arm he quickly recalls his dream. No matter how he thinks about it, that was definitely him on that platform. Was it telling him he was about to get involved? As fun as that sounded, King decided that he wasn't interested in it. It did cross his mind, how couldn't it?! Working along side the team to find the murderer even though he knew who it was. It sounded great. Hell honestly it was part of the reason why having no friends for the year didn't bother him.

In the end though, didn't feel like doing something that could change the timeline and perhaps make it worse for them. He refused to become the Trunks of the group. Nodding to himself he made his way home deciding he'd spend the rest of it playing FrozRed.

Closing in on home territory he saw many familiar faces roaming the streets. Many who would eventually become part of Yu's social life. For a second, King wondered if he'd be apart of it but shook his head. He figures that being a social link could also change something. Shrugging to himself, he kept walking till something caught his eye. Across the street there was a man in slick back hair in a nice black car talking to a man... woman? Well they had short wavy silver hair and was putting gas in the other man's car.

Wait a second.

King eyes almost popped outta his head with the scene being shown he front of him. There was no denying it, this is when Nametame the gets the ability to push people into the TV. His whole body shifted towards the duo. Many emotions filled King as he watched the scene continue to play. Anxious at how this will lead to future kidnappings? Curiosity at how it's transferred. The attendant was smiling while Nametame was forcing his probably due to the recent scandal for sure.

Then it happened. The attendant held out a hand. In that moment, King's entire body began to itch. Everything began to slow down as he dashed across the street. At this moment even as his body moved his mind was frantic. Why. Why am I doing this?! I thought I didn't want to change anything! But he didn't stop as he saw Nametame reach out for the attendant's hand. Running even faster when he was at least a few steps away he dove straight for the attendant's hand and slapped it away from Nametame's.

King's body slammed into the pavement as he began to look at his left hand. Did it work? He thought before shaking his head. No why did I do that in the first place?! He was prepared to berate himself more when he felt his entire body shiver. When he looked up he might as well have seen death staring at him again. The attendant, hand still raised, was giving such a murderous glare that it's a surprise King didn't piss himself on the spot.

"Hey are you ok?" Nametame's voice barely registered to King as he got out the car to quickly inspect the boy. King, if only for a second glanced at Nametame before looking at his left hand again. The shock once again came full circle as King quickly stood up.

"Yes!" He shouted more loudly than he needed too "I'm fine! Thank you for your concern sir!" He begins to bow while quickly running backwards, how's that done is anyone's guess. " I'll be going now! Sorry! Sorry again! I'm sorry!" With that the boy sprints off and doesn't stop until he reaches home. Luckily his home was too close to the gas station so hopefully he didn't change time to where he becomes the first victim.

King laid on his bed as he contemplated what he just did. He had his hands over his head as he rolled about. So much for not getting involved he thought. He cried as another headache came along. Where's his medic when he needed her. Sadly with his mother's job she's almost home late. Another headache interrupted his thoughts. The signs were already showing. Did he really have the power though or was it just a big inconvenience? Pushing through the pain, he got up to walk towards his TV.

Holding his pained head with his right hand, King slowly pushed his left hand towards it. Starting with the middle finger, followed by the index and ring finger, his whole hand began to engulf the screen. The screen rippling as he saw a reflection of himself in it. No doubt about it now, he thought, he really has the power.

He attempted to pull out his hand but found something tugging on the other side. "H-Hey...!" King stuttered putting more strength into pulling out his hand. The TV fought back pulling his entire shoulder his teeth, King put his hand on the corner of the drawer and pulled back with all his might. He succeeded as the TV finally let go. Unfortunately with the force, King stumbled back harshly into the small table behind him. He tripped over it landing head first onto his bed with his body on the floor and legs on the table. Clutching his left arm, he stares at the TV as the rippling comes to an end. The hell was- urgh! King thoughts end with another splitting headache.

Forget it I can't think with this headache. First day of school is tomorrow, I need to sleep this off. Crawling to bed King laid first face letting the comfort lead him to slumber.

King awoke back on the same platform. Getting up he looked around and sighed. This time however the whole place was filled with fog, unlike the dense fog that always attack. Twiddling with his locks he kept looking for a point of interest.

"You..." A voice called out. King stiffened, quickly looking around but not finding anyone. "You ruined everything!" The voice bellowed. "You wish to experience despair beyond imagine?" Upon those words, King quickly shook his head but to no avail. The voice seemed intent on this. "Very well then!" With that a snap was heard.

Two black puddles appeared in front of King. Rising out of them were to purple like balls. They had no eyes or nose but big lips. They lash their tongues out at King as they slowly made their way over. For every inch made forward, King took back, cursing himself as he made a quip wondering that mouth do. Looking behind he saw that he was a few steps away from losing ground. Panicking he tried to break away to the left but one of the balls blocked off his route. What can I do?! King thought. This wasn't like being attacked by the fog. If he died to these things would he die for real this time?

No!

