A/N: Hello and welcome to 'Memories of Those Reincarnated', a remake version of 'Memoirs of The Older The Sister'. To those who had read the Chapter 5 which was a 'Authoress' Notes', I'm so sorry for causing such a bad ending in by ending it and staring a rewritten version. I felt ashamed right now, but it all soon ended when I had already started editing chapters!
...Although I'm just editing chapters by myself (because I cannot find a beta-reader). /bang
Pairings: AllxOC, (?)xOC ;; Only Kazumi will be in a romantic relationship with KHR!Canon Characters while the other OCs will just be the supporters, give drama or angsty scenes and all (some may have an exception and go into a romantic relationship with Kazumi).
Warning: Slight!AU, OOCness, OC(s), constant changes, bad grammar, wrong spelling, bad explanations, not-good-at-languages. Rated T-M (may or may not be M rated) for swearings, death scene(s), dark thoughts, yaoi, shounen-ai boxboy and so on.
Disclaimer: Do you think that I, a lowly commoner, could own such popular and awe-struck manga as Katekyo Hitman Reborn? Nope, no way.
[PROOFED!] April 6, 2014.
I. the beginning arc; childhood ∣∣ her story before she died
Do you really believed that the weaker must trampled over the weakest?
Do you really believed that the strongest must trampled over the weaker?
Can Humans understand the feelings of those who suffered that much?
How can they watched the suffering Humans and do nothing, or just inflicked great pain to them?
How can they find faults in those who done nothing?
...Is the world supposed to be cruel?
{✉}
Sharp grey radioactive eyes stared as the clouds roam freely in the clear azure sky. A sudden strong gust of air brushed against his bare skin and his orange-brownish messy hair were fluttering out behind him before smoothing down. Pale hand reached out to grasp nothing but thin air as his small, pale pink lips were slightly parted. Eyes were lowered down, giving a gentle look to his features and making it looked like half-lidded, his long eyelashes were blocking the grey glowing eyes. Another hand was placed at the headline and the man leaned in, putting the reaching hand down and watched as the men in clad black suit guard around the mansion.
A soft and small smile graced upon his lips and he heard soft and quiet footsteps walking towards to where he was which is in the balcony. The door opened, letting out a small, quiet creek that a hitmen would raised his guard for it, but the man just stood there silently, paying his attention to the sky as if the intruder's presense wasn't there. A soft sigh escaped from the intruder's mouth and high heels clicked against the marble floor.
"Hello, No-good Secondo," the intruder greated in fluent english as she walked elegently towards the man but stopped when she was not closed to him at least an arm-lenght. The man didn't look back at her in acknowledgement and the intruder waited patiently.
The man spoke up, soft voice so alluring and gentle like it was affectionate. ["Erii, this is Italy, not America,"] he scolded.
The intruder, Erii, just pouted and stomped her feet childishly, "Don't care! Besides, you can also understand English!" The man just stared ahead, and Erii continued to speak, "Anyway, why are you here? Shouldn't you be doing your paperworks?"
The man stole a half-glanced at Erii and closed his eyes. ["Not in a mood, besides, I rather annoyed Giotto,"] he chuckled.
"Giotto?" the girl repeated the name before sighing once again, "Sorry, but he is having a really painful day."
The man groaned, understanding what she meant, ["Ugh, paperworks again? Giotto sure is unlucky... Anyways, is it Daemon and Alaude this time?"]
Erii nodded with a wicked smile in place, "Yup! But not them only, your guardians are also involved." This caught the man attention and he spun around, looking horrified as he stared at her, giving him a scaredy cat look.
["W-which guardians?"] the man shuttered out of fear, ["And h-how much d-d-damage?"]
After saying that, the silence engulfed the place. After having a moment with the silence, Erii replied, annoyed by how much pressure the silence is taking, "Sai and Grey, and this time, along with Daemon and Alaude, they destroyed 10 buildings, 13 things and 28 civilians are injured."
The man paled. ["And the..."] he paused, ["paperworks?"]
Erii just smiled sweetly, "20 stacks of paperworks, and the money for the damages is 5,634,363 euros."
The man digested all the informations inside his head before he shouted, ["FUCK!"]
Annoyed by how the man is shouting with vulgar words, Erii's eyebrow twitched and she whacked him over the head, causing him to croached down and rubbed the bumped in his head.
"Oww, oww, oww..." the man chanted the words.
"Pathetic," the girl sighed and turn around, "Anyways, come back soon in the lobby after finishing the paperwork. Ferzarno is waiting there."
