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Chapter 1

Humans.

Humans are such an interesting species.

We are considered the most intelligent beings out of the ones that are living. Deemed by no other than our own kind. The bias towards that thought is unbelievable. Yet no other kinds rebel against it, because they have no way to do so. That was the cruel world they were born into. The unfair and cruel world.

The card that life dealt me was all I needed to know in order to understand how unfair this world was. However, it was the most beautiful thing to others. Even with all of the differences we possess, be it in our appearance, mannerisms, and self-identities, we are all humans. Nevertheless, discrimination still existed. Some of us single out one group of people and segregate, humiliate, and torture them. I say it still exists, although not to the extent it did in the past, because there are some terrible things that humans could never let go of, either to hide their own sins or make themselves feel superior.

There are also those who try to get along with other people out of kindness and whatnot. However, a small percentage of those people's actions are truly genuine. And the ones who accept that kindness and return the companionship, be it genuine or not, do it to fit in most of the time. And I hated that. I hated how unauthentic those connections were. That is why I strayed from the ideologies society set in.

The normies in Sobu High, the educational faculty I've been a part of for more than over a year now, were the perfect examples of what I disagreed with. Especially a certain blonde bastard and his clique. I can observe and infer that something was eating away at him. And that something was the fact that he had to fit into society. He couldn't be himself in front of those who admire him for his fake "nice guy" act. He couldn't abandon that persona because he was afraid. Afraid of getting the shorter end of the stick in his life. Afraid of receiving all of the negative words and stares like I have been in my entire life.

Even some of his friends know that fact and still couldn't do anything, especially that four-eyed Fujoshi and the Fire Queen. Even still, they refuse to change the status quo. The most recent example was that whole dating fiasco at the Kyoto Trip. Those normies were afraid to disrupt the flow they had going on between them and came to our club for a solution. And of course, Yuigahama and Yukinoshita were very upset about the fact that I took the blow to solve their problem.

Why do they care? I'm just a loner. My worth wasn't much out there. It wouldn't matter if I took in all the burden to make sure that their request was fulfilled. It was the quickest and most efficient way. Why was my method so despised by those two? Can't they comprehend the fact that I like to finish my tasks as fast as possible?

That was a lie. Who was I kidding? That wasn't the only reason as to why I do things the way I do. There was a selfish part of me that wanted to make myself feel better. And this was the only way I knew how to. And I hate it. I hate that this desire exists within me. But it was the unfortunate truth.

The part of humanity that's always been showered with the brightness of the light is hesitant to admit that there are those who have been grasped by the darkness for too long in the same world they exist in. Humanity will always be that way. There will always be ones who take the brunt force of the reality while the others are pleasuring themselves with all of the positive outcomes this world has to offer. The only way to bring all of humanity together in my opinion, which has a very very slight possibility while having even less probability, is the existence of a common foe that is not human.

Ah, I should stop that line of thought unless I want to return to my embarrassing and cringy Chuunibyou days. That is something I absolutely want to avoid.

"Senpai! Are you even listening to me?" I looked to my left, where the voice demanded my attention from. It belonged to none other than the Student Council President herself, Iroha Isshiki.

"Sorry, your senpai was in deep thought right now," I received a pout in the form of a response.

"Tell me then!" she demanded again. I sighed at her insistence.

"I'm not in the mood to do that. Plus you would probably call me creepy, weird, or gross if I did," her eyes widened in shock.

"Wow! I never knew Senpai could read minds!" this cheeky little brat!

"Haha, so funny," I gave a chuckle, as unenthusiastically as I could.

"Tell me Isshiki," I started a new conversation, which definitely got her attention. I could see how attentive the Sly Fox's eyes became after my statement.

"How would you feel if Hayama rejected you?" my question made her stance rigid.

