Prologue / One shot (?) : Fate calls
“ Yuri, did you hear what happened yesterday?! There was a giant…”
“Not interested.”
And that conversation was more or less the summary of my pretty short life.
Hi there, I’m Sorano Yuri, and I’m currently avoiding to get roped in another of those overdone anime plots.
From childhood friend promises, to beautiful foreign princes, to cute pets and shady items, I shall strike down all those plot flags!
Ahem. It seems I’m getting a bit ahead of myself here.
So, good morning everyone, I’m Sorano Yuri, an eighteen years old college student ( I skipped ahead when I learned a foreign prodigy was due to arrive next year somewhere around fourth grade), I’m half Japanese from my father, and half French from my mother. Unfortunately, I inherited everything from my mother, which makes it hard to avoid attention when you’re a 1.70m tall, European looking blue eyed blonde.
It took me years to forgive my parents for that.
Currently I’m ignoring a random gossip monger who is talking about some incident which involved giant robots and the dojo where I was learning judo. Good thing I didn’t feel well and skipped yesterday, mecha genre sucks.
When I was seven years old and was introduced to the world of manga, I didn’t think anything of it. That is, until I realized that there were eerie similarities with the life I was currently living. Case in point, I had a childhood friend, back there, whom I often protected against bullies. The poor guy was so grateful that he always stuck by me, which was annoying, but still flattering. The moment the alarm bells rung was the day before he left, his parents were going to live in the states for their work, and he dragged me to a hill ( where the hell did it come from ? I never found it and I’m living here!) to make a promise to get married when we grew up.
Ring-a-Ding, went the cliché alarm, making their grand début!
I promised him that I’d think about it.
Following that, cliché plot over cliché plot threw their selves at me, as if taunting me now that I became aware of them!
Years later, after so much frustration, fear, and beating them away, I was finally reaching adulthood!
Hurray me! Adulthood Banzai! Adults are less interesting that prepubescent teenagers and flying ninjas, and the more I age, the less I’d be interesting for a cliché plot! I’ll be able to run away from the Japanese madness using my double nationality and live a peaceful life in France!
Unfortunately, Fate decided otherwise.
“ …Revolutionary ! You can play in your sleep, and the newest technology advances make it so you wake up completely refreshed, as if you slept the whole time! Beta testing phase is over, and over fifty thousand copies already have already been sold!”
Nope.
I turned slowly towards the giant screen in the streets, dread starting to creep up my spine. A woman was speaking to a man in a lab coat, who was wearing a helmet and explaining what was going on.
“Launching begins tomorrow, and several sets have been set randomly sent to non subscribers, for after all, luck is also a part of the game!”
If you spot this story on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation.
No. Nope. No no no nonono!
I ran towards my apartment, but It was too late, for in front of my door was a small box labeled ‘VR Entertainments’ to my name.
The choices in front of me were clear.
According to the scenario, if I take it and use it, I risk getting stuck in a VR death game.
If I ignore it, it will just happen that people will still be stuck inside, but this time we’d be attacked by aliens or something Sci Fi.
I took the package inside and sat on my bed, thinking about what I should do.
*Yuri-chama’s inner council*
Shounen!Yuri, in a sailor uniform, was sitting smugly at the table, overlooking everyone else.
“Ha! You should have seen that coming, I mean, we are smart, strong, and single!”
Shoujo!Yuri, dresses in a frilly white dress, blushed , before stammering.
“B-But, Yuri-en-chan, if we get roped in shounen, we’ll end up as love interests…”
“WWhat ?! Explain Yuri-jo !”
In a side, the blood covered Horror!Yuri, or Yuri-or sighed.
“ Suspension bridge effect, mostly, if we team up. We’re attractive due to our stereotypical foreign good looks, thus in danger of rape and such. “
“Furthermore, “Added the scantily clad Seinen!Yuri, or Sei-Yuri ” You have to consider that most of the shounen romance plots end up with the hero choosing the typical Japanese love interest, leaving the other harem-ettes pining for him. After all, those are lessons to encourage young men to prefer the Japanese Yamato Nadeshiko to the seductive foreigner. Dad’s case was an exception.”
“B-But !”
“Aaaah, Face it Yuri-en-chan, the only way you could ever be a shounen protagonist with that body would be one with lesbian undertones ~” Added Yuri!Yuri, or Yuri², while toying with her lily bouquet
“N-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!”
Yuri-en let out a scream of despair and ran away crying.
*Thus ended the Yuri council, the only Yuri who could have helped take a decision currently sobbing in some dark corner of the original’s mind.*
Nai wa.
Impossible.
Impensable.
After 17 years of successful evasion, my fate finally caught me.
I feel tears welling up my eyes.
“ Uuuuuu…. At least I wanted to be able to choose my genre…..”
-End-
Hehe, so ends my little one shot. I still have some ideas to write more and make it a fully fledged story, but I don’t know if people would read it, soooo…
Fun fact : Not counting the title and the notes, this chapter counts 666 words ! Until I realized it needed at least 1 k words to be posted her, so I added some …
Seeing as it is my first story, I won’t ask you not to criticize me, but instead to do it with reason. I’m still a fragile little thing ~.