Have you ever feel your life is ripped from one reality to the next, and the whole apocalypse never happened. This will be the story about one titan going into R6S universe. This is a male reader insert, and my first story on here. I hope it goes well
In the dreaming city:
3rd person pov.)
(Y/n) was walking around the entrance of the Wells where he spots something that catches his eye. A unmarked tunnel into the crystal wall as mist is flowing out like a either river.
"Devil."
He calls out his ghost as he opens his palm to see his titan shell ghost with small horns tapped to its shell.
"Patch me into Ikora, I found something that she would like to hear about"
The ghost nods as it projects a hologram of ikora, showing her talking to someone before she sees the ghost calling her so she shoos the person politely and looks to the projection of (y/n).
"Ah, hellscorcher. How did the search of that strange energy spike coming along?"
"Found something that matches the energy spikes Ikora, I hear... gunshots... and screams of civilians. I'm going in, don't cal for backup."
(Y/n) calls back as he loads a new ammo shell into his Ace of Spades, making sure it's truly loaded as he dashed into the tunnel. The mist clouding his visor as the titan charged into the tunnel, his eyes slowly build solar and void as he gets his supers charging from his ghost. But not to his observation in the slightest, the tunnel entrance sealed itself in crystal and rock.
POV Change To Doc
'Merde... I'm running out of stim shots as a hail of bullets thacked into the wood above my head. I finished dressing up Jäger's wounds as I hear more white mask shuffle into the room. My magnum only has four shots left as I hear the shuffling maestro right next to me, loaded lmg at the ready as I hear the cry's of the civi's behind me. Looking back at them to see a mother holding her young daughter, the daughter looks up to see a huge hole that was created when something smashed through it. The crack of wood echos loudly as two of the grunts get their body's crushed under the giant, turning around as the whitemask opens fire. I think that the rounds will kill the being, but I was proven wrong as they inbed themselves into the chest plate and visor. A roar that I can tell was both robotic and human, full of anger and... fire?
POV change back to (y/n)
They hurt people as they can see fit, not on my watch. Calling to the hammer of Sól and my void shield as my feel my eyes light up. Left of void, and right for solar; I raised my hammer and smashed into the closet grunt. Seeing red blood splatter against the hammer as I realized internally what's going on, I shake my head as I feel a punch get sent across my helmet. A cry of pain from my assailant as his hand was broken, I then smashed his back with the hammer.
"Fight like real men you Dogs!"
I bellow our a deep roar like the first time as I killed the rest of them. Panting as I feel the light drain from me so it can recharge in my ghost, leaning against a banaster that's loosely nailed to the wall as I looked behind me. Noticing now three male's guarding the civilians, one was wounded and being attended to by the medic as there was the last one pointing his lmg at me. I feel myself loose consciousness slowly as I fall to the ground, guess I have overdid it this time... man Zavala will have my hind..
Hope you like this first chapter to The Wielder of Light, I really hope this does will because this is my first story on here. And read so many good stories here, so I want to see what I can do, comment to tell me how I did good. And I'll be seeing you next time bearers of light
Dark rose
Ending transmission