[Obey Me! FanFic] LIVING.

Letter

My blue hair was rustled by the incoming breeze, my golden eyes staring down at the college kids wandering below. The semester is almost over, and I can't say much for it. Three years of college, all for a master's in general studies. Riveting, I know. It felt like the safest option at the time, but now I'm trapped under more student loans than I know what to do with. Maybe I should change it, but to what? I couldn't do anything like acting or music- I simply don't have the talent for it- I'm not particularly good at science or math - I'd have less student loans to worry about if that were the case- and being trapped in some corporate job with a finance or marketing degree sounds dreadful.

Not to mention I'm not even sure where I'd work. I've got no funds to move out of town, but I don't exactly have the best reputation in town. The only reason I've been able to enjoy my nutritious diet of 75¢ ramen cups and water is because of my part time job at McDonald's- and I only got that because they're always understaffed there, meaning I've always got to pick up extra shifts or hours.

People say I'm cursed. Well, that my bloodline is cursed. I wouldn't exactly say they're wrong either. Any person who looks at my family tree will be amazed to find a straight line. As far back as you can trace, there's only ever been one child. It's not like it's a tradition or anything either, or a choice, because after one child is born the couple who bore the child die within a month. I don't even know how our bloodline has survived so long, it's like it was God's will. Well, I'm taking matters into my own hands. I refuse to let any future kid I might have suffer by themselves like I have. Ridiculed, ignored, hated. Id rather die then let them go through everything I've gone through.

Hence why I'm on the roof. I've taken my sweet time, I guess I'm scared. That's fair though, human instincts to survive are a pretty strong thing after all. This is what I want though, I'm sure of it. I really tried to live a normal life, I fought through all of it alone, but you can only handle being alone for so long. I sigh a little, swinging my legs. Maybe I should just get it over with, reminiscing won't change anything. I mean, it's not like I won't die someday, this is just... A short cut. A deep breath, I close my eyes and...

Something smacks against my face. I sputter, bringing a hand up and pull it away. A letter? I look around, confused. Did some poor mailman lose it to the breeze...? It's a bit gentle for that though... And how did it get up here? I look at the letter more closely, is that a royal seal? Its not familiar, but a red stamp of wax... it's gotta be, right? Well, I might as well open it, there's no address listed at all- how did this even get sent in the first place? I tear off the seal, and open the letter curiously.

"Congratulations, Ram Moore's!" The letter begins, and I nearly drop it. That's definitely my name- what're the chances some random letter with a royal seal found me up here!? And who the hell sent me this anyways!? I take a moment before continuing to read. "We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to the Royal Academy of Diavolo." Royal Academy of who? And I didn't sign up for a royal academy, I can't afford something like that! And I'm not royalty either I'm pretty sure! "Please return this letter with your signature to confirm your participation. We are looking forward welcoming you as part of our new exchange program. Yours sincerely, Diavolo."

This has gotta be a scam, or some kind of YouTube prank. I mean, it can't be real obviously! I mean, I'm flattered that the Nigerian princes have started using letters, it's far more formal, but I've got a roof to jump off! Curiously, I look through the letter again- they really couldn't give any more details, could they? I grab my phone to look it up, but nothing comes up. Definitely some kind of scam or prank- it wouldn't be the first one. Still, something in me wants to sign it so badly. I guess anyone would, who wouldn't want to live out the dream of finding out you're actually royalty and getting sent off to this exciting prestigious school! Maybe there's nothing on Google because it's just that elite, only the best of the best know about it. But again, that's stupid. I mean me, royalty? Literally no chance, not with my family tree. Still... Maybe it's not actually royalty, maybe it's just run by royalty, that makes more sense!

Wait, no, stop trying to make it make sense! It's not like I'd actually be able to attend, I'm about to kill myself for God's sake! I shake my head, trying to clear my thoughts, but it's like someone's shouting at me to sign it. I don't even have a pen- oh. There's a pen in my hoodie pocket, when did that get there...? Well, whatever. I'll do this one last thing, one more little hurrah for the big 'what if' before I ship myself off the side of this building. I grab the letter, pressing it against the roof and scribbling my name on it. "There, happy?" I ask the air. Silence, and then a hum. Wait a hum? I look around confusedly as the ground beneath me begins to ominously glow. "What the fuck!?" I shout, looking around in confusion. The light gets brighter and brighter- I must be having a seizure, or maybe I just died of a random heart attack? The light is blinding now-

And the next thing I knew, I wasn't on Earth.