HDN Advent: Solitude, Despair, and . . .. Hope?

Notes: Disclaimers: I don't own Hyperdimension Neptunia nor any reference existing in this fanfic(If any)

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Forte POV

I guess I'll introduce myself anyway: The names Forte. a 13 years old boy with emo style spikey hair(I'm looking at you, Noctis from FFXV!), 4 and a quarter foot tall. And red-blue heterochromia eyes who manages to enter high school. Supposedly, our parents are proud when you succeed in something.

*Prang*

However, my parent is a different case.

"You little shit, I told you not to get yourself in that school. Your brother is more capable than you, You just gonna be a waste of my money!"A fat man smashed my head with a shattered bottle of alcohol. If you don't get who he is. This is my dad, an abusive one isn't he?

"How're ya get my money back? Little piss like you can't do anything, right?" See how he has a hard time with his sentence: He's now drunk. He's always drunk when things go south, this time is because I stole his money to enter high school.

"So entering a prodigy high sc-"

*Prang* another bottle shattered in front of my head before I could continue talking.

"Don't you dare fighting back, you swine" He angrily shouted, his arm now holding a sniper rifle aiming at my forehead. "Your just useless mongrel! A replaceable imitation of your brother at best!"he then start speaking gibberish.

"Hehehe, your holding your tears aren't cha? bet ya' piss your pants off, screaming for me sympathy" The fact that I'm keeping a stoic face means otherwise, idiot father.

"Ha, acting all bravado won't help ya. Then try being useful for once" He grabs me and throws me off the room with brute force.

*Crash*

I landed on the trash bin right below of me. Cushioned by the bags filled with deformed wastes.

"And ya better not run away like a pussy, or else, Bang, headshot!" he then leaves, probably to his room to chill down in his console game.

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And yeah, that's the wrap of my life: my dad starts swearing at me for no apparent reasons with alcohol in his hand, and left me with my brother helping him look good in some FPS game.

My schoolbag and supplies are kept behind the trash container he always dumped me in. Last time I bought school supplies home peacefully is two years ago before my dad started to favor my brother and burn them to ashes in front of me, and then beat me down with a AWP's handle for not getting his alcohol.

I never know how he bought one, but I'm sure the reason he bought it is so he rub it to his friends of drunken fps gamers, who rage quits worse than kids. And the blame goes to me as neighbors would come in and protested me. And I never actually experienced gaming in my life.

Hell, they even forbid me from even approaching anything game related stand or websites. Sure that gaming caught my interest, but I decide to play safe by studying. I was a bit above average in academics, But that doesn't make me safe from my parent's mockery: I'm always compared to my brother. That big shot only beat me because he rigged everything.

My whole social life is all dark and gloomy thanks to my brother spreading lies about me being related to street thugs thanks to my black hair and my face was filled with scars from my fathers beatdown. This scared everyone, even the teachers won't deny that. They called me a delinquent child, and no one even looked back with sympathy. And to make matters worse, all of my clothes are black because it's my favorite color.

Even some who I considered "Friends" turn their backs on me. And with my family out of the equation, that leaves me no one but myself. Soon, I found myself in a solitary life of isolation.

Speaking about my family. I have a mother, but I don't know if she's still alive or not. She hasn't been at home since dad invite her for a dinner session some time ago. Even if she is alive, she'll probably help dad by acting like a dominatrix. She's not much of a "Help" to him, she's just there to piss me further since she won't lay a hand on me "Because your not worth my service". Seriously, I wonder what she does every day?

Even with all of this issue. I tried to live on my life. And this day is probably my breaking point: I'm so done dealing with this shitty life: Life isn't exactly fair to start with. I've seen those born with the "Head-start" ticket known as talent and luck. Like my brother.

I hate those people, They'll never face the harsh cold world called "reality" . . . . .I've seen abandoned child's . . . . and people born with deficiencies such as having only one arm or leg . . .. .and the worst possibility ever: died without seeing the world.

