If you had a chance to command a fleet, which faction would you choose?

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Hm, that's interesting then. Good taste.

Now, which Kansens would you choose to command more personally, as in, which would you wish to oath or get closer with?

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That's...something, I guess.

Anyways, these questions won't really matter in the long run, as those were to make you think what your choices would've been in that type of scenario.

This Fic will try to tap into a side I've been itching to do for a while.

It will be quick to the point since I never liked doing prologues, but I feel it will be necessary for this.

Anyways, onto the fic.


It was a calm Sunday night, very early in the morning where everybody was mostly asleep, preparing for their daily grind. But, like anyone, there were some who were still wide awake and doing another type of grind. One of them would be me.

"Fucking finally!" I shout in victory, sitting upright, as I looked at my phone full of happiness and pride just as I finished up my last PR Ship, leaving me with all 6 Kansens from the first season now in my dock. Now, that's not exactly why I'm so excited, It was only because I had finished collecting every ship.

"Helllll yeah!" I whispered with a small chuckle realizing how late it was, worried I would've awoken my parents. Late, in this case, being 3 in the morning. I waited for a minute, and hearing no movement in the house, I sighed in relief before moving over to the Fleet Tech tab and looking at my hard work, smiling widely like a dumbass, before taking a screenshot and sending it over to one my buddies also playing the game, almost getting a response instantly in return.

'You have no life m8,' He teased making me shake my head, still, with a smile.

'Suck it lmao,' I say back before switching back to the app.

Humming a small rapid tune, I switched to the Docks tab and shifted up and down the list repeatedly as I looked at all the hundreds of ships I currently owned. Hell, I felt proud as fuck, knowing I just unlocked every Kansen available on the servers at this moment. Who wouldn't be? Kicking my feet in happiness, I got up from my bed and walked over to the light switch, deciding now would be a good time to get some sleep.

"I mean…" I begin, talking to myself as I reached the light, looking to the side, "You did already stay up to 3 in the damn morning hehe." I shake my head as I flipped the switch down, the only light illuminating the room going dark and basking me in the darkness. The only light now came from the little screen of my phone.

Jumping in bed again, I shuffled around the covers, extra blankets and pillows, before finding a suitable position to lay in. That was laying sideways with one hand weakly propping my phone up. Though I did stay on the game, the very main screen, where you look at your secretary, for another couple minutes. But even I found my eyes slightly drooping ever so slightly as the seconds passed by.

My secretary, Ark Royal in her Guardian of The Ball skin, assured me of something I couldn't coherently understand and comprehend, but still knew what she said, having memorized most of her lines in tone. Ark...you dork. I say back in my head as I started to embrace the droozy feeling.

Though, as I did, Ark shifted around in a pattern I have yet to see, what she did say and do after grabbed my attention. Mind you, my volume was at a bare very minimum.

"Commander, I have a question," she begins in a soft and perfect English accent, all while looking at me with a serious expression, her voice louder than what my volume was set at. Eyes half-lidded and with my brain essentially off, I only hummed lowly and quietly. She chuckled lowly, causing me to smile just in reaction, almost as if she knew I wasn't in any position to be questioned.

"Would you like to command a fleet?" She asked softly, gaining a small smile as she left her usual spot and approached the screen. It took me a full minute before I answered, yet, Ark still patiently looked at me, blinking every now and then.

"...Yeah..." I mumbled out.

Ark nodded her head just after my response with closed eyes before speaking. "I see your true desire, my Commander. Your wish is my command, I hope we can meet in the near future, as allies, or enemies." Nodding her head again, she stepped back into her usual spot and reverted back to her usual cycle of animations. Though, her eyes stayed lock with mine, her smile never dropping.

I could only smile dumbly as I powered off my phone and truly fell asleep.

But...this only the beginning of where my troubles began.


Kick

Why...Why does it feel like someone is…

Kick

...is kicking me?

Kick

"Oi, Commander, wake up! You can't take over the world if you're just sleepin' the whole day, duh!~"

Kick

Wait.

The Human, now titled The Commander, slowly opened his eyes and found himself looking at a pair of blurry, metal, pillars. He currently laid on his side, his arm just mere inches away from one of the pillars made out of black metal with certain pieces glowing a yellow hue. His eyes narrowed and focused back and forth as his brain found it hard to describe what he saw. His hand slowly reached out and grabbed the metal, but instead of expecting coldness, it felt oddly warm and welcoming. Eventually, his head craned a little to the side to look up as he heard distant, but close, chatter.

Evidently, he found himself looking at under someone's skirt and directly looking at their underwear, the rest of their skin pale, almost as if the person had never felt the rays of the sun. His eyes widened as he realized the two metal pillars were actually someone's feet and legs encased in armor. The foot rose into the air and began another trip down to kick him but then it froze, a gasp filling his ears.

"Ah, you're awak- Hey~ No peeking~." The owner of the panties closed their legs and even the view with their skirt.

Following this new set of words, he looked a little bit more up and found out who the owner of the panties was. His mind quickly caught up in speed as a sense of dread and surprise set in.

She smiled toothly at his expression, giggling at his face of surprise, horror, disbelief, on the Commanders face. She bent down with her one hand holding her skirt, and the other booping his nose, making him flinch. "You're the Commander The Creator sent us, aren't ya?" She asked cheerily as the Commander said nothing back as his mind raced at who he seeing "Well c'mon! Get up now!.

The Commander? The Creator? The Creator!?

Long pale white hair, crazy bright yellow eyes, small skimpy clothes, and a bastard smile to boot, he was sure he knew who she was.

He was currently looking into the eyes of an enemy ruggedly fought in Azur Lane, ones that would test the Kansen and Humanity for reasons unknown.

The 'Commander', once a Human boy lying on his bed, now stared into the eyes of a Siren as she giggled again in response, outstretching her hand out to him. At the same time, an orchestra of cheering and clapping came from his sides, yet all he did was look at the Siren in front of him.

"Come, my Commander, the real nightmare is about to begin."

Fin


AN:

Stopping it here.

I'm tellin ya, this is only a small test. Plus, I got a bigger project going on in the crossover section that I still need to finish.

I will more than almost guarantee that I will continue this in the near future. I just want to see how people react when they see this as I've been wanting to do a fic related mainly to the Sirens with other aspects that I shall keep secret for now.

See y'all on the flipside.

PLEASE READ THIS: FANFIC HAS GLITCHED OUT AND MADE THE MOST RECENT CHAPTER INVISIBLE. THIS HAS BEEN HAPPENING TO OTHER STORIES ON THIS PLATFORM. IT SHOULD BE RESOLVED SOON, BUT I HAVE HARD ESTIMATION, SO APOLOGIES IF YOU CANNOT SEE THE MOST RECENT WORK.