"Oh, I would be very sad. I'll cry a lot too. In fact, I'm kinda sad right now because you brought up something like this. Hmph! Stupid Senpai!" she grabbed the heavy bags from my hands, which I internally thank her for, and began walking ahead of me at a much faster pace. I still hung around for a couple of minutes to make sure she was home safely. Curse you, my 'Onii-chan' instincts!

The gravity of earth wasn't holding anything back against my tired arms. Isshiki bought a lot of things from the store. Also, the hunger I've been suffering from since the end of the school day has been making itself at home in my stomach. It was already late and dark on this chilly night at Chiba. The street was empty save for the few cars that wheezed through once in every couple of minutes. The occasional breeze that passed by me made my arms and lips shiver. I should get home quickly unless I want to catch a cold. Matter of fact, maybe I can do that in order to skip out on Service Club and Isshiki's sneaky requests. But if I do that, Komachi might get sad, so that's not happening anytime soon.

Even at home, the atmosphere was probably way colder than it was out there. My sweet little sister was giving me the cold shoulder for the past few days. I knew why and yet I haven't done anything to resolve it. I'm the worst brother that the world has to offer out there, aren't I?

I was brought out of my musing when I heard a few sniffles near me. I stopped my movement and turned my head towards the direction of Chiba Park, which was a little ahead to my right. There, I noticed the familiar blonde curls, clad in Sobu High's uniform for girls. Sitting on the bench and letting out her sadness. I grit my teeth in annoyance. I should just ignore her and keep my eyes on the ground. So why was I feeling hesitant to keep moving forward?

I took a deep breath before hardening my resolve and started walking again. All I have to do is ignore my surroundings and focus on my current goal, which is to get home as soon as I possibly can. That's all I have to do. Nothing too hard. Just focus on the warmth of the blanket on my bed. I even shut my eyelids to cancel out everything in the environment I was in.

"H-Hikio?" a weak voice called out.

Damn it! Why did I stop? Why aren't my feet willing to take steps? Why is it so hard to just focus on what I have to do right now? With an exasperated sigh, I motioned my head towards the location of the voice.

"Miura.." I said while making my tone as disinterested as I could.

"C-Can you sit here for a bit?" she requested. I nodded while walking inside the park and sitting on the opposite end of where Miura was sitting. I put my bag in between us and just kept silent. I waited for a bit before deciding to look at the girl who called me. Her eyes were red and puffy while tear stains marked themselves on her cheeks. Before she could start up a talk, I surprised her by doing it myself.

"I bet you either asked Hayama out and he rejected you or got indications that it will happen if you do try in the future," I blurted out. A gasp came out of her mouth after she heard my words. She then let out a few more sniffles before proceeding with a reply.

"I had a feeling that he wasn't going to accept my feelings. So I do whatever I can to give him hints. We're gonna graduate by next year and I didn't wanna wait any longer. I asked him to spend more time with me after school for the past month. Just the two of us. He just had that stupid smile on his face like he always does and went along with my demands. We did it so many times but I've spent enough time with our group of friends to at least have clues to how he's feeling. His sighs and bored wandering gazes around our environment didn't escape my eyes whenever I kept babbling about some pointless bullshit and he 'listened'. I knew it was useless but I still didn't give up," she paused to take a deep breath before moving on with her explanations.

"Hayato straight up told me today that he wasn't looking to be in a relationship currently. He said we should just stay friends and act as if nothing happened. I knew this was probably what would happen but it hurts so much! Still, a part of me held onto these expectations of him dating me. I couldn't let go of them without at least giving it a try! How can I just act like nothing happened with all of the efforts I put in towards my feelings?" She confirmed my theory.

"I'm not surprised. I knew this was coming. It just happened a lot sooner than I expected," I retorted. Her head made a sharp turn towards mine and we finally made eye contact. The look she gave me demanded an explanation for my previous statement so I continued.

