"Meteor city..I've never seen this place. This isn't going to go well is it?" A4KVV3 asked themself as they walked through the dimly lit streets of the run down city. They looked around as many figures shifted in the shadows, seemingly circling them. "This can't be good. But everything I learned was, I guess, selective."
A4KVV3 kept walking as they wrapped their arms around them to keep warm from the cold that engulfed them through their thin clothes. Whispers could be heard from the shadows, though someone in particular saw potential in the tiny thing yet many stared, not at the main body but what was on their back.
"They look at me like I'm the monster..." A4KVV3 thought as they continued to wander through the small city of lowlifes, never given the chance to be something more than what they were born to be. Suddenly someone tapped them on the shoulder and A4KVV3 jumped, slowly turning around like those horror movies they've heard so much about. Pop culture was obviously very important to the creator.
"I'm sorry Miss, I had no intention of scaring you." The tall man; who was quite handsome with his black slightly messy hair and beautiful eyes, spoke smoothly as he slung his suit jacket around the person. "I notice you were wearing a bodysuit, it looks quite thin and I couldn't just stand by as you wandered showing your privates to everyone."
Their eyes widened at the realization their clothing was almost completely sheer. "O-Oh thank you so much." They muttered as they further wrapped the coat around themself. The man guided the person to a small coffee shop. The one place in the city that was remotely decent.
"Oh I never introduced myself, I am Chrollo Lucifer and who might you be?"
"A4KVV3." They answered almost robotically, as if it was their cue.
"How odd." He lightly chuckled, looking at the person with a warm aura. "I can tell; you truly aren't joking. Well then we'll just have to give you a name. Ah I've found the perfect name." Chrollo spoke as he looked at a small flower shop that had been abandoned for years.
"You will be (Y/N)."
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342 words! ISH!
Now I promise you will meet Feitan next chapter. Theres just so much I have planned and I just lied in the first chapter. Whoops
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