After she say that, the man abruptly stood up and wear his calm mask. He straighten himself, dusting the dust away and took his leave. Before closing the door, he look back at Erii over his shoulder and said, ["Well then, I shall take my leave. Thank you for telling me and bye."] And he closed the door and left.
When Erii saw the man took to the right way and left, she stared at the closed door for a seconds before looking up at the sky and spoke sadly, "It's been years since your retirement, Angeline. Look at how you how your younger brother is managing your famiglia. Wonderful, isn't it?"
Erii just smiled sadly and left by jumping over the balcony and land gracefully with Hitman-skills.
December 4, 2XXX.
My birthday.
It's my 20th birthday; meaning that I am 20 years old now.
But unlike all other girls (women, or girls, your choice) who would be spending their birthday by buying new dresses, accessories, held parties, go on a date, celebrate with their families or do anything they like, I just spend my birthday (actually, it's an everyday routine) just laying on my smooth black shining couch with the caramel popcorn and a glass of sweet blueberry juice placed on the floor, near to my head. Like usual, I held my Samsung Galaxy high up in the air and I watched a anime called Another.
Why Another when I could just watched other animes?
Well, how should I put this...? Let's just say the way how each students get killed or killed others. The way how the blood spluttered like a foot dancing in a puddle of mud. And the shocked (or mixed emotions, negative feelings, or anything in the same category) expressions of others as they stared in horror at the scene they just saw, or the horrified faces of themselves, their friends or classmates dying hopelessly, or watched as their fate ended. It's just wonderful. Splendid. Magnificent. No wonder anyone can find the culprit(s) who done the 'Hell's Fantasies' case.
The Hell's Fantasies case is considered as one of the must cruelest massacare in the world. The death of 66 'innocents' students from the Tenma School Festival in Japan, Kyoto, was horrible. The festival was going smoothly till the end, until one by one, suddenly each of the students from Class 1-A, 2-A, and 3-A (7th, 8th and 9th grade of middle school) was murdered in their own individual classes, and the murder scenes looked so horrible. Judging from the female maid student getting her head twisted and mutiple stabs on her face, and damn...it look horrible. Her face looked so messed up that no one can identified the victim until they saw her bloody sign attached on her left breast pocket.
And another one looks like a scene from the Higurashi Series and the people said that it was a curse bestowed by no other than the Lucifer, himself.
Most of the death scenes looked like from some animes containing horrible death scenes. Examples are; a male butler student had gotten his body eaten, leaving his left arm and head okay and Otakus could tell that it is a scene from the Anime, Mirai Nikki/Future Diary.
Famous intelligent or wise detectives from all around the world came to investigated until they all found it; each victims held a bloody knife or blood-stained sharp materials in their hand and they could tell one thing:
"These victims killed each others and they all have the same interest; Anime and Manga."
That's true. And it seems that it was somehow connected to me since when I was just roaming from channel to channel until I decided to force myself to be engrossed with the news and the first thing that popped up on my mind is, 'I wanna see Anime's characters' deaths.' And with that only thought in mind, that came true, since seeing the video camera showing the horrible censored scenes and parents crying or people slapping their hand over their mouth and couldn't help but gasped, gaped, cry or just stared in horror.
Don't blame me since I wasn't involved in the case nor was a suspect. (Really? I'm not in Japan for the fucking sake!) A week ago, I got bored while roaming around the shoping mall and decided to go to a fortune teller shop. It seem that I was the very first customer after all those years by the looks of hope flashed through the fortune teller's face and eyes. The fortune teller decided to talked with me for a bit and later she roamed her hands ('It doesn't look wrinkled or old, really young,' I thought as I stared at her pale hands which held no signs of wrinkles and all) around the white crystal ball laying proudly on the cushion in the middle of the table. Few seconds later, she stopped and looked at me straight in the eyes and whispered:
"Something unexpected will happened to you and it will cost a deathly price."
I'm not sure but I swore a wicked smile was plastered on her face. Feeling strange, I paid her the money and left the shop for the anime merchandise shop. I bought the things I needed with the money I earned by gambling and more, not paying attention to the bystanders who where glancing at my appearance, some whispered to their friends or families about me and freaked out when they saw me (some looked at me with sparkling eyes). One hour later, I went back to my home and slept.
