The Unwilling Protagonist

Chapter 27: Nightmares of the Others

Y/N opened his eyes to his alarm again. He sat up, looked around, and saw his old apartment again.

"Oh for fuck's sake..." Y/N grumbled.

Opening Theme:

Y/N jumped out of his bed, but to his surprise, he was still in his armor and had all his gear; not to mention he could still remember everything that had happened to him such as fighting the Arcana and the new friends he made.

"Hermit!" Y/N called out as he stretched his arms, "Hermit, is this another joke of yours or something? Do we need to continue our conversation that badly?"

Y/N then noticed a piece of paper sitting on his kitchen counter. He read what it said.

Check your mailbox.

Y/N put it down and walked over to his door with a sigh. He opened his door to see a small package that was addressed to him lying on the ground. He leaned over and picked it up...

The last thing he saw was a flash of light, and a loud noise blew out his eardrums.

Y/N woke up in his apartment again with his face feeling sore.

"Aw fuck!" he groaned, "I think I just got Ted Kaczinsky'd. Motherfucker..."

Y/N rolled out of his bed feeling sluggish. He picked himself off the floor and cracked his neck.

"Hermit, if that's your way of pulling a practical joke, I'm not impressed!" Y/N shouted. He pulled back his balcony curtains, hoping he would see Hermit outside. Instead, he saw nothing; literally nothing. The outside world was a black void and it was as though Y/N's apartment was the only thing that existed.

In a rush, Y/N unlocked his balcony door and opened it, but then, it felt like all the air was being sucked out of his apartment, and into the vacuum of the void. He quickly closed his door and locked it.

"Goddammit, what the hell? Am I on the moon or something?" Y/N asked in a panic.

Suddenly, he saw something that made his heart race. Large, red eyes started opening up in the void; and it looked like they were staring at Y/N. Red lights shone down from all of them as they swept the void, searching for something. Y/N quickly closed the balcony curtains as the red lights went over his apartment. For the sake of his own safety, he kept all of his body parts out of the light.

"What the fuck is happening?" Y/N asked.

Then, a knock on Y/N's door. He looked in its' direction and his mind was full of fear.

The knocking came again. This time there was a voice on the other side.

"Y/N?" The familiar voice of Reighland called.

"Reighland?" Y/N replied.

"Y/N, it's Reighland; could you let me in?"

Y/N cautiously moved the door with his flintlock pistol in hand. (Since Hierophant cut his musket in half, the length of it was shortened, so it was more like a pistol now)

"Reighland, what the hell's going on?" Y/N asked.

"That's what I want to find out. Now please, let me in." Reighland replied.

Y/N, still suspicious, slowly moved his eye to the peephole of the door...

And then he saw the barrel.