Reverse: 1999 || Therefore, After (Gender Neutral Reader)

ONS || No alarms (Childhood arc)

[Author] - THIS IS A TEST ONESHOT! WHAT YOU ARE SEEING NOW IS A "TESTING" ONESHOT THAT US AUTHORS OF THE BOOK IS USING AS A EXCUSE DUE TO OUR HETIC SCHEDULE AND SCHOOL WORKS. Please be guided accordingly; 

- The Oneshot guides the readers on their childhood arc story

- Sometimes Oneshots will be confusing and utterly not apart of the main story. Please bear with that.

- Sometimes characters will only appear once in a while in Oneshots

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"🎵Regrets? I've have a few~🎵"

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~Your POV~

Blood were scattered around my home - mother was bleeding, father was pierced by a huge sword on the chest as he was kneeling face darken as his eyes were still opened. Mother was crawling at this point as she opened the door for someone . . . Wait; someone? Silly me~! It's a "me" not someone.

At this point I should practice my vowels more often. Anyways mother cried softly as she went back to me; What was I doing? Simple; I was standing still: contemplating on the fact that my parents were brutally beaten and murdered(my father) by some awful guys in masks. The night was rainy so strong presence of rain water was blown inside our house. At this time mother took me out of my trance as she gently held my face with her bloodied hands.

[Mother] - You're ... alive! Thank god you're not injured ... listen carefully okay? *Starts to tear up* Mama and papa won't be here for you anymore okay? J- just be sure to stay out of harms way when I'm gone okay? 

[Mother] - Listen ... *She gives me a pocket watch* this world is a cruel place and I want you to understand that, alright? Keep this pocket watch safe and in return it will place you into a new era; any era ... please son be strong for me and your papa okay?

[You] - ... *I was traumatized to speak*

[Mother] - *Batted breathes where taking in...* Y/n ... I want you to know that you're the best child me and your father could've ever gotten: You should live freely now don't take other people's command. Be a dove that soars through the skies when everything is all gone. Please take care ... of... your... self...

Now here I was; mother's fiery eyes were taken by the wind. I stood there thinking they'll live still but no; this is the end of their lives. I looked over to papa, he was still in the kneeling position. I slowly back away and ran from the tiny home of ours never looking back. From this day onward I roamed my country's roads; taking apples from trees and other things from people.

I had to live like this or else I'll starve to death or possibly be killed by a random death's henchmen. Every day feels like there's no hope in the end of tunnel for me. Four years has passed since then; nothing changed sadly. I'm still roaming my country and often times I stay at a silent village with the population of 20 people living in small houses as a church was in the centre of village.

Surprisingly they took me in as like family, especially this one family where their 5 year old daugther was nice to me. And in return I was nice to her. We got along pretty well but in the age of 14 a strange group tad in white suits and armor came to the village as they walked passed every houses except one; ours. They said greetings to my adopted family as one of them looked at me very assuring; like she is inviting me to go with them.

{"Madam Z"}

[Adopting mother] - W- what do you mean our son is a "potential savior"?! He's a kid you freaks! Don't get him-

[Madam Z] - Ma'am? Please calm down. I know this is unbearable for a mother but please understand us; we're doing this for the betterment of the universe. And as for your son ... he doesn't look like you. And of course he will be fine if he goes with us ... *Stares at me* it's settled for the silence; guards take him with us.

[Adopting father] - ... *Mutters* sorry son ...

[Daugther] - Father? Where ... where is Y/n going? He won't be gone for a long time right?

[Adopting father] - ... We don't know Suisei ... we don't know.

{Omg yes!!!1 No this ain't your author Gumm also this is Suisei}

[Suisei] - Oh .... Ah ... *Contemplating if she will cry or not*

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"You don't own me you don't even know me~"