More Than an Illusion (Iana x Male Reader)

Prologue: I Aim For The Stars

(Y/N) = Your Name

(C/N) = Code Name

(Y/C) = Your country of origin

(CTU) = Your combat unit

(E/C) = Eye Color

(H/C) = Hair Color

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Darkness, that was the only thing that greeted your consciousness. That wasn't right... There has to be more. You open your eyes to feast upon an unfamiliar landscape. You lift yourself off of the cold, hard ground. Before you lies a desolate landscape, void of any sort of pigmentation. The only points of interest around you were scattered rocks from the ground and the occasional wide yet shallow crater. The ground resembled a milky color. Such scenery made you feel eerily relaxed in an unfamiliar way. Looking up into the background, you see nothing but a void of vast nothingness, but even this nothingness had some sort of character. The void being humbly littered with distant sparkles of light from a source beyond your knowledge. However, the most interesting of obstructions in the midst of the black void of nothing lies a mighty sphere. Home. Gazing upon the massive sphere of which you originate from brought a new feeling of fascination and amazement over you. You walked closer to your home, making long yet light foot steps under the lack of atmosphere, your feet not affected by the cold rocky surface beneath you. You perched yourself on a nearby rock in order to better spectate the rotating sphere in all it's glory. The pleasant blue and green co-existed with each other in a wonderful, calming balance. Upon the same sphere housed sedimentary surfaces as well, truly making a wonderful sight. Both caps covered in a cold white, much like the milky surface you are currently sat upon. You thought of these white surfaces as white hairs that an old man would have. This made you chuckle to yourself, seeing the irony. Suddenly, you were quickly caught off guard by an overwhelming beam of light in front of you, engulfing the sphere which once held your attention. You could do nothing but look upon it with the same awe you looked upon your home with, before being consumed by it yourself.

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"Whoa..." was all I could whisper to myself. That was such an amazing dream... I was always a big dreamer, wasn't I? Maybe one day... Wait, that buzzing sound... Oh, my alarm clock. How could I forget? That's what woke me after all. Moving my arm made me feel groggy as I went for my phone.'The things I'd do for more sleep...'  I noted in my head. This thought made me smile to myself. There's too many things to look forward to in a day, sleep should be the last thing! It's only natural to want more sleep I suppose. However, I already know I had plenty of sleep. A full 8 and a half hours to be exact. I grabbed my phone and brought it upon my face, the bright light making me squint my eyes in recoil.'Shit... Maybe I should remember to put my contacts on before I open my phone...' I always forget about my condition after a good night of sleep. Oh well, a few seconds won't hurt my eyes too much. I'll just pop my contacts in. After turning the alarm off, I set my phone down, as not to subject my eyes to more burning. I rubbed my eyes a bit before regaining focus. My contacts were set upon my nightstand, which was situated right by my bed. My bed is pretty big now that I think about it. Either that or I'm just that small, which isn't really that much of a problem at all. More space for me to toss and turn around in. Anyway, my contacts. Specially designed by me. I'm very proud of them! I don't have to worry about my eyes being burnt up while wearing these. I don't even have to think about sliding them my eyes in at this point, it's all muscle memory because of how often I do it. Now that my eyes are under the vanguard of my specially engineered lenses, I can turn the lights on. Well, I need to guide myself to the switch first. That isn't really a challenge, of course, the switch being right next to the bedroom door. After flipping the switch, I decide to loom upon my organised room, which I am also proud of! It always makes you feel nice, having such a nice, tidy atmosphere to live in. It really keeps you motivated, well, it keeps my spirits up at least. I walked over to the small bathroom situated in the very corner of the room across from my bed. Like I said, it's pretty small. A toilet in the corner, and next to that is a sink with a medicine cabinet above it, being accompanied by a mirror. Across from that is a walk in shower, and on the door also has a mirror, obviously being bigger than the one on the cabinet. Before getting a shower, I decide to take a look at myself. My snow white hair was the first thing I looked at. It was a mess, even getting in front of my eyes a little bit. I smile, moving the fluff out of my face so I can see myself more clearly. I was wearing a white night shirt a long with some loose white pajama pants, comfy for sleeping or just laying around. My pajamas matched with my hair, which I think is neat, a whole theme of white. I should get a shower now, no use in just admiring myself all day. From there, I do the usual procedure, get out of my clothes, wait for the water in the shower to be just the right temperature, and step in. My mind tends to wander in the shower, usually in the form of day dreams, but I stay focused on just washing myself and getting out. I don't like wasting time if it's at the cost of other things. Now that I think about it, I don't really have much to do today. Yeah, I need to eat and workout, maybe do a few modifications to my Gemini Replicator. Oh yeah, my Replicator! It's a group of three drones I myself designed a few years ago. It displays a perfectly accurate image of myself that can move just like me! I originally used it to assist in space exploration, but now it has more of a military use, especially since I'm in team Rainbow now. Now, I use it to perform tasks such as gathering information and distracting enemies. The only way you'd be able to tell if it's actually me or not is by touching it, or noticing the lack of speech capabilities. I let out a sigh. There I go again, just rambling. I've pretty much cleaned myself at this point, all there's left to do is to hop out, assess my dental hygiene and hair, and get dressed. Well... I don't have much to do today, like I said earlier... Maybe I can stay a little bit longer, the shower feels nice, a few more minutes won't really hurt... On a more serious note, it's good to spoil yourself every once in awhile, keeping yourself relaxed and refreshed so that way, once it's time to work again, you actually feel like doing it. I feel like I've overstayed my welcome under the shower head now, my skin is starting to get all wrinkly anyway. I suppose I should hop out and tend to my other basic needs. I turn of the shower and step out. I grab a nice soft towel and dry myself off thoroughly. Now that I'm all dry, I should apply some SPF for my skin so I don't get sun burnt. I know being albino and all can have it's limitations, but I just don't think of it that way. I think it makes me unique and helps me stand out. It's not always a negative thing, at least among people. It's more dangerous to animals that have to survive out in the wilderness. It wasn't always easy being albino for me, but I don't like dwelling on that, it brings me unnecessary negative thoughts which can impact my work. Where was I? Right, sun screen. I always keep it under the sink, but first I should brush my teeth and hair. Keeping yourself well kept much like your room makes you feel better about yourself. My teeth are as white as my hair, which is a good thing! That was a bit of a weird sentence..., but it makes sense in my case. Now I can put on my sunscreen, it's important to protect yourself. I grab the bottle from under the sink and start applying it. First my face and shoulders before I make my way down. I know I'll be wearing clothes that'll cover most of my body, but it doesn't hurt to go all the way. You can never be too safe. I decide to look back at myself in the mirror, following my hands as I move them down my back and eventually stop. Where did I stop? Well... Let's just say that I'm equally as aware of my backside as you are. A big stupid grin appears across my face in the mirror. I do like to gaze upon myself often, call me vain or whatever. I gently massage the sun screen into my skin, seeing the all the fat ripple and jiggle as my hands move it around. I can't take myself seriously like this! But like I said, it's good to spoil yourself. I'm not sure how other women view it, but I like having such a large ass and accompanying thighs, and I think it's more ironic that I'm so short, it makes me feel more confident. Who knew such a small woman could have this much? I'd like to brag that it's more muscle, but I'd be lying. I like to keep it more fat then muscular anyway, and maybe I've put on a few pounds...but that's okay, right? My panties may be a bit tight, but I can put up with it, I most certainly don't have any plans in any sort of reduction right now. Since we're on the topic of hedonism right now... I face forward into the mirror. I bring my hands around my wide hips after playing with my butt and bring them up to my chest. My boobs definitely don't define me as much as my rump does, but they definitely aren't small... I may have been working my way to a bigger cup size...and I think it's paying off! I'm just about bigger then my previous breast size, being C cups. Maybe I should go clothes shopping soon. Getting back to myself... I cup each breast in my hands and show present them to the mirror. I can't help but to giggle to myself. How long have I been in here? It doesn't matter at this point. I'm just distracting myself, and that's fine... But sometimes, I wish it wasn't only me touching myself... Maybe someone else would like to... Not just for sexual pleasure, maybe more emotional too... But no, I don't think a man would want to get that serious... I just look... Weird...