I knew why they would freaked out once they saw me and the main answer is: I'm a freak (demon). I have heterochromatic eyes. I'm a albino. I have white messy hair that would still be messy even if I combed it. Red and yellow eye and sometimes would be mistaken as 'Akashi Seijurou' since I acted cold and calm towards people. Deadly pale and really cold skin. But forgot to added that I am slightly crazy. Yeah, and that's why I run away fron the 'home'. But I don't give a single fuck about it anymore. I was being treated like Gasai Yuno by her so-called 'parents', and they wanted me to disappeared. I hate it, so I killed my 'parents' and left the 'home'.
And happily ever after.
All of the sudden, I yawned and blinked repeatedly, just to get the teacher away. Must be really tired for laying in the couch and watching animes and reading fanfics for the straight 6 hours. I sat up quickly and closed my smartphone, throwing it safely on the couch. I stretched before grabbing the now empty popcorn and glass. I stood up, left the room and walked through the corridor until I reached the stairs. Oh, I forgot to mention that I lived in a 2-storey house alone. I walked and take the first step on the stairs but only to slipped and fell, loosing my grip on both the glass and the empty popcorn paper bowl. I widened my eyes in shock when I started to fall on each steps.
It hurts as my face made each hard and painful contacts with each steps, and I came tumbling first face down the entire flight of the stairs. But the pain grown sooner when I felt small sharp pieces made contact with my face. I groaned and bited my bottom lip harshly. It fucking hurts. It felt like as if the muscles squeezed too tightly, welcoming the sharp pieces and pulling it closer, only to draw out trails of blood.
Again, I felt a sharp pain on the back of my head, but it soon grown bigger when the back of my head hit the headrail of the stairs. While the back of my head made each hard contacts, my head felt like a crow was gnawing my head repeatedly. I felt the blood trailing down behind, making as if the tears fell upon my face.
I then noticed two things. One is that the sharp pieces came from the broken glasses, and two, I quietly remember those words:
"Something unexpected will happened to you and it will cost a deathly price."
I blacked out when I reached the last step, the pain never ceasing and that would be the last time I would ever see my home. And the darkness welcomed me. The only thing that runs around my mind before I blacked out is, 'Fuck off, life.'
I opened my eyes groggily and what welcome me is...
Something like red, I think. Like a red thing that will appeared in your eyes when you blinked multiple times after holding the flashlight in your eyes. That's one of the reasons why I'm near-sighted, and wearing contact lenses (don't think it's coloured contact lenses, bitches). It's warm in here, and it felt something like it's really squishy, like when a finger enter the ho-
Okay, stop dirty perverted yaoi mind.
Then there is a deep bass beat that rumbled the walls of this small space, and it would get faster by any seconds, or all the time, I'm not sure. But it may sounded like when you just lay your head on the side, ear against the cool wooden table and you could hear the muffled sounds of your surrounding or the deep beat bass of your heartbeat ringing in your ears. I always tend to do this when I'm just bored in the class or when I was small, hearing the footsteps of my 'parents' and my fast beating heartbeats when I lay on the cool wooden floor, shaking.
I felt calm. For once, I was panicking when I found myself insolated in this place, but this awesome calmness around me calmed me down. I don't know, but a slight of stress came over me, as if my shoulders held a burden that had to do something with this. It's been a while since I meet the stress. I would always be stressed myself because of my school, not paying attention to the surrounding, using my seduction skills to grab druken man's wallet, do gambling for money, earn money after winning a steetfight. These are some of the problems that I may do an all-nighter just to think.
My thoughts were interupted when I felt something nudging me at the side. That only made me irritated. Like some pay-back bitch, I nudged it right back, and that, my friend, I felt as if I done something unbelivable.
Insert le proud me gusta face
But that moment never lasted long when the wall of this insolated mental hospital squishy room suddenly and somewhat collasped. There was no more calmness; the aura which gives me warmth. No more hard nudging (or just a poke. And hard? Am I that weak?). And what was left was this piercing coldness and the walls were closing tighter and tighter and I was moving where the warmth was pulling me (am I in heaven?). I absolutely hate this and why the fuck is it cold?
No one's answering me? That broke me. Sarcasm, oh how I fucking love you~
After a few minutes of being pulled painfully, I found myself in warmth; no cold, no pain. I found myself layingㅡ no, sitting. Stratch that, laysitting (achivement unlocked; new word) on someone's massive arm around my midsection. I felt a thin piece of cloth brushing against my bare midsection and body. It felt nice. I like soft blanket or pillow making contact with my bare skin. Best reason on why I like to sleep naked.
