The Only Thing I Know (Kill La Kill x Male Reader) [NO LONGER BEING UPDATED]

Prolouge: With Friends Like These...

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Every kid dreams of their dream job when they grow up. Some kids want to be a doctor. Some kids, a police officer. Or maybe even a fire fighter. Regardless of the job, every kid aspires some sort of role in life, and I am no different. However, my "dream job" is more of an idea than a role. I've always wanted to help people, whether helping someone get home or simply giving someone money when they need it. I always tried to help fight the good fight, though I'm not really in a position to do so. See, I'm not the best at fighting, so I try to avoid it.

Oh yeah, I should probably introduce myself first! My name is (Y/n) (L/n). I'm just a dude struggling to get through life in this messed up world. I don't really consider myself as important in any kind of way. If I were in a story, I'd simply be a background character trying to live his life. The only skills I have is that'd I say I'm a pretty good judge of character and I'm good at coming up with solutions to problems. My life isn't that interesting, but the most interesting thing about me is the fact I've never met my parents.

I was told that when I was born my mother passed away shortly after due to complications, and my father, grieving the death of his spouse, overdosed on medicine to get rid of the pain. Nobody in the rest of the family wanted to take me in because of economic inflation; no one could afford me. This left only one path for me; to be put into an orphanage.

Growing up I was extremely shy and didn't really talk to anyone else, I was comfortable keeping myself company. My shyness didn't get me any friends, and because of this I was an easy target for bullies. I always seemed to be the one who got into trouble, even if I wasn't the one who started it. I always wanted to help people, not to fight them. Because of constantly being alone, I developed a hobby of analyzing people, figuring out how they work. I learned what to say to appease people. It was also because of these things that I was labeled as "The Weird Kid." And me being labeled as that made a stigma for me, and for the longest time I was never adopted.

In my elementary school years there was a man who many of the kids referred to as "Papa Boris". He would come to the orphanage and talk with a few of the foreigner kids, he acted almost like a caring father to them, giving them advice and presents. Every time he came he'd adopt one of them. I was always jealous of those kids, even though they were just like me. He always talked to them specifically and only them, what made them special? This kept occurring throughout my middle school years but when it came to high school he suddenly stopped visiting.

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(This scene takes place 6 years after the events of Metal Gear Rising: Revengeance)

When I was 16 I had my own apartment. Well, maybe not mine since the company who owned the orphanage paid the deposit fee, but I digress. The company said due to the "pandemic" that was going around that it wasn't safe for us to be in such close-quarters, so they temporarily transferred us over to apartments rather than shared dorms. However, those over the age of 15 would have to get a job to pay part of the the rental fee, and that meant one thing for me; getting a job. Usually in the search for a job I'd try and find a nice department store that wouldn't be taxing on me. It's not like I couldn't work at a restaurant, I just didn't want to because of the stories of how customers can get. But even with my relentless job searching I could never find the job I needed, and it was starting to get close to my first payment. If I didn't pay it in time I'd be evicted and possibly put on the streets from the organization. But fortune would smile on me for the first time in my life.