Tanya Degurechaff sat in the library one day. No particular reason, but there was the strange, totally inconspicuous book sitting on the counter.
So, Tanya being exactly the kind of to person to read a book on a whim, she flipped it open.
In the front cover, written in sparkly pink glitter pen, there was what looked like a… synopsis?
"From the past. From the present. A book that wasn't from her timeline of the universe. A book that transcended time and space.
Reviews from the Youjo Senki fanfiction thread."
She stared in awe. This was- destiny. Fate.
She must read it!
Propelled by the deep need 2 read, she quickly flipped to the first comment and read out loud to herself: "'kys.'"
Three simple letters, and yet… so touching? It made her want to throw herself into the abyss… of love.
Blinking yet again she decided to turn the page. The next comment started with the words "nope don't like it." By god, it was brilliant. So inspiring, so constructive. She had to read more!
She flipped the page. The next page was covered in black ink. It said "kys kys kys kys kys kys kys kys kys…" and on and on and on and on and on. She flipped a few more pages, but the text kept going, and it was the same letters over and over. She felt the tears welling in her eyes.
Perfection.
"Wow," she thought to herself, "My fans… they're so brilliant. Unabashedly telling the truth… so wise!" Their words told a clear tale of how to fix every error, as well as fixed her entire psyche (a very impressive feat because Tanya was really fucking fucked).
As she traversed the book, she found some comments that were very long, and yet managed to say nothing of sustenance (such a miraculous feat- if only she could accomplish such things) while some was short and to the point- "you suck balls broskey" simply embodied eloquence.
Heart brimming with love, she flipped through page after page, eager but unsure that she was quite intellectual enough to comprehend them all.
Finally she reached the final page, the sparkly letters reaching down into her soul.
"Yeet yeet bitch, your fans are fucked."
Tanya didn't know what Being X thought he was doing by sending her a book this strange, this perfect.
She didn't know why she was still calling him being x- clearly this book proved god did exist.
Her soul, now touched with true brilliance, yearned for more.
Suddenly she was holding a computer, and she began to type a review for this very fanfiction.
Her finger hovered over the send bar. Could she do it? Could she join their ranks?
Her eyes flashed gold, as the Holy Spirit filled her.
Yes, she could.
"lol eye rape! gotta go cleanse my eyes with pickle rick juice. u fuckin succ m8."
