Yandere Shin (A Yandere Simulator FanFic)

Origin

"Osana? Are you okay?"

"Taro? Is that YOU? You came to visit!"

"We came as soon as school let out. How is your leg feeling?"

"Well, it hurts, duh. Wait, who's 'we'?"

"Hello."
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Death. Reincarnation. Pain. Suffering. Love. Passion.

These words are what I experience nearly every day of my life.

What do they mean to me? They're just words. Words that people wouldn't think twice about unless it applies to their lives.

I guess that means I'm like everyone else then.

That's very comforting.

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Kind of.

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Hehe~

Words mean a lot to me. Like people. Like a person. Like him. Before I met him, I couldn't feel anything.

I thought I was in love before.

And before that.

And before that.

And before that.

I don't know what I do wrong. In the end, people disappear from my lives trying to escape my care. My mother. My father. The others I've cared about. But when I'm around him, I feel everything. Happiness, sadness, anger, love, depression, fury, empathy, disgust. I don't know how, but his very existence has caused me- the one true Shin, to come to life. Not like the others, the liars, the cheaters.

Ugh.

You have no idea why I'm like this. Do you?

You're probably thinking I'm just babbling nonsense. Crazy, crazy, Shin. Life ruining Higaku.

You have no idea what I've been through. Whoever you are, you have no right to judge me! Nobody eXcePt mY TArO cAN juDgE mE!

... Sorry about that. Lets try that again, with a proper introduction.

My name is Shin Higaku. You probably already know about the fantastic dream I had with Taro and I on the rooftop, me telling how about what I did to my father. My mother never appreciated my efforts to punish Father, and to this day, she tries to punish me for it. It never works. She's tried stabbing me, shooting me, drowning me, suffocating me, electrocuting me, and even pushing me down the stairs. It never works. I just keep coming back the next day, perfectly fine, back to normal with no signs of my untimely demise.

'How' she asks. How do I keep coming back? She's killed me over and over again, day after day, night after night, fearing for the night that I may strike back at her for my continuous deaths, but I keep telling her that the day will never come. Mommy, daddy, and Shin are going to be a happy family. Forever and ever.

But the reason I never answer her is because I don't know the answer myself. When I had first died, I was way too little to properly remember anything. I do remember little bits and pieces of memory. I remember Flame demon holding my hand when I was alone in the darkness. He called me a crybaby. The man with no arms, that was the first time I saw him. He stared at me, mouth open but not making a sound, yet I knew he wanted me to follow him somewhere. I remember him leading me to this dark place. There were voices everywhere, echoing from what I think were walls. I also remembered peeing myself.

A deep, yet surprisingly calm voice had called me "boy". He spoke in a foreign language that I could somehow understand- it wasn't until years later that I learned that he gave me the ability to read Latin. I couldn't repeat what he said, but I knew he wanted to help me. As I stared ahead into the darkness, I saw a giant red figure. Before I got a good look, a fire burned in my chest, then to my eyes, and then around my body. I was in so much pain, but it felt... good. It was the best pain I've ever received. I even felt a little naughty feeling that way while burning alive. It felt like something was being ripped out of me.

What The Red man wanted was inside humans to eat. I thought he said "soup bowl", not "your soul".

I closed my eyes. And the next thing I knew,

I was alive.

...Who am I talking to again?

Sorry, that one's a little short. I just wanted to add a little explanation about Shin's ability to come back to life.
this isn't the first time Mr. Higaku's been obsessed with someone! but who- and where- are the others?

hope you enjoy this chapter~! ( \* o */ )