The name's Adrien Agreste, and i'm now nineteen.
If you're there, reading this, you must already know me in your reality. So, i don't need to introduce my other self, Chat Noir, the hero of Paris. You must also know Ladybug, right ? We've always worked together to make Paris hypothetically safer. They even created a web serie about the two of us in your world, in fact that's probably because of it that you know us.
Please forgive my poor english by the way, you already know that i'm french and English isn't an easy language to learn.
Oh, i almost forgot. You thought we were only cartoons, the equivalent of the korean Totally Spies ? Well, you're wrong, and get that in your head. We do exist in our own reality, aware that you exist but invisible at your eyes.
Can I keep going now ? Good.
In the cartoon you know, Paris looks like the capital of pink and bad butterflies. That's really cute but our reality is way more different. You'll notice that soon obviously if you read my version of the story.
Like i said at the beginning, i'm nineteen this year. A bit old on the corner, that's right. At least if the cartoon didn't lie about something, it is that we began our "quest" when we were fourteen. We were young and dumb and hopefully the Hawk Moth was too, otherwise we wouldn't have survived more than two weeks. Oh also, his goal isn't the steal our Miraculous as you could think, on the contrary : he wishes to kill us radically and he wants to destroy all the miraculous to become the most powerful and greedy man in the world. He does not want any competition, and i insist on that. He's the kind of trash that our society creates, the kind of monster coming right from the abyss of the world. Afterall, if you gave a poor and clueless employee the power to become the most feared man in the world, we all doubt he would hesitate a single second -if only to make his boss eat toilet paper by the ass-. In my opinion, that's Hawk Moth's situation.
In our reality, we have multiple Miraculous to defend Paris. Most of the time we alternate our working days in pairs : with Ladybug I protect the city the first half of the week, while Rena Rouge and Magma Doll take care of it the other half. You probably barely know those two, since they rarely appear in your version of the story. Rena Rouge joined our team almost a year after we received our first Miraculous, Ladybug and I. She was only supposed to help us once in a while in extreme cases where our lives were really in danger. Then, the more time passed, the more the threaten became daily. We needed more teammates, and she was first on our list. Her power is obviously to create illusions since she owns the Fox Miraculous, and she is doing great with it. She helped us more than once to get away with her sleights of hand.
Magma Doll joined the team at about the same time as Rena Rouge. You have never heard of him, and that's normal. He owns the Dragon Miraculous and his powers are rather interesting when we're stuck in a fight : he has the ability to fly and carry people on his back when he spreads hidden wings in his costume, and his special capacity is to cross walls and objects, becoming intangible until it breaks down after five minutes.
Well, that's all I had to say about this story, at least for you to understand my adventure. The real adventure, I mean. Here, give up all your ideals of pretty black butterflies that will turn people into badass villains. The real akumas are hideous and have an unbearable smell : this is what happens when you turn a Miraculous from the right path. What you call "super-villains" are actually killing machines here, and it often happens for us to be badly hurt. It has now became our daily life for five years now. We had to juggle our studies, our family, and our "other" life. Would you manage to justify a gunshot injury to your parents? We don't. Our family situations exploded because of our secrets and our absences, as well as our school results. We're all a bit lost, and the only ones we can count on when things go wrong are ourselves.
Soon, the dream of being a superhero has become a heavy curse. Every single day with no exception, we dream of finally killing the Hawk Moth. Is it really moral to wish someone's death when our role is to save people ? In fact, the moral or the immoral no longer makes sense. In this war, it's him or us and that's all.
Now I think I can start my story. So be prepared, because if you already don't like what you just read you should leave from here right now and never come back. This story is not made for you.