It felt so nice that I am feeling so sleepy all of the sudden. But before I slept, I saw my surrounding and found myself in a room with white tiles and saw a face of a woman with a tearful yet happy expression. She have a long wavy orange-brownish hair. She slightly remind me of Sawada Nana but a slightly different because of her hairstyle and her appearance when she was young.
I'm in a hospital.
And who's this grey/white-haired hulk man?
And the thought ran around in my head.
Am I fucking reborn? If that happens, then I'm happy. (Too optimistic about what situation I was in.)
Year 1, five months:
The first thing that greeted my eyes was a azure sky that spread out magnificently before my eyes, only to obscured by the fluffy marshmallow-like fluffy white clouds that drifted lazily before it. 'Am I in heaven?' was the very first thought that popped up in my mind, but my senses of hyper 'sensitive' hearing heard a sound of a strong breeze, and I swore that at the corner of my eyes I saw a white blury thing moving in a slightly fast speed.
I quickly looked over to the blury white moving thing and I frowned when I saw the ceiling fan moving fast, giving off a nice cool breeze. I thought I was in heaven? Then I decided to moved my legs, but only to rubbed against a soft fabric underneath, and another soft fabric was pressed against my skinㅡ no, my entire bare skin above and I felt a little weight. Then it clicked. I was bundled in a multiples of layer of warm fabric. A bed, I now realized.
So I was in a hospital? Yes? or no? But I do have some proof that I'm not in a hospital, though.
My instincts came over and I stood up suddenly, but only to lose my balance and fell on my side, slightly wincing at the hard yet soft contact made with my squishy cheek. I slowly stood up, but this time, I was supported by gripping my hands tightly on the brown blanket with white strips and was leaning foward. I just sat there in silence.
So I am reincarnated. This explains my great eye sight that I am able to see things in HD.
Insert le bewild i-shee look
I mentally dance happily and smiled. I looked around my surrounding, but this time, I just stare at what was surrounding me and the outside world (Hey! Don't think of Tsubaki from Mirai Nikki!). The light brown wooden bars prevent me from walking away like some stupid mess-maker. A fucking crib. 'How do babies in movies do this?' I thought, eyebrows furrowed.
Balancing, I grabbed hold of the brown blanket and walked the bars. With fidgeting hands, I threw the blanket over the cot, tightening one end firmly on one bar. Gingerly, I reached towards the bars of the crib and pulled hard, small chubby and fat arms straining as I pushed myself over the edge, before lowering myself with the help of this blanlet-and-now-rope.
I smiled when my feet touched the ground. That was unexpectedly easy, and it is so wonderful that I can keep my balance. Ha! Take that, fucking gravity! Then, my great sense of hearing tingled and I look at the direction where the sounds of giggling, laughing and talking were coming. Door? I blinked before settling down with a new top priority objective in mind.
How does the parents looked like? Or maybe checked if there is some siblings?
I started to walk and what amazed me is that I was barely stumbling. Maybe because of the fabulous 'Izaya Walk'? Heh, I chuckled, but it came out like an odd giggling and it creeped me out. As soon as I reached the door, I mentally grinned when my small chubby hand reached the golden knob and twisted it, but I stumbled and fell down on my butt when I swinged the door opened. I decided to crawl since walking is too tiring and is straining my muscles. As I crawled, I noted that crawling sucks since my knees hurts a lot. Damn. I stood up and went back to walking. I saw a stairs, the sound is getting louder and I blinked at the familiar giggling andㅡ
"Extreme, Kyoko!" I frozed.
'Extreme, Kyoko,'?
'Kyoko'? Kyo-ko, Kyoooo~ko. Kyoko...? Ex~treame..
...Ryohei... Kyoko..
Sasagawa fucking Kyoko and Ryohei.
Am I the fucking older twin sister of Kyoko?
I stood up and took each careful but faster steps and found myself in the source of the voices, the living room. I saw the (should I adress them as mine?) parents were sitting in the couch and the white-haired boy was smiling (more like smirking) as the brown-haired girl with her big brown eyes gleaming with happiness was playing with lego blocks. I grabbe hold of the doorframe and watched them with curiousity.
Familiar brown eyes. Sasagawa Kyoko; Familiar grey eyes. Sasagawa Ryohei..
...Then what's my name? Kyobaku? Nah, that's rude.
Then the older version of Ryohei, or Otou-san, wrapped an arm around the older version of Kyoko (but her hairstyle looks different), Okaa-san, and nuzzled on her neck. "I'll be right back, Sachiko [joyful, happy child; 幸子]. I will just get some water since Ryohei may be thirsty after his shouting," he said.
