Author notes: Hello, each time I write something it's in order to train and see what kind of story, characters setting fit my style, it's the case for this fic too so I'm sure I'll do some mistakes. Even if it's a training I hope some people will like this. Make sure to read both the prologue and the chapter 1(when it's posted) to have an idea of the type of the fic. Now DMAsh is beta reading me so for now they shouldn't have any problem with the fic being unreadable, I thank him deeply.
I don't own the franchise and it's all fake. Enjoy
Prologue
Where am I? Honestly, this isn't the first time I lost my way while searching for mushrooms, but ending up somewhere where it looked like the end of the world was a new one for me. A red sky with dark clouds, junk littering the landscape, it's a little too much for me. This place looks like the setting where a protagonist shows up to defeat the final boss, but…why me? A NPC? A silhouette? By normal standards, I should be having an uneventful life, trying to pass level two of my games.
That was when I heard a cold voice that made me whip around.
"So, the rumors were true…"
"Huh!? Oh…ah, hello?"
Facing me was a pretty girl a few steps away, having long purple hair with a D-Pad clip, wearing a one-piece white and purple outfit. To be honest, I've never seen so much…purple on one person before, but then again, I've never been to Planeptune. Still…her voice sounded scary and her eyes looked dead, something that didn't suit her at all.
Hmm…it's obvious she's not a NPC, so maybe she's here to help me…?
"Um, I somehow got lost and-"
"Don't play games with me. You're from the new Arfoire Movement, here to resurrect her."
Say what?
I looked around to see if she was addressing someone else, but it was just her and me, so…
"You're speaking to me? I, uh, don't get what you're saying-urk!"
*Shlick*
I couldn't say anymore due to the sudden pain in my gut. Looking down, the girl stabbed a strange sword through my stomach, and when I looked up, saw that she still looked at me with that same dead look, arm stretched out like she just threw something.
"I sacrificed so much, which is why I'll protect Gamindustri no matter what, even if it means walking this path alone…"
Urk…why? I'm dying right now and all I'm thinking about is how sad my killer looks. It's not right; I should be hating her, not pitying her.
Crap…I'm losing…consciousness…
For some odd reason…I don't feel much about dying…I haven't done anything important in my life…not able to pass level two in my games…but there is one thing I wanted to know…
"A-Aren't you l-lonely?"
In response, a tear rolls down her face, something that makes me feel bad, even while dying.
"Of course I am. I want to go back and change everything, but I know that's not possible. All I can do is endure it and fight alone…"
"…"
And that's how my life ended. Or should of…
Ow…my head hurts… It hurts? Then, that must mean…
"I'm not dead yet!?"
"Kyaa! Hey, be careful, alright? You scared me."
Hmm? There's a fairy-sized girl with light blond hair, worn in curled pigtails right beside me. Her voice sounded pretty mature compared to her body, which looks like a doll's now that I think about it. She sitting on a big book, and has a pretty pair of butterfly-like wings…
Wait…wings?
"Huh, so I'm really dead and you're an angel who's here to take me to heaven?"
"No, I'm-"
"What!? I'm going to hell!? But why!? I didn't do anything wrong! It's more like I didn't do anything at all-"
"I'm Histoire, an Oracle and you're still ALIVE!"
I freeze when the fairy girl screamed at me, and it took a moment to process what she just said.
"Eeeh? Really? But I…what?"
Wait…this place looks like a sanctuary… I touched the area I was stabbed by the sword, expecting it to hurt, but nothing… Huh…my hands are different, and my whole body too…
"What the!? I'm not a silhouette!?"
"That's right, you're a character now, and a pretty loud one at that. Why is that every one of them that sees me think they're dead?"
This isn't happening…
"Wait, no no no, I don't want to be a character, so stop looking so happy-"
A look from…Histoire makes me freeze again. Why does it feel like there's more to her presence?
"Ahem, to explain, the sword that you were stabbed with is…special, and somehow, it transferred what was inside it to you."
I have a bad feeling…
"Inside?"
"I'm sorry, it'll take too long to explain. I have a mission for you-"
I hold up my hands before Histoire could go on.
"Wait, no, stop. Look, I don't know you, or the person who…tried to kill me(?)…so-"
"I know, and I must admit that I have some reservations, but relying on someone completely…neutral to this whole thing does make sense, somewhat…"
"You can say dumb, I don't mind."
"You're not dumb. I'm sorry but I really need someone like you. It can't end like this…"
"Huh?"
Histoire gave a sad look, which for some reason, reminds me of that other girl, my would-be killer…
"Nepgear's story…it's my fault in a way, so…"
"I really don't get what's going on, but why do you need me exactly?"
Histoire looks a bit hesitant there, and I can't help but worry that whatever the fairy-girl has planned, can't be good for my health…
"I want you to go back in time, and save the Goddesses of Gamindustri."
…Say what?
"Uh, that's pretty much impossible, you know."
"Trust me, you have the power of seven goddesses within you now."
Okay, now she's trying to be funny. Still…
"Why did that purple crazy girl stab me out of nowhere?"
"She's…the last Goddess and is not a bad person. It's all a misunderstanding, and at least for the moment, she thinks you're dead. Again, I'm very sorry, but I need someone's help, even if they don't know anything, or don't believe in anything. Gamindustri is in a state of decay, that it's hopeless to stop. We need to reset things now…you're my-no our, last hope."
"Uh…I see?"
It's pretty obvious that I don't have a clue what she's talking about, but I'll try to summarize what she said.
"So…the crazy girl killer is the Goddess of Gamindustri and you want me to prevent the 'Console Fall' event, even though it happened already?"
"You'll understand once you leave. It's a bit more complicated, but I want you to save everyone."
Save everyone? Including my killer…she's joking right? Only a dumbass would agree to that.
"Umm, okay."
Why did I just say that? Oh right, the fairy girl just showed me the cutest smile I have ever seen, which's pretty subjective, since my friends are all silhouettes. Still saying no to that smile would be like killing bunnies; a big no-no.
"Ah, thank you very much. I will now return to book form, and in order to go back to the past, you'll need to eat the three pages I will open to."
Alright, now that sounds absolutely disgusting. I can't believe I'm agreeing to this. I may not be an NPC anymore, but that doesn't me I should automatically go on an adventure, even one as farfetched as this. Still, if I refuse, I'm sure this Histoire fairy will trick me into it, or worse, send me back to my would-be killer.
The pages show themselves and ripping them out, I fold them up before stuffing them one by one into my mouth. Weird, why does it taste like vanilla…?
"Ungh…urg…ouah…!"
It was when I swallowed the last page, that my stomach began to ache. Oh, by the Goddess, this feels even worse then when that crazy girl stabbed me. I reach for the ground, only to see that I'm falling! Urg, I'm sure I messed up somewhere. I'm going to die again…!
Wait a minute…that fairy didn't tell me what to do exactly! Shoot, it's not my fault if things go down the drain!
