Those events kept replaying in her head repeatedly, it scared her. It was dark, yet the smell of rotting flesh etched into her brain forever.

She awoke in a hospital, and her eyes were greeted by the white ceiling above her. Fatigue was all she could feel in her body, but a high pitched scream made her forget it for a moment. She sat up immediately and looked to her side - her own younger twin sister crying over her. "M-Maya…!" In one movement, she was embraced tightly out of love and relief. "Kira… You're alright…" Was all Maya could let out. It was a reunion she yearned for, and both were in tears as they held each other close.

"Sorry to ruin your wonderful reunion, but I've got things to say here."

Both twins looked at the old… short lady with wavy pink hair.

"Are you one of those people on kung-Fu panda?"

WACK

"OW! Migraine, migraine!"

The old lady was amused.

Her own sister slapped the back of her head. "She's our grandma! Real, blood-related grandma! She took care of me when you were gone!"

Maya's eyes almost gave out.

"WHAT?!"

Those bad memories started almost ten years ago. I found myself in a hospital when I was nine, and I was awoken by my sister's eyes… and apparently grandmother. Many things have happened as time went by. Regrets, self-deprecation, murders, and death. Same old, same old. But at least I didn't experience those nighttime terrors anymore. I had real wooden floors to wake up to, two family members at my side, and good food. Sorta.

I learned from my grandmother that my real parents died in a scuffle with North Korean soldiers (apparently that's still a thing in this godawful apocalyptic present, aren't they scared of… you know? Dying from Aragami?), and of course, I was sad about that. But Kira however, had moved on from that depressing fact and dedicated her life into caring too much for me. Not that I don't like the attention -

Okay, I don't like it.

I don't want her to dedicate her whole self to make sure I'm comfortable.

She needs a better hobby, than force herself to compromise her likes to my dislikes. Be a Broadway singer? An iron chef (Her cooking is God. Mine is atrocious. Period.)? Hell, get a boyfriend? I honestly don't know. Shouldn't she have found something better in our school?

Yes, there's still some places that continue to strive as educational establishments. The both of us are in our final year in high school. God eaters aren't the only ones with a job here. There are still teachers, lawyers, bakers and more – just not a lot. Well, probably not in Japan.

Now, you may or may not have thought of this but why the hell do I talk about Japan AND Korea?

Well I'm both!

…

That's not how I should word it.

I mean I'm HALF Korean, HALF Japanese. My father's Korean, but mom didn't take his last name, nope, it was the other way around! Weird, huh. I would say fucked up but I can't judge how they loved each other, can I?

Now, in my memories, before we ever knew our parents, we were taken care of an Interpol agent. When we were kids, I honestly never knew what that meant, but later on I knew. Fishy secretive stuff with the government internationally. I don't know what made her think we were supposed to be within the international police's gamble of secrets, but I do know how we were found by her.

Long story short, mother dearest flowed us down the Han River. HAN River. In a basket. This was during the scuffle. And noona was surveying the area, investigating about the South and North Korean conflict that time. There she found us in a basket. Flowing down a river. With only two ruby pendants wrapped around our baby bellies.

Carved at the back of the pendants were Myong-hee Asakura and Kyung-ha Asakura. In Hangul.

'Maya' and 'Kira' were nicknames made by her, by the way. As you can see, the only connection to the full names is the first letter. Seriously. We liked it better than being called than our full Korean first names, as it sounded as if we were being reprimanded. I didn't mind when my old kindergarten friends called us by those names, though.

I still think of her nowadays, and I still blame myself for what has happened back then. Not that I could say I'm sorry physically, well 'cause she's dead.

Wow, now that was depressing! Okay, next info about myself.

To tell you the truth, I don't live in the Far East Branch. I live outside of it. Well, in another place yeah. Guarded by our own city Aragami walls.

Grandma's house isn't exactly what you imagine when you think, "Grandma's house!" Nope. It's a temple. A big, big temple. Older than me and Kira. And what does she do? She's looking for a student to pass her powers to! And it couldn't be us, her grandchildren. I'm not angry with that, though.

"Do you want your own guts to spill out when you suck in my old ass spirit energy, when you already have so much in your body it's locked inside of it? Stupid asses…" She would say.

Well she did find a student. A guy who was a year younger than us. At first he was a brat, dragging my sister and me into affairs that I did not want to involve myself into, but we got along later on. Now that's a story to tell another time.

Oooh, and here's a next shocker about our location.

I got a letter.

…

Okay you might ask, "Isn't that normal despite the apocalyptic era you live in, Maya?"

Not until you see where the hell it came from!

