Summoners are said to never cross paths regardless of the thousands upon thousands of realms out under the tree of Yggdrasil. Each of these eventual powerful beings was all chosen by destiny regardless of noble or cruel as is written in the books.
But the Pantheon grew fearful of the curse that was laid upon them as they attempted to break the balance these summoners held dear. Without balance, the realms will crumble and would eventually cease to exist.
All those eighteen years, the Summoner was quietly preparing for this one gleaming moment, he felt that there was a war coming. No, he was sure that a war is coming. He didn't know when, he didn't know who they'd be fighting - but he knew that they were coming.
ESRB Rating: TEEN with Fantasy Violence, Suggestive/Sexual Themes, Partial Nudity
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"You're different from what I expected," she said softly.
"How so?" he asked, glancing at her.
"I don't know," she replied, searching for the right words. "You just... have this way of making people feel like they matter. Even here, in this... nightmare."
He was quiet for a moment before responding. "You matter, Y/n. Don't forget that."
OR
Y/n wakes up in the deadly Squid Game, surrounded by strangers and fighting to survive. What she doesn't know is that the mysterious Frontman is watching her every move through the cameras- and she's caught his attention.