Mutant Busters: Insomniac Hell

FUCKING NO

I'm currently suffering from writers block. My brain has basically died and I hate it. I'm sorry but this chapter will take a bit. Until then, here's a bonus chapter.

TW! Mentioned character death, swearing, derealization.

Rest of the notes at the bottom.
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         I guess I wasn't ever leaving my brothers shadow. Even when I was doing my own missions, I was the brother of the great bloodhound. I was known as the oni of the flame. Mostly because I burned the bodies of my enemies, but also because of my mask. When I was sixteen, I was able to do missions by myself. That's when I was able to earn my name.
Perhaps those were the only times I was really me.
Perhaps I was never myself.
Maybe I was never Katani.
Just the Oni of the Flame.

       I sat under a tree in the courtyard of my dojo, when I saw a boy with messy hair drop a bunch of papers. I was able to walk over and help him pick them up and get a glance of what they were.
Stories. No, legends.
These weren't stories of the legends like most, this told my story. Bloodhound being mentioned as my brother.
"I'm so sorry! I should have been more careful." The boy said. I couldn't speak. I was so happy to see I wasn't in Apocalipsis shadow again. I was my own person.
"No, Thank you." I said trying not to cry tears of joy. The boy looked at me confused, then realised who I was.
"My goodness! It's really you. The Oni of the Flame. The man who saved me." He said.
I'll admit, I didn't recognize him at all.  Although you'd think I would with an outfit like that. A simple suit undervest, white dress shirt with puffy sleeves. That's not even mentioning the golden tie or stripper boots. Somehow this man had managed to be so formal, yet so casual without thought. An odd fellow to say the least.
"Ah, I guess that's a few years away, sorry about that. I just came by to see how much you've changed." He said, attempting to clear up confusion. It didn't work. I'm just more confused.
"Huh?"
"Oh yeah, I'm a time traveling, shape-shifting, sleep deprived possum who controls the universe if that answers any of your questions."
"I'm sorry what the fuck?" I said, much more confused. That legit answers nothing.
"So if you're from the future, what happens?" I asked. He shrugged, then just started talking.
"Well basically the zombie apocalypse, two guys meet and fall for eachother then save the world. Quite simple."
Well this just keeps getting worse.
"Okay? So, do I get to see how the story ends?" I ask.
"Not at all! You get fucking Anne Bolynn-d by your brother." He said.
"I'm sorry what-"
"Oh, and he gets Madoka Magica Mami-d by Namishiro and Namuruku the spider fusion."
"This just gets more complicated!"
I looked up to see he wasn't there anymore. If that's really my fate, then what can I do other than wait. Nothing.
I'm fucked.

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Hello readers, as I said. I am dead. I've got maybe the first half of the next chapter done but I am in hell right now. Please have mercy.
I'll try and finish it soon.
It was nice writing this mini chapter for you all though!
See you next time my lovely readers!
Possum Out!