(y/n) pov:
It was the morning. I was in an old retirement home. I was cooking with the help of an old lady named Mrs. Yang. I was getting close to finishing up this dish. I am actually helping this old lady with some unfinished business. She wanted to have one more of this dish made before she died. I also wanted to have some breakfast. She was sweet and said I could have it after I was done. I managed to smell the meal already.
(y/n): this dish smells outstanding already, Mrs. Yang
Mrs. Yang: thank you (y/n). My family always loved this. It is my grandmother's recipe.
(y/n): who do you think loves this more in your family?
Mrs. Yang: maybe my grandson. He had the biggest smile at the mere sight of this.
(y/n): had he... passed on?
Mrs. Yang: he was six that day. He is still alive, but I think those blood suckers took him.
(y/n): not the first time I heard that. At least they are still alive.
Then I finally finished up the dish and put it on a plate. It was a lovely meal. Yang smelled it a bit. I thought it was a little funny.
Mrs. Yang: this smells perfect
(y/n): I thought people who are dead don't care about smells
Mrs. Yang: only if we want to. Anyways thank you for making this for little old me.
(y/n): just doing my job, and you're a sweet woman
She smiled at me. Then she was glowing white.
(y/n): well, I'm sure you know what this means
Mrs. Yang: finally, I get to see my family again. Thank you so much for this. You're such a good and kind soul.
Then she fades away. It always gives me a good feeling to help a spirit. I dig into the dish. I had a good breakfast.
Timeskip over an hour:
I went to a big bar I usually go to. It is dusty, dark, and lonely... at least to ordinary people. To me, a lot of spirits love to hang out here. It's always a bit loud, and something going on. People here usually know me and like to...
Everyone: (y/n)!
They like to greet me. I also go here to get people to cross over. I went to the counter. The bartender knows me the most above the rest here.
Bartender: how is it going (y/n)?
(y/n): good, I helped an old lady by making a family dish. I got to eat it, and it was delicious.
Bartender: I'm a bit jealous because we don't eat anymore
(y/n): at least you don't eat to survive like many people anymore.
Bartender: that's true, but it's still not the same. Did anything try to get you?
(y/n): no. Horsemen don't bother me, and I can get the drop on them because of it. I can sense vampires near me so I can hide. It's like I'm one step ahead sometimes. Besides, I know how to use my body, guns, and sword.
I pat on my guns and sword.
Bartender: That's good. However, some people here want to warn you of something.
He points to a group of people at a table.
(y/n): okay then. Thanks for telling me.
I got up and started walking towards that table. I sat down in the empty chair. The others looked at me.
(y/n): the bartender told me you guys wanted to tell me something. So, what is it?
Guy: alright, we'll tell you
They told me that there is a nation of humans called The Japanese Imperial Demon Army. They have demons in weapons which they made contracts with. They have a few areas under their control. They also said they were up to something dark than the demons. I asked them how they knew this stuff. They told me they saw them and got curious. They thought I should know.
(y/n): well... thanks for telling me. I will keep it in mind. I should get going.
Guy: you're welcome, and be careful
I left the bar. I thought I did remember I have seen a few cities walled up. They must be what those guys talked about when they said they controlled areas. I then thought of where to go next. I needed some supplies, and there was one place I went that was not too far. I was going to start walking till I heard a big noise. It sounded like something crashed to the ground.
(y/n): what was that?
I decided instead to check out what it was. I came to a street and heard something going on. I saw two humans, both boys fighting each other on the ground. I noticed a car with a dent and a fallen lamp post next to them. I understood what happened. Then I saw a few more humans come. Two girls and another boy. One of them pointed out at me. I saw all of them at once.
I remember those spirits told me they wore uniforms. The brown hair boy spoke.
???: hello
(y/n) in mind: ah, great
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Speaker of the Dead (Seraph of the End x Magical Male Reader)
FanficThere was a peculiar boy named (y/n). He has special powers like the one he uses the most is talking to the dead. He had it since he saw his mother murdered. He got to Japan and then separated from his brother. The vampires never found him during th...