The girl, Sasagawa Sachiko or Okaa-san, blushed at the contact and smiled, nodding her head slightly in agreement, "I think your correct, Takahiro [of great value, nobility; 貴大]."
I blinked. Did I just see sparkles around her?
He gave her a kiss on the cheek and stood up, happily (is he that happy to walk on me?) with his eyes closed as he walked forward. He opened his grey eyes, and he blinked when he saw me standing on the door way, blocking his way to the kitchen (judging where he as walking, the kitchen must on the opposite side).
Stare. "..."
Stare.
Stare. "..."
Stare.
He smiled so brightly that it could rival with the sun brightness (well, duh, Ryohei soon will gonna be a sun guardian) and he picked me up, spinning me around and I get a look that says, 'what shit did I get myself in?' I repeatedly blinked back when I felt air on my eyes. Damn.
"Kazumi-chan [harmonious beauty; 和美] is awake! Say hello to your Otou-san!" he exclaiked so loud that it grabs other's attention (except for Kyoko who was now watching from afar with curious eyes) and they run over to where I am, who pathetically got her armpits in Takahiro's or Otou-san's hands.
Sachiko or Okaa-san looks like she was about to cry when she first saw me, "..I'm so glad! The doctor said that you will not be able to wake up due to strange and unknown reason! And it's been more than 3 months since you were born, Kazumi-chan!"
I blinked back in shocked at Sachiko's or Okaa-san's statement, 'M-m-more than 3 months? Strange.' But I pushed back the thought by breathing through my nose and thought about my beautiful name, 'Kazumi, eh? How about Kami as my nickname?'
"Kasumi-chan ish avake to thah extleme! (Kazumi-chan is awake to extreme!)" I looked down and saw Ryohei or Onii-san fist-pumping with a grin on his face.
"Hmm... Sachiko, how about we celebrate the awake of Kazumi-chan by letting her play with Kyoko and Ryohei?" Takahiro or Otou-san suggested and look over to Sachiko or Okaa-san, who has a smile on her face and she nodded in agreement.
Otou-san (I will now decided to addressed them as my mine) grinned at me and placed me next to Kyoko, who has a green lego in her mouth before removing it and waving at me with her now-saliva-coated hand. I blinked at the sight and looked over the pile of legos and saw it was all covered in saliva and I shivered. I almost freake out and have an heartattack when Kyoko was about to hand me the saliva-coated lego but not since Ryohei came back with pencils and papers in hand.
"Leash dav somethin, Kasumi-chan! (Let's draw something, Kazumi-chan!)" He grinned and dropped the materials on the floor. I mentally grinned in triumpht when I saw a frown over Kyoko's face but it soon regained its bright smile when there is some papers along with it. I quickly grabbed the pencil and paper and placed them on the floor, now starting to draw
Hmmm... Let's see, how about showing my fabulous work of 6 years of drawing experience? Yeah, let's try that! I grabbed the pencil in my fidgeting hand and draw some guidelines for the fa.. ce...
FUCK THIS SHIT. I AIN'T GOING TO DO THIS SHIT AGAIN.
I crumbled the paper and threw it far away from me, shocking Ryohei and the parents (Otou-san already return back to his seat with Okaa-san, long forgotten his objective). But the expression grew further when I grabbed hold on the pencil so strong that it snapped into two. I placed the now-broken pencil on the floor and sulked, depressed on my extreme failure of my circle.
Yes, instead of doing a perfect and a light grey-shaded circle, I pushed it so hard that it was black and it made a scratch on the paper.
"Kazumi-chan/Kasumi-chan... (Kazumi-chan...)"
I felt a wet hand grabbed my shoulder and I peered over to see Kyoko looking at me sadly before she gave me a smile and placed the lego in my hand as she tugged on my hand, using all her strengh to let me face her now saliva-coated pyramid lego.
"Abababdada!" she commanded. I blinked.
"Ababagaga!" she commanded loudly, and then a giggle escape her lips. I blinked before letting a smile crawl up on my lips. I saw the other remaining legos were safe from the saliva and grab them, making a sastified look came up on Kyoko's face. Ryohei have regained his happy look, along with Otou-san and Okaa-san and he joined in. I smiled, eyes softening.
Maybe being reborn isn't bad after all... And since Kyoko and Ryohei are being kind to me, guess that I should repay them... Being in such a nice family... I never felt such warmth so long.
