Two.
Two years had passed since the massacre.
Once the news broke out, Alex went from the most liked person, to the most hated.
People constantly berated Alex for committing mass genocide and saying that he caused the tension.
As an 8 year old, Alex suffered a lot of insults, and, tons of mental instability.
The massacre had given Alex tons of mental trauma and PTSD.
The sight of him standing in front of his dead parents' bodies had permanently scarred him.
Thankfully, Noire and Uni had taken him into their home at the Basilicom and helped his mental rehabilitation.
So, two years had passed, an our hero Alex is now 9. Two years removed from his massacre.
What heroic act is he doing now?
Well.
A door opened as Uni entered it and the first thing she saw made her sigh. "Seriously Alex?" She muttered.
She walked in on Alex sleeping in the middle of a pile of books with one on his face.
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Alex ended up hearing Uni's voice as he slowly removed the book and woke up
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He opened his pocket watch to check the time.
"Dang. I was out for a while. Oh, hey Uni." He said as he stood up from the pile.
"You do know your gonna clean this mess up right?"
"Yeah yeah I know."
"What were you even doing in here?"
"Research. Important research."
"And that research is?" She asked.
Alex then tossed Uni and book as she grabbed it and looked at the title page.
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Birth To The Flame: Origin
FanfictionOrigin Stories are fun aren't they? In this, witness and experience the tale of young 13 year old Alex Mustang. A boy who turns from a simple assassin to something far greater. This is a HyperDimension Neptunia fanfic with characters and elements...
