prologue

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Pov y/n

For as long as I remember, everyone daid I was destined for greatness....well that's not exactly what I'd call greatness....

Y/n: do you have  the app for the réduction?

Dude: yeah, I heard there was a reduction tomorrow too

Y/n: yeah we're almost throwing away all the copies of some dvds

Dude: like which ones?

Y/n: morbius madame web, the flash and Shazam 2

Dude: holly cheeseburger,  all my favorite

The guy leave and a older guy comes in

Yhwach: you waste your talent here boy

Y/n: yeah well you have nothing to buy and so you're wasting time and everyone behind you in the line is ready to make a twitter thread about you

Yhwach: as my heir  I REFUSE TO SEE YOU WASTE YOUR TIME AS A CASHIER

Y/n: sir this is an ultra market.....could you move aside and let people continue their lives?

He sigh and take a small chocolate bar

Timeskip

As I get home I start to feel a weird dark presence looming over me

I turn around and see a giant black monster with a white mask

Y/n: what the hell is that?

The monster moves to attack me, but get cut in half by the man from the ultra market line

Yhwach: "that" as you said is a hollow, a dangerous monster that feeds pf humans and spiritual energy

Y/n: can you restart those explanations in English,  but in English and for people with a IQ so low that you find oil if you pick it up you find oil

Yhwach: these monsters will kill you if you let them, that is their goal

Y/n: SEE, when you say it like that it's much easier to understand

Yhwach: these monsters won't stop until you are dead, I can teach you how to defend yourself against them

Y/n: you sound very nice for a guy that would no doubt be into molesting children, thank you, and bye now dude

Yhwach: you are the heir to the throne of the quincies boy

Y/n: what the hell is a quincy

Yhwach: so your parents never told you

Y/n: speaking of them, they also said not to speak with strangers....so see ya chum

Timeskip

Arriving home, I feel weird, like someone is watching

I get in and see my parents talk to  the guy who saved me

Dad: son, we need to talk

Y/n: THIS GUY HAS BEEN FOLLOWING ME FOR HOURS

Mom: DON'T TALK LIKE THAT TO HIS MAJESTY THE SON OF THE SOUL KING, father of all quincies

Y/n:  ENGLISH DAMMIT WHAT DOES THAT MEAN, WHAT THE HELL IS A QUINCY ANYWAY?

Dad: sit down son, it will be long

One long explanation latter

Y/n: quincies sound very....dark period of germany, beside,  I hope not all quincies are actually your children,  you'd have to pay alot in child support....and that would also be kinda incestuous

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