Prologue

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Read before actually reading book: The story is in Parasoul's POV, not the reader. Even though it's an X Reader. Why, I never see X Reader's in the POV of the canon characters-
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Oct 14, 1947

Is it possible, I wonder, for a man to truly change? Or do character and habit form the immovable boundaries of our lives?
It is mid-October 1947, and I ponder these questions as I watch a moth flail wildly against the porch light. I'm alone outside. They, my military colleagues, is sleeping inside and they didn't stir when I slipped out of bed. It is late; midnight has come and gone, and there's a crispness in the air that
holds the promise of an early winter. I'm wearing that heavy cotton uniform, and though I imagined it would be
thick enough to keep the chill at bay, I notice that my hands are trembling before I bury them in my pockets. Above me, the stars are specks of silver paint on a
charcoal canvas. I see Orion and the Pleiades, Ursa Major and Corona Borealis, and think I should be inspired by the realization that I'm not only looking at the stars, but staring into the past as well. Constellations shine with light that was emitted aeons ago, and I
wait for something to come to me, words that a poet might use to illuminate
life's mysteries.

But there is nothing.
This doesn't surprise me. I've never considered myself a sentimental woman, and if
you asked my superiors, I'm sure they would agree. I do not lose myself in films or plays, I've never been a dreamer, and if I aspire to any form of mastery at all, it is one defined by rules of the Internal Revenue Service
and codified by law. For the most part, my days and years as an Black Egret and ruler of Canopy have been spent in the Military of those preparing for their own deaths, and I suppose that some might say that my life is less meaningful because of this. But even if they're right,
what can I do? I make no excuses for myself, nor have I ever, and by the end of
my story, I hope you'll view this quirk of my character with a forgiving eye.

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Authors note: I will DEFINITELY add more, but I'm in the middle of a rp and it's 4 am-
so cya, suckers!

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