SPIN OFF STORY OF THE CHOSEN ONE. READ THE ORIGINAL BOOK BEFORE READING THIS.
(Alternate Universe)
Y/N L/N, The Chosen One of Remnant. Is been invited by his Uncle Shen to give a try in the Institute of War, his first home.
Being the thrill seeke...
Ah another crossover fanfiction, what could go wrong? I'm making slight changes for the reader and for his parents. Nothing big.
Name: Y/N L/N.
Alias: Umbrella and The chosen one.
Age: 21
Quote: (Your favorite quote)
Parents:
-Father:
Zane L/N
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Mother:
-Emilia Trinity
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Bio: A chosen one of Remnant, light in the dark and light of Remnant. You were a big threat against Salem and her inner circle. First you were a Vigilante, a hero in Vale, and later on joined beacon and got a harem. And by harem, you got 10 girls.
When beacon fell when Grimm breached the city, your inner powers of the Chosen one had been awakened, and the whole Remnant shook on your trembling power. After that, you've met your family, and they helped you master your powers.
Not so long, you waged war against Salem. With the aid of your girlfriends, your comrades, your army and your new servants, Lightning Farron and The 3 Grimm Slayers, you all may have a fighting chance.
Years later, they have won the war. It came some new and fresh scars marked on your body and your mind, but they won. The Grimm Queen is no more, and the Grimm are just stray animals now. As of this moment, you are starting to make a family with his girlfriends.
But your fate however, had other plans. A new chapter of your life begins once more.
Information about the you:
- You have now above 400 IQ. You can create weapons out of nowhere. You also invented the nano technology thanks to the evolution of your weapons and your suit.
-You have a muscular body of course. 8 packed abs and ripped arms, fresh from the battlefields.