"Hayama is someone who wants to keep everyone happy and avoid conflicts with anyone. That's why he will do whatever he can to make sure there is no tension between him and everyone he is acquainted with, even if it is a fake friendship or an unhealthy one. Adding onto that, he most likely will have no feelings for you whatsoever in the future. But maybe I could be wrong if he is willing to change his ways, which I don't see happening soon either. So instead of looking for pity and soothing words or even a second chance, you should give up on him and keep moving forward," I explained. Her eyes held a look of disbelief at my answer.

"W-What did you say?" she whispered.

"The group of friends that you have is all trying to fit into what Hayama, and to an extent, what the society desires. You guys can't be your true selves and be happy at once because you are afraid to make any changes to the status quo you have. To me, it would be better if you get rid of that since it's nothing but a facade that you guys and your clique are holding onto. Still, I applaud you for acting on your true feelings. But it is not healthy for you to hold onto them from now on while knowing the truth. You'll just end up suffering this whole time and when you realize that it is too late, the regrets will bite you back. Hayama will keep rejecting you over and over again. It's better if you let go of it right now," a snarl appeared on the blonde's face after I finished.

"How do you know that?! HUH!? THAT'S WHY YOU'VE ALWAYS BEEN ALONE! YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING BECAUSE YOU'VE NEVER HAD FRIENDS!" she yelled out. Her outburst stung me a bit but I made sure it didn't affect the look I had on my face.

"At least I'm not a hypocrite," I couldn't stop the sentence from coming out. Her eyes widened in shock.

"You wanted me to stop Tobe from asking Ebina out while you did the same thing. Doesn't that make you a hypocrite? Also, get this into your head. Hayama has been using you all this time. He's keeping you around to make sure that he doesn't get asked out all the time. You're just a defense mechanism for him. Nothing more, nothing le-" I couldn't finish my words.

THWACK!

My right cheek stung a lot after that. I looked at the hand that was responsible for it, which belonged to no one else but Miura. She was standing now, right in front of me. Tears flowed down her cheeks as she looked at me with disgust.

"This still doesn't change the fact that what I said was the truth," I continued.

"I GET IT, OKAY!? YOU DON'T HAVE TO TELL ME ANYMORE! I-I know but I still need time to reflect on my actions and feelings! You don't have to salt my wounds anymore to make me realize that! Why did I even bother talking to you? You don't and probably will never understand what I'm going through right now!" she shouted before stomping out of the park.

Alright, at least I managed to make her let out some of that frustration on me. Hopefully, she'll be able to think over my words with a calm mind. And also not pull any dangerous acts due to the emotions she currently held right now. I knew the feeling of rejection and I did feel kinda bad for her, so she's in the wrong for that. She had a pretty good life going on for her at the moment. Hopefully, she won't cling on to her imaginary hope of acceptance and prolonged infatuation for Hayama till it's too late to let go and have a fresh restart. I stretched my neck around and as I did, an object's view was caught by my eyes.

I realized that she dropped her purse while sprinting off. By the time I reach the next intersecting street, I should be able to reach her. I decided to give it back or she might accuse me of theft when we run into each other again. I grabbed the purse and pursued her quickly. After a little under a minute of speeding ahead, I came to a stop and noticed the Fire Queen, who was unaware of my presence, still stomping on the road as she was crossing it.

She was looking down on the ground while taking these hard steps. It seemed as if she was ignoring all of her surroundings at the moment. She was so focused on her inner anger and anguish that she failed to see the red light ahead and a vehicle's headlights showering the left side of her body in brightness. Also, the fact that a fast-approaching car was gonna drive through the road she was currently crossing. I noticed that it was a familiar-looking red Aston Martin, moving at a speed which will surely run over the blonde female.

'SHIT!'

My body yet again moved on its own. I began running to her with a speed that I never realized I possessed. Probably from biking every day to school and occasionally swimming, I figured. She finally noticed the grave danger she was in once the car honked at her. She looked to her left and fear took over her entire body. I could barely notice her eyes becoming the same size as a plate once her mind was back to reality. It was too late now. But at least I reached her and she was within my arm's length. With all of my strength, I could muster at that moment, I pushed the blonde out of the way. When I succeeded, I didn't even have enough time to let out a sigh of relief.