"Hou je mond, Nienke!" (Shut up, Nienke!) I say to myself in the mirror, making sure I scold myself for thinking such nonsense. It's dangerous to think like that, and foolish, too. Rewarding yourself is important, but what's more important than that? Discipline. If you keep yourself disciplined, then you keep yourself from developing bad habits and negative thoughts. But you can't discipline yourself too much, then you'll start to be hard on yourself and others, which isn't good if your in a field like me, especially in team Rainbow. That's why it's good to treat yourself once in a while, it all balances out. Now, I believe I've spent way too much time gazing upon a mirror of my voluptuous figure, I should get dressed and plan what to do from there. I don't have to participate in training today, so I guess I'll wear a pair of jeans for my bottom. I pull up a pair of panties that might as well be a thong at this point, fitting snugly in the crevice between my cheeks. Now for those jeans, a nice comfy denim. I wish they made them with wider and deeper pockets, but I guess that's the curse of being "thick" if that's what you call it. Ha! I like that! "Thick". That word makes me feel confident. 'If only I could get them on...' Oh well, I think it's a worthy trade off. I can always change out of them later when I go to work out anyway. I look into the mirror again from my bedroom. Seeing my topless self in the mirror. Damn... That's sexy. I'm really full of myself this morning aren't I? I lift my arms above my head, viewing my figure on the other side of that glass. I like that...but that's enough about me for now. I put on a bra that's a bit too small, but what else do I have? I put on a bright shirt with horizontal stripes and complete my outfit.

"I should seriously go out one day and find some new clothes." I remark to myself. I'll remember that. For now, however, I've finished getting ready. It only took an hour... Okay maybe it was a bit longer than usual, but being positive and keeping your spirits up is most important. 'What time is it?' I ponder to myself. I grab my phone off of my bed and look. It's a little past 7:00 AM, just in time for breakfast. I walk out of my bedroom, through the small living room and up to the door. 'Eh, I don't really need socks, I won't be out long.' That's a really bad habit of mine, but it doesn't matter. It's really not like me, but cut me a break! I do mean it, though, I'll probably be gone for half an hour at most. I've completely forgotten about my hunger, better go to the cafeteria. I slip on a pair of loafers and make my way out the door to go satisfy my social needs, as well as my empty stomach.

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A/N

Yay for me, I'm back. I have returned from whence I retreated to, and I am here bringing new obligations. No, I don't have another story about where I've been for the past two years that's just as long as this chapter, I just didn't feel like doing anything. But now that I desire to write again, possibly for good, I can safely say that I will be more active. I have vastly improved my writing skills. Who knew typing words could take so much skill and effort. I also plan on rewriting that Zofia fanfiction, as I think it poorly represents my big fat brain today. That's for another time though. What started as complete satire turned into about 30 thousand people taking interest in what I wrote, and I didn't realise that until now. But with all that out of the way, expect more updates out of me. Also, thank you for reading and make sure you tell me what you liked about the story and what's wrong with it. Also I'm not bringing back the Caveira fanfiction, fuck you. I'll write a new one eventually. Anyway, that's all I have to say for now. Thanks again for reading and have a nice day, or don't, I'm not your boss, you live your life the way you want. Goodbye for now.