No promises.
You were a very simple person. Shockingly so. You loved to read cringy XReader fanfiction (like youâre doing right nowâŚ.judgemental stare) and you were basically a bright light in the dark. You did have your moments, of course, but most of the time, you could cheer everyone up just by smiling or talking. Despite this, you werenât very popular anywhere. Guess it comes with the territory of being A WEIRDO!!!! Me too, twin, me too.
Eventually, you caught wind of a strange manga, one that was known for being funny but being hated for one main aspect. You never learned what that aspect was before you started reading but you did learn about the bookâs name and decided to read it, hoping youâd find your escape from the fires and hatred all around you. Though, when you were hoping for a metaphorical escape into a fantasy world, you really didnât expect to end up being friends with one of the most HATED individuals in the manga (okay well, thereâs worse but in universe heâs the most hated so it still counts!) In fact, you didnât expect to even end up IN the manga world! Wild!!
Greetings, Iâm your storyâs narrator, I donât have a name exactly, but you do. Your name is Y/N L/N. You are the friend of the well known planet destroyer, Marx. The one with hands from the manga. You werenât expecting to be suddenly brought into the world of the Kirby Manga when you started reading the well-known series. It caught you seriously off-guard. But I mean, who wouldnât be surprised by the HEAVENLY LIGHT OF THE GODS ABOVE SUCKING YOU INTO THE FICTIONAL WORLD OF THE KIRBY FRANCHISE.
Letâs cut back to that very morningâŚshall we? If youâre reading this story a second time and realizing the differences from the last time you read it. I have no idea what youâre talking about. Behold my gaslighting skills!