Instantly right after, my body took an immense flight. I landed on the ground, hard. I couldn't pinpoint the location but I inferred that it was at least in the middle of the crossing between the two roads. My entire body was in pain. It felt as if something was eating my back from the inside. My legs felt as if an unlimited amount of burning iron were attached all around the bones of my legs. My chest felt as if somebody was tying a knot in the middle of my lungs with my veins. So much pain that I couldn't describe it in any more words.

'IT HURTS! IT HURTS! IT HURTS!T HURTS! IT HURTS! IT HURTS!T HURTS! IT HURTS! IT HURTS!'

I coughed loudly and felt liquid flowing out of my mouth and dripping down my chin. It tasted like iron. Ah, I realized that it was blood. I also noticed the searing pain from my left eye, which was unable to view anything as of this moment. I also felt liquid dripping down my cheek under that eye as well. I was feeling very lightheaded. I tried to chuckle but the only thing my effort managed to do was extract more crimson liquid and release it through my parted lips that were attempting to gasp for breaths.

I guess traffic accidents took a special liking to me. I don't know why, but I feel like this is the last time I'll ever go through something like this. I started reflecting on the events that my lonely life went through.

I hope Komachi forgives her older brother for every time I hurt her or made her mad. That's the only thing I wanted at this moment. I couldn't care less for all the shit I went through from my childhood till now. I knew my parents favored my sister over me with the minuscule of free time they could manage, but it's okay. I understand. At least they took care of me. I can never pay them enough for bringing me into this world. I understand. I knew that most of the student body in Sobu hated me but it's okay, I understand that as well. It was my fault for that.

So why? Why am not only feeling pain physically but emotionally as well? Why couldn't I let go of the fact I used to desire genuine companionship from others? Why can't I stop thinking about these things at this moment? Why can't I stop the water that was flowing out of my eyes right now? Why can't I stop this feeling of envy that I was having right now? I should be happy, right? I know I couldn't find the genuine thing I was looking for, but now I don't have to deal with stupid conflicts and service requests anymore. Ah, I hope Yukinoshita and Yuigahama can excuse me for increasing their workload. I hope they'll miss me, even though we were not much more than acquaintances. It'll make me happy if they show up to my funeral.

I could hear faint voices calling out to me. They are getting quieter and quieter as time goes by. I was also getting very sleepy as well. I think that's what I'll do. Hopefully, it brings relief to my pained heart. As my right eyelid began closing, I noticed a western-looking blonde girl. She had nothing but blonde rags on her. She stretched her arm to me with a gentle smile. Was this perhaps an angel that arrived to collect my soul in my last pitiful moments? Oh, it comforts me that it wasn't a Grim Reaper that I had expected whenever I imagined my death. That was the last thing my vision viewed before darkness took over my mind.

Yumiko Miura's POV:

That stupid and gross Hikio!

Ughh!

I wanted to do more than slap him in the face! He doesn't have to rub the truth on me. I know what he said was the truth. I know… I know damnit!

Ahh…

I feel much more calmer than I did over the last couple of minutes, having vented my frustration on that worthless nobody. Actually, that is kinda messed up even by my standards. And I was the one who called him so I could talk to someone. Now that I reflect on the conversation we had, I realized that Hikio didn't really rile me up until the end.

I know what he pulled on Sagami were the headlines in our school for a while. With all the rumors and whatnot, it was impossible to NOT hear about how he made her cry and whatever. Even I believed in some of these rumors, like how he was a former delinquent and tried to keep a low profile with his loner status. And the incident at the roof merely showed that he couldn't stray from his roots. Once an asshole, always an asshole.