Damnit! I haven't done anything to change myself in this world. I always been trying to take the easy way out in my past life. That's why I never accomplished anything while everyone close to me achieved theirs. I told myself... I told myself I would change with my new life! I don't... I can't die like this!

"And it only took dying again for you to admit it." Everything around King stopped as he came face to face with himself. The other King looked exactly like the original except his golden eyes shined even brighter than ever. "Do you mean it? Do you really intend on changing yourself for the better."

"I mean..." King paused whiling twiddling his locks. " I'm not expecting it to be easy but... I don't wanna keep disappointing myself because I feel like I can't. I just have to do my best even if it doesn't turn out the way I wish." King said looking away from his other self. He felt his other self punch his chest and looking up caught a manic grin.

"Well said. Better not take that back." King's other self backed away, his body glowing a bright blue light engulfing him. King felt his whole body starting to burn up as a bright light covered the whole platform. The two balls backed away as the light began to blind them somehow. When the lights dispersed, they saw the boy with a giant behind him.

The giant wore a long dark blue trenchcoat, a sigil that looked like glaicer hanging at the end. Under the coat was what looked to be a white light vest and black pants. Gray armor pieces covering it's legs. The most notable part of the giant was the sword it was carrying. The sword was almost bigger than the giant itself.

"I am thou, thou art I. Though now filled with anguish, thou has chosen to still fight. Now call upon me and I shall strike all who oppose us." Without looking back King nodded, seeing this many times in his previous life as the characters on screen called them out.

"Persona!" King yelled with all his might as the giant dashed at the ball on the left. It moved so quickly the ball couldn't react as it got cleaved in two, turning into nothing but a black mist. The remaining ball floated back for a few moments before growling and rushing the giant. Using it's tongue, it lashed out towards the giant's face. The giant reacting quickly grabbed it's tongue with it's left hand. The ball tried to retract it's tongue but the grip was too strong. It was hard to tell but the giant was giving of a smirk before taking a deep breath and spewing out an icy mist. The ball, try as it might, struggled against the freezing cold onto to succumb. Every part of it's body becoming frozen as it fell to the ground. The giant not quite satisfied walked up to the now frozen ball and punted it. A resounding crash on impact left a black pudding and ice shards laying about.

"A-amazing." King spouted. "The power of a persona..." He looked at his left hand noticing a small mark on his palm. So whatever his persona took, he took as well. Made sense, King thought. Thou art I and all that. King and the giant looked at each other before it began to vanish. "I am Zetsubo Izanagi. I shall be watching over thou."

"You already awakened it with that weak soul? Impossible!" The voice cried. King body went into a defensive stance, feeling more confident now that he had a persona. Whatever came next he felt Izanagi could handle. What came next however was anything but. A sigh. Not even a frustrated one. It was a sad one, like it completely gave up. With another snap a dense in the center of platform appeared. "Just go." The voice said simply. Wow, King thought, this is a bit anticlimactic. He almost felt bad and was gonna called out to the voice but then remembered how much of a pain it was before. Making his way to the fog, it made him feel light-headed as he slipped out of consciousness.

April 12th 2011

When King awoke he noticed an ice pack on his head. Raising a brow, he took it off and looked around. He was still in his room but why does it feel different he wondered. As he got up, the door opened showing his distraught new mother. Upon making contact her eyes welled up before giving him a big hug. " You're ok!" She exclaims tightening the hug. King ignoring the rising heat in his cheeks slowly pushes her back to eye level. Her eyes glossy and cheeks red, King couldn't help but see something cute and quickly looked away while holding her back.

"It was just a headache you don't have to panic." King said trying to calm himself. His new mom looked at him confused.

"You don't remember?" She asked. King looked back at her head slightly tilted. Wasn't it just a headache? He shook his head and she sighed. "I guess you wouldn't." She put her palm to his forehead. " You said you didn't feel good yesterday. I thought you were just trying to skip school but you were burning up. I had to still work but I gave you a feel things before leaving and when I came back..." Ginchiyo found herself looking ashamed. "Your fever got worse! I don't know how but you were heating up like crazy! I didn't know what to do! Even with everything I tried, your body temperature only went down a little! Some chief I am... Couldn't even help my own son..." King's jaw clenched at those words. He could only assume it was due to yesterday's events. He put his hand on his mother's head. She looked at him curiously.

" It's not your fault. I know you did everything you could. There's no one else I can trust when it comes to taking care of people." King sheepishly grinned ruffling her hair. Ginchiyo looked shocked at his loving words, then proceeded to grab his cheeks and pinch him.

"Don't go trying to make me feel better after giving me a near darn heart attack!" Ginchiyo said sternly pinching King's cheeks harder. Wincing from the pain, King tried moving away but her grip was too strong.

"O-Ok! I'm sorry! Let go already!" He shrieked. Satisfied his mom let go grinning from ear to ear. "Geez freaking crab hands..." King muttered rubbing his cheeks.