"T-T-T-Takahiro... Look at K-Kazumi-chan... H-h-her eyes..." I looked over and saw Okaa-san gaped as she pointed at me. Otou-san looked at where she was pointing only to have his eyes narrowed. A pang hit my heart so much I thought I was shot by a bullet. I felt something wet falling down across my cheeks and I blinked several time.
..A...Am I crying?
I heard another gasp and saw Ryohei staring at me in the eyes. "K-K-Kasumi-chan.. yor eyes ar coowl to tah ectreme.. (K-K-Kazumi-chan.. your eyes are cool to the extreme..)"
I didn't noticed that Otou-san was next to me until I felt hands on both of sides of my waist. Otou-san lifted me up and stared straight into my eyes, a serious expression was showned in his face. "Your eyes... they're flashing bright like a light and a radioactive..." he stated in awe.
I looked at his eyes and saw the reflection of my eyes only to widened my eyes at what I saw. My right eye is brownish-orange and the left eye is grey. Both are flashing bright like a radioactive which is cool. But what makes it look cooler is that they were glowing. And I look like my lover just dump me. (this fact is not true, please refrain yourself from believing it.)
Curse you, crying...
"Takahiro, please give Kazumi-chan to me, she is crying," Okaa-san ordered and Otou-san obey. She gently placed an around around my midsection as I laid down on her arm. Now what shocked me is thatㅡ
"U-U-UWAAAAAAHH!"
ㅡI am crying.
"Ssh, ssh," Okaa-san soothed me and began to sing a lullaby, that made me felt sleepy. For what it seems like 20 minutes or so (how can I count the time? I'm fucking sleepy, bitches), she finished singing many different songs which held some strange meaning, and when she saw my sleepy face, she smiled. With that, I closed my eyes and felt myself being carried and the sounds are getting farther, only hearing each hard footsteps and my own heart beating rapidly. I suddenly remember my top priority missions when I were to reborn in Katekyo Hitman Reborn! universe.
1) Learn how to talk, draw, and fight. {New!}
2) Meet Sawada Tsunayoshi and become friends with him.
3) Become a (freelance) hitwoman.
4) Become friend with Hibari Kyoya.
5) Become somebody that Kyoko will look up to and protect the family. {New!}
6) Find any new objective!
After finished recalling my objectives, I yawned and went back to sleep.
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The dreams that's engraved in my heart, leave even the future behind. [1]
Authoress' Notes:
[1] The dreams that's engraved in my heart, leave even the future behind. ;; You will understand later on, my dear, dear readers. But I'll explained here since I wanted to make you so curious about what happen, or get furious at me. The 'dream' part meant resolve or how before!Kazumi (before!Kazumi is before she was reincarnated) wished to have a wonderful life or reborn into an Anime which she favoured a lot, and when this story comes to an end, you'll now understand Kazumi's last and very last resolve. And the 'leaves even the future behind' part meant that (TYL!Kazumi or 13-16!Kazumi) Kazumi's future (The Middle Arc; Future Arc) is gone since she had long ago died by sacrifing her life.
{lyric/line taken from, 'fripSide - only my railgun'}
I'll elavorate Kazumi's life before she died. The line, '...I would always be stressed myself for my school, not paying attention to the surroundings, using my seductive skills to grab drunken man's wallet, done grambling for money, earn money after winning a streetfight. These are some od of the problems that I may do an all-nighter to think' explained clearly about me, except the part where Kazumi is being treated like Gasai Yuno.
And for the changes about the case of 'Hell's Fantasies' and 'Hearts of Hell'. The meaning, 'Hearts of Hell' in my opinion means the heart covered in black; darkness. But it sound not too good since it also means that the heart is just like a hell (remember, hell is such a cruel place). So the person with that kind of heart is ultimate crazy, has a lot of negative feelings and kills people for sastifactory. And 'Hell's Fantasies' sound cool, and I'll explain more about the death of 66 students in late chapters. Why I change the name? Because it has a connection regarding towards to Kazumi, and somebody who will mysteriously appeared. He, like Kazumi, is the part of the 'Reincarnated Protagonist'.
I am very proud. Yes, proud. Despite not a single change on my writing skills, I'm still happy. And yup, EveryonexOC, or (?)xOC. You know, this story's update now depends on how much reviews I got, even if it's vote or just rude ones, I don't care, so if this doesn't get 4+ reviews, then BAAM! End of the story!
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