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As two automatic door from a mini-market slid open, I entered the store with a blank face. Everyone took a glimpse on me will look at me with fear, trying their best to ignore or avoid me.

"W-welcome!"The clerk shout, clearly shaking in fear of my presence. I only rolled my eyes and play the role for now, even though I hate it to all honesty. I glared at him as menacing as possible, and he started to turn pale.

"I'll take the usual" The man quickly dive below his station and took out a huge green box. While I took a few bucks from my pocket. Dad always wanted his stock full, so we always ordered his stuff in huge boxes.

As we exchanged our items in hand, I stopped him from reaching his pockets, the clerk flinched at my that i will throw a tantrum here, like my dad does. "keep the change, also. Chill down man, you've got my hand all sweaty" I said before I left of the mini-market.

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"I got your damned goods"

"Kehehehe, good" He snatched the box with ease, and slams the door shut. Oh well, this is better than having the good father-son session. At least he won't kill me-

*Blam*

Oh great, just when I thought I was off the hooks.

"YOU PIECE OF SHIT, THIS ISN'T WHAT I ORDERED!"

"well, you didn't specified what to buy so . .there you go- Owff" He once again intrude me, this time with a push kick that sends me crashing to his computer screen.

*Crash*

"Ow" I muttered. I see my dad swinging his rifle at me. I ducked, and the wall behind me was scratched. I quickly ran inside his room. Blinded with rage, my father swung his rifle like an axe. On instinct, I grabbed the nearest object for a meatshield

*Crack*

And I got his LED I still knock back to the force of his attack, the LED monitor shows quite the huge crack there. His face was red out of shock and anger. "Well, serves you right. You drunken old man" I had a small smirk on my face, seeing him pissed like that was a bit amusing.

*Crash*

"YOU . . . IMBECILE!" He choked me mid-air, punched me multiple times in the face, and smacked me with his iron AWP sniper rifle."Guhh!" My head once again crashed the walls.

'YOU REALLY DONE IT THIS TIME, I ALWAYS TOLERATE YOU UNTIL NOW . . .I'LL KILL YOU" He aimed his muzzle at me, his eyes were red-dead serious. I only sit there, I felt my head spinning, my body disobeyed me and sweating very intensely, sending a cold chill up to my entire body.

*grooo!*

A-an earthquake?

"GAAAH, W-WHAT THE HELL?" I heard him cursing some other stuffs before he fired-

*Bang*

"AAAGH!"His bullet scratched my left shoulder.

"F-FATHER!" The door burst open as a blonde haired guy with red eyes rushed in towards my dad, assisting him to get up. This Fancy-looking jerk is my brother: Larck, quite the name huh?

"We have to evacuate immediately" Larck grabbed my father, ignoring my existence and rushed towards the exit. I fully recovered moments later and thought of an escape plan as this place is crumbling down. I thought about following them to safety, as the other route i know was quite dangero-

*Falling callings*

"GHAAAAA!"I heard my brother screaming in pain. Well, I guess the other route upstairs has become assuring thanks to the ruble of burning wood blocking my way.I sarcastically thank my brother for playing the lab rat before i ran up the stairs.

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*Rumble rumble*

As i just step my foot at the roof. The building started to lean to my right. I waste no time heading to higher ground and took the leap of faith to the neighboring building. While in mid-air, I saw my dad aiming the AWP at me. Great, just when I thought they're done with me.

*Bang*

No pain course through, did he missed the shot? I was surprised by this, that I missed my timing to grab the window ledge. "Damn" i started to fall due to the forces of gravity. "Shit shit shit!" I decide to follow my instinct: My legs kicked me back, I landed in my former house's walls and slide down my former home like a slope.

As I landed in the ground-

*Dzing*

The ground below me let out a small explosion, a bullet was stuck in that place. " Stand still, dumb ass!" My dad approaches with a pissed of face, and with my brother armed with the rifle and my back was blocked by the huge ruble. I'm positive that i'm in a disadvantage.

