The Black Dragon
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  • Parts 13
  • Time 1h 17m
  • Reads 3,725
  • Votes 97
  • Parts 13
  • Time 1h 17m
Ongoing, First published Oct 20, 2023
Darkness was all the cameraman could see. Suddenly a set of bright green wings glowed in the darkness revealing another cameraman. But this cameraman was different from all of the others. His mind having been wiped blank. His memories reset. He knew nothing other than how to capture or kill. Most of the time being the latter when it comes to dealing with an Alliance agent. A traitor in the eyes of the Alliance and a comrade in the eyes of the skibidis. Will he regain what he lost? Who will he meet along the way? Is he forever destined to be lonely?

See what will happen and follow the story of designation C17-JA or James for short.


(Skibidi toilet does not belong to me, it belongs to DaFuq!?Boom! on Youtube. The only things I own are my OC's and the plot of this story.)

The photo doesn't belong to me it's just a placeholder until I draw my own.
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♚𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕯𝖊𝖎𝖙𝖞 𝕿𝖎𝖙𝖆𝖓♚ || ʟᴇᴠɪ x ᴏᴄ  cover
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The Brown Cameraman cover
I'm in the Skibidi world...? cover
Need Of Help (plunger cameraman x camera woman)  cover
I'm Not A Simp. cover
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Project: Titan (Skibidi Toilet Fan-fic) cover

♚𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕯𝖊𝖎𝖙𝖞 𝕿𝖎𝖙𝖆𝖓♚ || ʟᴇᴠɪ x ᴏᴄ

64 parts Ongoing

Darkness. That's all I could see. Everywhere I looked, the inky blackness engulfed my vision. I squinted, searching for any speck of light, but found nothing. "Hello?!" My shouts echoed unanswered into the void. Panic rose as the darkness pressed down. I was alone here, floating in nothingness. I racked my aching mind, trying to recall how I came to be trapped in this endless night. Then, I heard it. A voice, calling my name. It repeated like a broken record, pleading for me to wake up. Could I be...dead? Slowly, I opened my eyes, wincing as sunlight flooded in through a nearby window. Blinking, I took in my surroundings - a hospital room. I glanced right to see cabinets stocked with medicine, then left, where a familiar pair of dull gray eyes met my violet ones. Relief, care, guilt, and confusion swirled in those stormy irises. Confusion...over what I was. The question I dreaded to answer. In his usual monotone, he asked, "𝗧𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝗲, 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗲𝘅𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂?" __________________ 𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱: December 20, 2021 𝗦𝘁𝗮𝘁𝘂𝘀: Ongoing [slow updates/under editing] • I don't own photos/videos in this story so credits to the owners • I don't own the AOT and it's characters they all belong to the creator Hajime Isayama. • I only own the OCs and their storyline/s