I can't believe I actually did believe some of these false accusations about him. Welp, I did until the Kyoto trip fiasco. I didn't want any that dumbass Tobe to actually ask Hina out. So I approached Hikio and warned him to not disrupt the current flow we had going in our clique. That was my main intention. But there is a smaller and selfish part of me that wanted to keep things going the way it was so it wouldn't affect my goal of winning Hayato's affections. Now that I think about it, it really disgusts me and I am ashamed of it. But I am a human, ya know?

So going back to the topic, my opinion on that gross loner changed when he prevented our group from having any awkward change of energy by asking Hina out himself. I was surprised at first and then I started comparing what he did then to what he did to Sagami. Did he actually damage his own reputation so that the Cultural Festival runs smoothly? Cuz that's what he exactly did with Hina and Tobe.

My opinion of him changed after the Kyoto trip. To me, he was just a foolish loner who had so little self-worth and self-confidence that he was willing to become a sacrificial pawn just so others can be happy. Like, that doesn't even make sense. Does he actually get off on being harmed, physically AND emotionally? Eww, gross!

But there was one thing that I was clear about regarding Hikio. It was the fact that you could rely on him during crucial times. He will be able to help you but at the cost of his own public image. Honestly, I kind of admired that about him. I don't think people will easily be able to do things the way he did. I definitely wouldn't!

So when I was by myself in that park, in my own little world suffering, I felt really lonely. I didn't tell Hina or Yui because what Hayato wanted was to keep things normal. If I go crying to them asking for comfort, they'll definitely know something is up. I felt really hopeless at the moment. Then out of the corner of my I, I see the loner walking down the sidewalk. At that moment, only two words ran in my mind. Hikio and reliable.

So I call out to him and vented my pent-up feelings through my speech. I was surprised he was even willing to listen. We didn't talk and he never had any obligation to even care about my suffering at that moment, but he did. Hikio then told me to not chase after Hayato unless I wanted to keep getting rejected and regretting ever wasting my time on that. Now that I think about it in a much more level-headed mind, Hikio was trying to make sure I didn't suffer right now or in the future.

I was so angry when he called me a hypocrite and stated that Hayato was only using me as a shield. I just slapped him and shouted to release the anger that I had been holding onto for a while now. I'm wondering, why did he do that? He didn't really need to salt my wounds, as I had worded it to him. Wait, if I was still angry right now, there was a chance that I probably would've done something that I definitely will regret later on, if I was even existing by then.

So… did that idiot actually make me get mad at him to make sure I was okay? Oh god, oh god! I was such a bitch! I said so many things that he didn't need to hear too! Shit! All he was trying to do was look out for my well-being and what did I do in return? That's right. I just lashed out at him with words deep enough to dig a deeper hole in his already low self-esteem.

I need to apologize to him tomorrow and thank him for his time. Maybe try to be his friend and try to fix his rotten outlook on life as an apology and thanks. For the first time since I walked out of the cafe where Hayato and I met up, I had a small smile on my face. Wait, where was my purse?!

Oh god! Did somebody steal it from me? I swear I had so much of my savings there! Such a pain in the ass! Ugh! Well, I'm too tired to look for it now in case I dropped it.

HONK!

I jumped up in surprise to see a car coming towards me. What the hell? And then I realized that I was in the middle of crossing the street. I didn't even pay attention to the lights. My entire body was frozen in utter terror. Terror of dying. Move, you stupid legs! Oh no! It's not slowing down anytime soon! Am I really dying here? Like this? Because I was careless?

'I DON'T WANNA DIE! I DON'T WANNA DIE! I DON'T WANNA DIE! I DON'T WANNA DIE! I DON'T WANNA DIE! I DON'T WANNA DIE!'

Before anything else could happen, I feel this force pushing me away, away from the face of death I was looking at just seconds ago.

THUD!

I felt some scratches on my hands but it wasn't painful at this moment. Not at all. Right by me, I saw the pink purse that was missing from my possession moments ago. Confusion took over my mind. I took a few seconds before looking towards where that sound came from. When my eyes landed in that direction, I saw that the red car wasn't moving. I looked a little ahead and my blood froze at the scene.

