Leviathan: A Persona 5 Goro Akechi x Amamiya Ren Original

A Prologue

(I've made it to 200 followers, and I can't possibly thank you all enough for reading, commenting, voting and following. I've been wanting to surprise you with something in light of this milestone, and a sudden story idea has come to me that I thought would be fun to explore.

So, here is a prologue. It's vague, but it gives us all enough of an idea. This story would be ofcourse a Shuake fic, and Akechi would be starring in it :")

But, as I'm constantly trying new things, this will also be rated R as it'll be heavily mature. Lots of intense situations in this one.

Read up this prologue and let me know what you think. If there's some interest, I'll continue to publish :") (this new story won't affect my Scramble fic publishing, so no worries on that!)

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It was the sound of blood; so rampant with suppressed life force that each droplet fell hard into the calm, black waters; resounding waves thick like molasses.

It was the only soundtrack to my nightmare.

I sat in the same old place, time after time, atop a throne of rusted iron and flames. Daggers and knives, all broken, tattered and fragmented, stuck out of each crevice like a seat of crucifixion.

I was damned here. All powerful, and all knowing.

But also forbidden. Every hero that sauntered my way was met with a vast sea of blood and sin. The waters were so deep and so murky, they would swallow you up before you took your second step; drowning the life from you the moment they touched your lips.

Swimming would get you nowhere. It was a sickly, disgusting sea of black and red.

And the hellfire that burned in the sky; a constant flux of burning asteroids setting over the sea like a storm of hell reigning down upon me.

It was merely a game of shooting targets. If you made it this far, you were either swallowed up by the water, or incinerated in fire. The torture you went through to get to this room was vast, but true. Agonizing trauma was the only reward you'd receive once you stepped foot in here.

A heavy sigh escaped my lips as I shifted in my throne of torture. I was the Ruler, so the haggard edges pierced my skin and kept me bleeding for my gilded position. This was the price.

But I didn't feel, and I didn't care.

I was bored, sitting within the middle of this sea, without a single toy to occupy my time.

I stood up and snapped my fingers, lighting the sky up in gasoline and fire. Shards of rock and metal came down in waves like a killing joke; acid rain with a mass of thousands of pounds of debris careening downwards to take out anyone that stumbled upon this wretched Treasure Room.

The Tricksters' flood, I guess you could call it.

Still, not a single entity wafted by. Yet in my boredom, all I longed for, was entertainment.

"I need a new companion..." If my voice could possibly be laced with anymore distortion and hatred, the melody of my words would form into razor blades and sear through my skin.

"......I guess it's time to start looking."

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(So we start off right out of the gate with a big revelation: Ren has a Palace, and it's by no means a calm, collected place at all.

Stay tuned! This is just the very tip of this iceberg :")

P.S: I'm sorry for dissapointing any who thought this would be Akechi's palace. It's absolutely an idea I will work on and make a fic out of in the future, but to experiment with some new ideas, I'm going to start with this fic and Ren's palace first :3. I hope you're excited! I totally am haha )