I own nothing, other than Adrian, he is my creation, my abomination.
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Chapter 1: The day I learned I was the Universes Bitch
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Dying, only to wake up again somewhere new, for the second time, only to recognize where you are, FOR THE SECOND TIME! Well I came to some conclusions, obviously I'm meant to solve some things or I wouldn't be here because sacrificing yourself for the lives of your friends and home has to redeem whatever I did that put me in this horrid cycle in the first place, right? Whatever I'm not arguing with you it's time to wake up and slay the dragon.
"Hey you you're finally awake! Got some crazy armor on there, legion dogs couldn't figure out how to pull it off, took that sword of yours though." Said Ralof.
"Don't worry it'll come back, it always comes back." I noticed that not only my voice was slurred but it was my voice from remnant. I was still 18, AND FAUNUS, SHIT! At least my hood is up, wait a minute, hey I still have all my remnant gear, perfect!
"Doesn't matter anyways, were all gonna die and with those ridiculous shackles they put on you there's no running either." Oh yeah the thief Oh well I'll just tune them out till, wait they're talking to me.
"huh"
"Asked where you're from stranger, and why you wear the hood?" Thief asks for Ralof.
"In order, far away, a land unreachable, and because I scare the children."
At that I got stares from everyone, even the driver, who happened to be Hadvar. "Come now it can't be that bad, really?" asked Hadvar. So I decided that I might as well get a good judge on everyone's character now rather than wait and screw myself over, at least here they can't do anything about it. The second my hood is down and my ears are on display I know who I can trust, by looking at their eyes I knew, Ralof was to conflicted to come to my aid, the thief had nothing but fear for me, The Jarl saw a weapon, but Hadvar, the young, green boy of a soldier Hadvar looked at me with eyes almost as innocent as Ruby's own the first time she saw Blake's ears. He was the one person I could trust and I made not of that as I put the hood back over my head.
"S-s-s-s-so th-th-that's what you meant-t. h-huh." Murmured the thief but any further conversation was cut off by the cart entering the gates of Helgen.
"Helgen huh, used to be sweet on a girl from here. Made the best mead in as far as the eye could see, used to mix juniper berries in. wonder if she's still around?" Ralof reminisced with a melancholic expression as the wagon stopped and everyone pilled out. The thief tried complaining, begging, and finally running before he was shot down.
"You there, who are you?" called out Hadvar as he wrote in a large book, probably keeping names of all those killed today. But that leaves me with not only the question of who am I but where am I from, gotta make this flashy, well as I am now I was born on remnant so..
"I am Adrian child of the Ursa clan of Faunus, born in one of the unlisted cities of the lands of Remnant I have been trained and certified as a Huntsman to combat the beings of darkness that roam our lands known as Grimm." I said in my most authoritative voice. It left everyone speechless, making me proud if I do say so myself, well except for the Bitch.
"Yeah, Sure thing mister huntsman. He goes to the block like everyone else."
And that was it that was how after living for two separate lifetimes I come back again only to die not even 2 hours later.