He fell asleep at his desk, surrounded by guides and lore of Arknights. When he opened his eyes, the world of Terra stared back at him-its skies burning with Originium dust, its cities scarred by war, and its people locked in endless struggle.
Reincarnated into a body already marked by infection, he awakens with unstable Arts burning in his veins and no allies at his side. Hunted as a threat, shunned as Infected, he must carve a place for himself in a land where survival is never guaranteed.
Will he stand with Rhodes Island, seeking salvation for the Infected? Will he be swept into Reunion's revolution, a weapon of chaos? Or will Terra itself consume him, one shard of Originium at a time?
To anyone reviewing my file for whatever reason. I didn't ask to be here with you lot, but fate seems to have other plans for me.
Do you need someone who can make your missions easier, adapt to the unknown, and get the job done when everyone else is out of answers?
Call me.
Sure, I've got my secrets, but doesn't everyone too?
I'm not here to play by your rules, I'm here to bend them.
If you're smart, then you'll let me.
- Yours truly.
(An Arknights Fanfic) (Other media/franchise may appear too, find out how by reading!)
(WILL HAVE SLOW UPDATE DUE TO COLLEGE I AM SO SORRY ILL DO MY BEST TO WRITE EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE ON MY FREE TIME)