"From… Fenrir. Far East Branch… what the…? Signed by Director Johannes von Schicksal - who the fuck," I read aloud in confusion as I saw the address. Do you get me now? Why would Fenrir send a letter to a potentially dangerous route, located in such a far distance outside Fenrir that isn't a well-known? "Wait, what?!" Kira roughly shoved to my side, making me yelp in surprise in pain, and grasped the paper out of my hands. She continued reading it loudly, double-taking at the words and almost choking. All of a sudden she paused for such a long time. "What, what?!" I asked desperately. She looked pale all of a sudden.

"You've been scouted as a potential god eater and join their ranks to defend humanity from Aragami."

"I… what?"

Was this real?

"That's great, Kira! I'll be able to give you and grandma a share of payment that I've earned from that! We don't need to depend on grandma's tournament money so she wouldn't get a heart attack from all the stress! Everything's going to be fi-"

"-Not it's not fine!"

An angry silence. I stayed frozen, a confused grin on my face as I looked at my twin in worry. "Hah?" "They're going to put you in danger! I know you know how to fight, and so do I! But there are thousands of those… things! Who knows, maybe you'll get eaten alive! You and I may still have the blood of some reincarnated shit they say of years before, but you're still human. You can die any time. I don't get why they picked you alone, but you can't go!"

"Kira, calm down! Think this through! I'm doing this because I want to. I'm doing this because it's for you guys, not me." I try to explain, yet my patience was wearing thin.

She shook her head furiously. "Then let me do it! You've suffered enough from those damned assholes! Remember those monsters that tried to make you into some godawful, Aragami killing machine?! Who knows some of them still exist, and they might try again! We stopped involving ourselves with bloodshed a few years back because we want a normal life. We can't risk your mental instability with this –"

I snapped.

"—You know that yours is worse than mine, so don't talk about it! Don't… don't even suggest that you'd change places with me, goddamnit! It's not right!"

"M-Maya…

And then I saw it. Her tears flowing down her face. I understood completely. "Kira. I know you're going to worry, but I'll be alright. I… I have confidence in this. Please… concentrate your own worries somewhere else." She flinched at my slight harsh statement. "I need a move-on, too. You should know… We can't really escape all this blood and gore. I mean, look how fucked up the outside world is at this present." I tried to breathe out a joke, yet it was pointless. I felt like crying too, but I shouldn't. Not in front of her when I have to be strong. Stupid older sibling stigma, am I right?

Fighting before, huh. It's not something I'd tell others and I'd rather not say a full explanation by what she meant. I'll disclose this one thing to you.

I've killed.

Not a lot know this, but I did. Grandma has as well. And I dragged my own sister to that mess, unforgivingly. Were it people? Animals? Plants? Aragami? I'm not sharing that. Not now. All I want to do is keep her from the dark. It doesn't suit her. She should be happy without a care in the world with grandma.

Kira lifted her hand, and I was going to think that she was about to slap me. Until she held my hand and leaned on my shoulder. I felt her tears seep into my shirt, and I could not bring myself to push her away this time. Of course, two fifteen year old twins who depended on each other the most. I couldn't fault her for this.

"Just… just be safe alright?" She sniffled out finally. I let out a small scoff. "You took the words right outta my mouth, sister."

"… You're a killjoy, you know that?"

"As if you aren't. I was doing the family a favor."

"Asshole."

"Ass-kisser."

"She-male."

"Dickbutt."

"Pisslord"

"Cock-"

"Could you please shut your traps in there?!"

Both me and Kira looked at our grandma in the corridor. She had just came from her own room while holding a teapot in hand. "I don't know grandma, but couldn't you have just walked continuously out of your room to get more tea instead?" I just squinted at the empty teapot until she noticed. Grandma rolled her eyes. "Oh please, for the love of who-knows-what, I OWN this place. I do what I want here." As she was walking past us, I just looked at my sibling's eye, and she just shrugged at me.

"Leave her be. We don't know what's going on in her head anyway."

"Have you started rubbing off of my pupil, the two of you?"

"No, we rubbed off of you." I replied cheekily. The old pink haired lady let out a loud "HAH!" and ignored us.

…

"Wait, did you tell her already?"

"Oh. OH- WAIT, GRANDMA, COME BACK I'VE GOT NEWS-!"

"- I'M NOT DEAF! I HEARD EVERYTHING BEFORE I OPENED THE GODDAMNED DOOR!"

I grinned nervously. "Does that mean you approve- gah, OW, HOT!"

"Maya!"

She threw a fucking used teabag on my face.

I guess it's a yes?

A/N: HELLO HELLO AND HERE WE HAVE THE SECOND CHAPTER DOO DOO DO ODOOO OO OO ok so you can see here the crossover bit. Explanations, explanations! Quite weird, but it's better than the original story. I'm sure when I make the next chapter, Soma's going to make an appearance. I just needed to add another chapter about her life. If you know YYH, you definitely know who the pink haired lady and her pupil are *eye emoji* oh well, thanks for your effort in reading! If you'd like, do leave a review! It helps me make my stories!