[Warning: If you're not interested in the whole Isekai and Harem genre, I suggest a different story to read.]
Life is a cruel mistress you may have lived your dream in reality or face hardship every second.
Humanity may be the most advanced specie...
A/N: Hello readers! I have returned, I decided to write a new story, Now why Azur Lane? You may ask well I've been playing the game for over a year now and read a lot of stories about this game and anime by some talented writers, in particular 'Enterprise Generations' by Hobart06 and 'Battleship: Orochi' by DragonLord39 here on Wattpad, and a slew of stories by Rider_of_Black_00. I must say that this game has captured my attention through the gameplay and character designs, not in a perverted way and all, but the details and real life references, most of their personas are on the dot, set for a few.
A/N: Keep in mind that this is a work of fiction, non of the following events in this chapter have occurred. Non of the characters are real, and with the exception of 'Aaron' and other named characters owned by me. Please Enjoy!
3RD PERSON'S POV.
Somewhere in a North-Western region of the Philippines.
Year 2030, during the occupation of Communist China.
The roar of motorcycle engines can be heard as a modified Yamaha Aerox could be seen speeding down the highway, whilst being chased by several police SUVs.
'Pota muntik na iyon!' ['Fuck that was close!'] Thought the rider clad in an all-black get up, as he narrowly avoided colliding with a cargo truck as the pursuing vehicles swerved to avoid the aforementioned vehicle.
"Sigurado ako sundalo ang mga nasa loob." [I'm sure that soldiers are the ones inside."] He muttered to himself as they soon came to a path into the rural countryside, he proceeded to make several turns barely weaving through some of the trees that would have been the death of him, in order to confuse his pursuers. He thought that he lost them, but soon he heard engines other than his own can, that meant only one thing.
'Mga motorsiklo iyon.' ['Those are motorcycles.'] He thought as he soon swerved onto a flooded path to cover his tracks, and to his relief the sirens soon decreased in volume until it was just the sounds of his engines, the water splashing against his motorcycle, and the occasional cricket. 'Thank god for these thicker tires.' Despite this he continued down the stream before turning to the right to find an abandoned tunnel. he judged that he was barely near the coast as he pulled out his smartphone to check his location.
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"Hmmmm...." He immediately set down his bag and pulled out a few things, which would include a laptop, headset and a few flash drives, he then took off his helmet to reveal that he wore a black neck gaiter which he removed along with his jacket which he tied around his waist, revealing the baggy long-sleeved black shirt. He also had wild black hair, deep blue eyes, scars over his right eye left cheek and neck. He soon wore the headset, plugged it in to the laptop, turned on said device and began to work.
An Hour Later...
"Ahh... Hmmmm.... Kita ko na, Doon tayo magkikita? Sige, Mabuhay Pilipinas." ["I see, That's where we'll meet? Ok, Long live the Philippines"] He said as he quickly packed up and got on his ride and roared on outta there, knowing that he only had a few minutes before the authorities got to the tunnel, he soon reappeared on the highway, and sped towards his destination.