'H-Hikio?'

So much blood! It was pooling under his head! I could see the bone that snapped out of his leg! And the other one was bent in the wrong direction! I could see spasms taking over his body! I looked at the purse and then at the boy whose life was in danger. Once the realization set in, I emptied my guts.

"HIKIGAYA!" I finally heard a familiar voice yell out. It was Hiratsuka sensei. Her face was a visage of distraught. Her hands were trembling as ran towards his body from the car. I then notice another set of footsteps rushing towards the same location and yelling out his name. I recognized her too. She was Yukinoshita's older sister. She already had a phone out and calling for an ambulance in a frantic manner as her body trembled too.

Hikio… he just saved my life by risking his. W-What if he dies? If I didn't forget about my stupid purse, then he would be perfectly fine right now. He just took the blow of death that was meant for me. I… killed him. I just killed a person who wanted to look out for my well-being. First I insult him, then I slapped him, and now I just killed him too. Just because I was unhappy that Hayato didn't want to reciprocate my feelings. What kind of person am I?

I couldn't stop the pool of tears bursting out at that moment.

MISSION: ?, SURVIVE!

RACE: ELDIAN

OCCUPATION: 104TH TRAINING CORPS RECRUIT, 3RD AMONG THE NORTHERN DIVISION

AGE: 16

SECRET ABILITY ACQUIRED

Huh…

What in the world…

First of all, I am 17, so the age is off by one year. Second, what the hell is an Eldian? I've never heard of that in my entire existence. And lastly, I have finally left my Chunnibyou days! How many times do I have to remember about that disastrous period of my life?

I just had this terrifying nightmare. It felt too real to be one. I actually got run over by Hiratsuka sensei's Aston Martin? And that I died while seeing an angel take my soul? Damnit, woman! She definitely needs to have her license confiscated! Just because you're still single doesn't mean that you have to bulldoze over me like that! Fine, I guess I'll marry you after graduating from Sobu.

All those silly thoughts aside, I inwardly groaned for I have to go through another slow and tiring day at school. But I am up now anyway. It's still very weird that my sweet Komachi hasn't arrived to wake up her brother. I guess it is to be expecteddeep-frying since she was mad at me for the last few days. Please forgive your dear Onii-chan, Komachi! My heart can't bear this punishment any longer! Ah, I should probably cease that now, before I actually do start sounding like a siscon.

This wind was blowing by me with an immense speed! Did I somehow leave the window open by any chance? And why was my upper body moving back and forth? That is very weird. Wait… I feel like I'm sitting. Wasn't I supposed to be up from a too realistic nightmare right now? So why was I sitting currently?

I slowly parted my eyelids in confusion. The view that greeted me increased the confusion I had even further.

Why in the world are there so many people riding on horses? They all had the same outfit on as if they are a part of a military or something like that. Underneath the dark green cloak with an attached hood and a symbol in the back, I could see hints of a light brown and short jacket along with white pants. Also, their hip areas were strapped with some sort of device.

I observe myself and discovered that I was garbed in similar clothing. The device actually looked like it held blades from what I could infer. I also notice two unfamiliar badges patched into the shoulders of my light brown jacket. I was also riding on a horse.

What in the world was going on out here? Was I still dreaming? No… these sensations and atmosphere… it's far too convincing to be a dream. Just like that 'dream' I had earlier involving the traffic accident. I observe the others around me and notice the look of despair everyone has on their faces. Some were even crying while moving along. I look to my right and see this guy with messy auburn-colored hair, wailing his heart out. I look to the far left and see another tanned guy with his black hair being styled in a bowl cut. The common thing I noticed between everyone around me was the fact that they all looked to be Western. Even the skin exposed on my hand seemed to be a lot lighter than my actual skin tone.

