Historias de Yukitabata

Once upon a time, there was a young boy with a scarred face and a fragile will. Tinted eyes, red from the tears, covered body, skinny and dirty. 'Why was I born this way?' would ask the boy in a sad tone. Never did he get an answer, but the volume of his loneliness was enough of a response. Every day, he would live the life of his unfortunate tale. Every night, he would live the life of another unfortunate being. And so his dreams were a mix of day and light passing away, leaving behind the night and darkness. *DISCLAIMER* I Do not own Black clover- Tabata Yuuki. All the characters are not mine, but the author's of the original story. This is just a work of fiction. credit: @hayuu_bbm on Twitter.

In this story, Asta and Yuno grew up with three other children around their age. We will follow them on their journey now as they work towards their goals together with some competition and some companionship. This is my first time writing a fanfic so constructive criticism is welcome.

"She came running like the wind nobody saw her coming and what she could do." (various/ f!oc) a michaelises production ~ 2024