Born as an outsider, (Y/N) was born right on the southeastern border of the Empire in a large town. But with no family or friends, he grew up as homeless orphan, doing whatever to survive.
This eventually lead to him fleeing his homeland and living...
It wasn't long before the Crawlers were swarming the inside of Night Raid's base. (Y/N) quietly watched from his spot in the shadows as the number of crawling soldiers seemingly multiplied by the dozen.
(Y/N): "Hnrgh..."
He was surprised that no one spotted him as he had his coughing fit just minutes ago. With as loud as he was, (Y/N) was sure SOMEONE would find him and he would have to engage them in battle right there and then.
That was not the case however as once (Y/N) re-emerged from the shadows there was no one but Leone's unconscious figure.
'The other members must be inside,' he mused to himself.
With that thought in mind, (Y/N) found the nearest window and smashed it with his elbow. He then hopped over the broken shards of glass and entered the base. The room he was in wasn't very detailed and was pretty simple. Aside from that, there was nothing else that was noticeable for (Y/N) to examine. A wooden door was the only thing separating him from potentially another Night Raid member. With caution, (Y/N) slowly opened the door, his left hand on the hilt of his sword ready to be drawn if need be.
The next thing (Y/N) saw was another window in front of him and to his sides a hallway with wooden flooring. He checked behind him before emerging from the room completely and closing the door, entering the hall.
There were no sounds coming from any direction, not one that (Y/N) could hear anyway.
(Y/N): <This place must be pretty large if I can't hear anything. Or maybe I'm in another part of the base.>
(Y/N) wasn't quite sure what to make of this. But regardless of its size, it was meaningless to him. He isn't there to inspect the size of the base.
A few moments of silence passed. Still, he heard nothing and the eerie silence was starting to unnerve to the usual ever so poised (Y/N). He shivered uncomfortably.
(Y/N): <This doesn't feel right. Technically Night Raid are my allies. I can't just let that slip out though. Not exactly sure if I can trust a group of assassins, even if we are working for the same cause. And after what I've done, I doubt they'll believe I'm on their side.>
Suddenly, (Y/N) felt as if a thousand daggers were going through his back.
(Y/N): <What the hell?>
His instincts told him to turn around, which he did. Behind him was the girl he had previously thought to have killed months prior. Sheele.
(Y/N): 0_0 <S-She should be dead...> "No... This isn't real. You... You shouldn't be here."
At a speed that was almost too fast for (Y/N) to register, Sheele was in front of (Y/N), with Extase out and ready to cut (Y/N) like a piece of paper.
Sheele: "You should've gone for the head."
A swift swing from Sheele would've decapitated (Y/N) had it not been for his insanely quick reflexes. He quickly flipped away out of Extase's range and unsheathed his sword, pointing it at Sheele.
(Y/N):
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