Wait, I need to see ahead a bit to make sure my eyes were not playing around with me. Is that...a giant naked human? There's more, I realized. I keep moving the angle of my vision to the right to discover even more of these monsters, lined up in a row. And I see that each of them fall and steam release from their bodies as a blur passes behind their necks every time. Then all way at the end of the row, straight ahead from my view, stood the largest of them all.

The humanoid ape-looking monster easily beat the others in height AND weight. The menacing grin it held on its face was could easily give me tons of nightmares just with a glance. What was even more terrifying was that it held a rock in its right hand and was already in a pitching stance like it was a baseball game. If these rocks come at us, there was no chance of survival. Absolutely none.

Suddenly I had trouble breathing. Now the details were becoming clear. How much pain I was in when I took the blow after pushing Miura away. How I begged for relief from the pain I felt at that moment. Only to be a lamb to the slaughter in a way worse circumstance. I guess the expression that I wore right now matched about everyone else around me.

In a last-ditch effort, I tried to steer the stupid horse away from its current course. My human instincts were kicking in, searching for any gap that provided survival for me. I knew it would be futile but I didn't wanna die. There was no more space left for all of us to go back. And even if I did turn around, I still wouldn't be safe from those rocks coming at inhumane speed. I didn't wanna go through any more pain as I did before.

'PLEASE! NOT AGAIN! IT'S TOO MUCH! I DON'T WANNA GO THROUGH ANYTHING SIMILAR LIKE THAT AGAIN!'

"MY SOLDIERS, RAGE! MY SOLDIERS, SCREAM! MY SOLDIERS, FIGHHHHHTTTT!" a commanding yell ordered from the front to the rest of us.

Shut it! I don't want this! Go to hell with your motivation!

Oh god, oh no! That ape bastard just threw a handful of huge rocks in our direction! It's blitzing right at us! I can see some of the soldiers and horses being skewered with these! It was raining crimson right in front of me! Am I gonna join them? Please no! Someone help me! No matter how much I am screaming out in desperation, my fate has been sealed!

A small rock lodged itself right into my left eye, like a slab being forced into a hole to completely cover it. Before I could even register what just happened, my head felt as if it was pulled back by some force. More like being pushed back by something rough and hard. It blinded my vision. However, it didn't stop the searing pain I felt around my throat area. It was as if someone was deep-frying the bottom portion of my neck with the highest heat possible. I could also feel something spraying out of the bottom of my neck. I knew what it was but I didn't want to think about that.

Finally, the reality that I was in was cut off.

I was panting. My breaths were really deep. It was getting tougher for me to exhale and inhale. I could still remember how it felt when I was decapitated in my nightmare. As soon as I was reminded of that, I was emptying the contents of my stomach. A familiar wind passed by me as I was rocked back and forth while sitting. After realizing what was happening, dread didn't waste its time to manifest in me.

I hesitantly opened my eyes to confirm my theory. A choked sob escaped my throat when I saw a scene that has already sketched itself in my mind permanently.

'No, no no no No NO NO NOOOOOO! What the hell is going on?! Wake up already, damnit! What did I do to deserve this! I don't wanna die!'

Hello readers! I hope you guys are having an amazing day! This is the first time I'm writing an Oregairu and AOT fic so I was kinda nervous during the process of writing the story. I think it's also the first time a crossover between these two are being posted in my knowledge, so that is kinda exciting.

Whenever I write fics, I usually do it on impulse. Improv writing also one of the things I use all the time. But this is the first time where I actually planned the entire introduction. I've had this idea for the last couple of weeks but I was just stuck on how I could connect the two verses.

Please feel free to correct any mistakes I have in here or if the characters are being OOC. I did my best to keep them in character. Miura was definitely the toughest one to write here.

For those of you who are Re:Zero fans, no Hachiman's ability is a lot more different than Subaru's.

Otherwise, hope you enjoyed the introduction! Stay safe and take care!