"Hehehe, I'm not done with you"He acts all sadistic with that confident smirk on his face, did he really think I'm cornered just because I can't move back? "Your done,you can't possibly think you can escape" I felt my heart on fire as he started to laugh manically as he felt like everything is in his favor.

One thing I hate is to judge your victory in a contest, as if they had foresight their future victory. It's a mockery i won't tolerate from anyone, especially from this guy.

"Just give it up,- OWFF!"I instantly tackled him as he starts to widen his arms distance, probably to grab me in the neck and choke me to death. I know my brother won't bother shooting me as I'm using dad as a meat shield. "Screw you!" I knocked him to the streets and ran away, but not before I banged my brother's head to a wall.

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As I went my way to the main street, I noticed the tide of people running for their lives from something. Screaming around as they pushed each other around. So this is what people chaotic or a dire situation.

"Grrrr" H-huh, is that a wild dog? It's a very interesting one, Dog's are common in this district. But i never seen one with purple-bluish fur. What kind of dog is –

*Stare*

. . . Ah great, it's not friendly in the slightest. It has a bulky body and sharper claws. I got more of a wolf vibe than a dog. It is very intimidating, especially it's glowing red eyes. It's like staring at the devil itself.

"*Grawl*!" The wold/dog thing tried to pounce me, but it's tail was stuck to a nail. It leashed the dog down.I took this chance to run away, knowing that it's hostile to me. Eventually, I stopped by a weapons store to catch my breath

*Bang*

A gunshot can be heard. I quickly dived to the nearest cover and peeked at the store." Take this Ya bloody mongrel!" The Australian accent man(?) shot his sub-machine gun to the dog . .or wolf thing, this one has larger, bulkier build than the previous one, an alpha male.

'Gaaah!" That man dropped his weapon of shock as the wolf his size pinned him down. The sound of flesh being ripped and chewed filled the air. I wasn't bothered in the slightest, my dad chew like a pig, or worst, when he eats.

As I sneak in and tried to grab a pistol, the wolf stopped chewing and leaped up the table."Ah, shoot"The wolf growled fiercely as it leaped towards me, It caught me and I'll be grounded meat if don't kill this thing.

My free hand shuffles around for anything I can use to free myself. And Immediately smacked it's head as i got hold of something. The thing i got is a weird shotgun with a knife attachment to it's pump. The wolf wobbles as it had hard time to stand straight, thats definitely a skull fracture.

*Bang* I decide to shot the wolf to end it's pain.

I soon found myself gasping for air, the temperature rises drastically that I felt myself melting. I try to find the cause to see a giant meteor is this close to impact, i just realize i mistaken it for the sun since it was still in the afternoon. I dropped my weapon as I realize that this world is as good as over. I felt my body relax as i'm ready to accept death, not like i want to continue living at the first place.

*Click*

Oh great, look who's here.

My Dad aimed my shotgun at my head, the knife extension was in my throat. I closed my eyes, accepting death as I heard the sound of explosions coming from both side of my head.

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*Chirp chirp*

Huh, I'm positive that i'm supposed to be dead. I got shot in the head and that meteor just killed everyone. Yet i can hear things.

In pure disbelief, i opened my eyes to see the green scenery of nature in front of me. No sign of cities anywhere, except for three sky scrappers with very . .. unique architect. I can see the purple sword and green box sky scrapper, also some black from afar.

"Where . . .the hell am i?"I decide roam around, and what i saw next blows my mind.

A horde of monsters and a group of girls in purple sailor uniforms. "Okay, where the hell am i?"I spied the group, and see's one of them with . . .a weird square shaped eyes, what kind of eye's is that.

And that brings me to the only possible conclusion: I'm now in an alien planet

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See ya in next chap guys.

Flame-lord Out!