Author's Note: I'd just like to start by giving thanks to the authors of my favorite self-insert stories of Mass Effect; GIRLIKESTACOS, claihm solais, VanguardThorne, you guys rule! I decided to dedicate this self-insert to them (especially GIRLIKESTACOS). Secondly, I'm aware that the beginning can be slow to get into the ME universe, but trust me, it will get there, so please bear with me.
Also, I have decided to do a bit of editing for this chapter. To those of you who have read this before, you'll know it when you see it.
Finally, I would just like to say that I DO NOT OWN MASS EFFECT! As much as I would like to, it is the property of Bioware.
(P.S., to those who don't wish to spoil the stories that take place before this, READ NO FURTHER! If you do, then that's simply your choice.)
And now, without further delay, let us begin…
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(An image of the Sun- the Sun of the Sol System- fades into existence, several areas of the planet lit up in flames. A titanic, mechanical figure is beginning to fall down to the burning star, catching fire as it enters the gravitational pull)
They say that in space, no one can hear you scream.
Well, they can sure hear you when you're in a room on a space structure. Especially one that is currently on a collision course with the Sun.
And I'm smack dab in the middle of it.
(Inside the mechanical titan, the floor of the control room- massive in size, yet shattered in many areas- is strewn with the bloodied, beaten and broken figures of two men. One is wearing dark clothes and armor, lying face down on the ground in a pool of his own blood. The other is a person with much lighter clothing and armor, and is missing his left arm. Both figures are bleeding profusely, only the latter figure remaining conscious- or alive, for that matter- through sheer willpower)
The guy that's still (barely) conscious? That's me. The reason I'm like this, is because of the other guy I'm with is someone I was fighting against. The closest thing to a God of destruction. Obviously, he and I fought.
Which lead- again, obviously- to the state I'm in right now.
And in the state I'm in right now, I know I'm about to die.
Funny thing is, though...I'm okay with that. Maybe its because of the events in my life. I mean, I've garnered a lot of titles over the years.
Superhero.
Freelancer.
Soldier.
Godslayer.
Huntsman.
Spy.
X-Man.
Protector.
Official Autobot.
The First Human Prime.
Wizard Saint.
War Hero.
Soul Reaper.
Revolutionary.
Savior.
The Second Split Avatar.
Messiah.
Ranger.
Lover.
Husband.
Father...
Yeah, out of all of those titles, I'd say- without a doubt- that the last two are the ones I'm most proud of. Even as I fall to my certain doom, too tired to even move a finger, I wonder if I would've really been a good father if I had more time to see them grow.
But if there were any indication, I like to think that I probably would've done great.
Well, it looks like my time's almost here. And if I really am going to die, at least the last thing I think about is the people that matter to me the most. As well as the look on that arrogant fuck's face as he got his pretentious ass kicked.
Priceless.
(From the figure's perspective, the world around him is becoming darker and darker by the second as flames continue to lick the viewing port of the room. His eyes becoming heavy, a telltale sign that he isn't long for this realm)
Now, they also say that before you die, your life flashes before your eyes. This seems to be the case. However, what they don't say is that for things you don't want to particularly focus on, those parts just pass you by. But my attention goes to one memory in particular. From there, my entire journey in this new world plays out. From there, the story unfolds.
AMALGAVERSE EFFECT
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Yeah, I know, this was short. However, this was only meant to be the prologue. The story begins next chapter. And again, I know it starts off slow, but I hope you'll enjoy it.
To those of you who have read my other stories, then you figured out that this story chronologically takes place after all of them (as well as those that I haven't done yet), so this should give you a good idea as to what I've been doing up until this point. However, those stories serve as prequels to THIS story, just to let you know.
Anyway, please leave a comment or review. NO FLAMES!