"Hmm? What was that?" She said hands making the motion of crab as he swears her eyes lit up. King quickly back away from her. Giggling, she got up,making her way to the door. " Well get ready! Can't afford to be late after missing the first day can you?"

King put on his Yasogami High uniform which consisted of a black jacket and black pants. He had a roman symbol of a two on the left side of his collar signifying him being a second year. He wore a purple shirt with the spaceship on it. Making his way down the stairs he saw that his mom left already. Understandable, considering her job.

She works hard enough I shouldn't worry her anymore.

And yet I'm here.

King stiffened for a second before remembering everything that happened.

Zetsubo?

Well I sure ain't St*r Pl*tinum am I?

I didn't know personas could speak.

Actually... We don't. Thou seem to be a special case though.

What do you mean?

Well thou mind seems to be creative enough that you had two entities. Thouself and your thoughts. It seems I taken over thou thoughts.

So... you're basically calling me crazy for talking to myself.

Hey thou said it not me. Anyway thou art wasting time. Thou art gonna be late.

King just shrugged as he rushed out the door. He long ago accepted that fact.

King was sitting at the most left desk only second to the back. His chin on his right palm while looking out the window. While most students lamented about having King Moron as a homeroom teacher, he was having a small internal crisis.

So like are you yourself or me right now. King asked... Himself? Zetsubo? It was still hard to decide.

It's honestly hard but does it matter, in the end I am thou, thou art I. King sighed silently agreeing with Zetsubo. He'd only going crazy thinking about it any more. His thoughts was broken by a finger touching his shoulder. When he turned his head, he saw a girl with blue hair and a red chinese clip in her hair.

"This seat taken?" She asked simply pointing at the seat in front of him. King shook his head a light blush on his cheeks. The girl nodded as she took the seat and took out her phone. Zetsubo chuckled as he saw his user stare at her.

I see your crush on her from your previous life still holds. Hearing that, King looked away finding the window less embarrassing. Zetsubo decided to look through King's memories to find out more on the girl.

Aika Nakamura. Daughter to the man who owns the Aiya Dinner that specializes in noodles. She's known for her skills of delivery, being able to bring your order no matter where you are. Despite that, she seems to stay in the background, uninterested in friends it seems. King felt Zetsubo eyes narrow in himself as he found something interesting. Oh? Despite that, she's strangely insistent on you calling her "Ai-chan".

Hey! Stop that! I don't need to be reminded of that. King shifted uncomfortably. He couldn't understand it either, as they barely talked at all. Yes, he does compliment her on her cooking after a long workout and there was the one time he gave her a chinese charm only cause he got two from the shine and she was passing by when he gave it to her. Other than that, almost never. Although the reason was more due to him feeling uncomfortable in his previous bigger self.

But now there's no reason to doubt yourself now is there? Zetsubo said cheekily. King frown at the truth to that. He did say he wanted to change and he meant it. Still that's a huge leap considering he barely socialize with anyone last year. No, he realized he was just giving himself more excuses. Before he could consider making a move, King Moron walked in with two students.

Two?

King stare as he saw the two students stand by the board. One of them was male. He had a silver bowl cut and gray eyes. King nodded to himself acknowledging that was Yu and he should be excited over physically seeing him. The other student kept him confused though. She had pure white skin, medium length silky white hair and soft red eyes. White hair and red eyes...

No way. It can't be.

King Moron was being his usual ass like self as normal, talking about not making monkey love or whatever just cause it's spring. When he told Yu and the girl to introduce themselves, the girl decided to go first.

"Greetings fellow classmates." she spoke almost robotically. "My name is Nami Tanaka. I hope to get to know you all through the year." She bow before she looking around and locked eyes with King. It was for a second but he felt something. It was nothing pleasant that's for sure. She pointed to the seat behind him "May I sit over there?" King prayed to whatever god, King Moron would go on a tangent about a girl and boy being next to each other, sadly that didn't happen.

"Shimi-san!" Moorka yelled catching King's attention. "You better not make plans on taking advantage of this girl! I'll make sure your ass is expelled!" King cringed but shook his head all the same. The girl name Nami made her way towards the seat, locking eyes with King once more before sitting down. The same feeling engulfing his nerves.

Zetsubo... I think that's-

Yes, I can feel the intensity of her stare from behind you.

Yu was giving his introduction but King couldn't bring himself to listen. He was sure that she was here for him. What was she going to do? Whatever it was, it couldn't be good.

Fate is kinda a jerk isn't it?

Some Info on King Shmi :)

Age: 17

D.O.B: March 18, 1995

Zodiac: Pisces

Height: 5'8

Weight: 116lbs

Blood Type: AB

Arcana: Adjustment (Thoth Tarot Deck Equivalent to the Justice Arcana)

Persona: Zetsubo Izanagi

Theme: Jabberloop-Behind the wind

Japanese VA: Hiroshi Kamiya

English VA: Tom Gibiss.