Yandere Impact (Honkai Impact 3 x Male Reader)

Chapter 1: The man who always smile

A/N: New story, and i'm going to clear something real quick before i start

1. This story will not have your average chad MC like i'm used to give you guys

This one will be a more submissive reader, but still domina- Yeah no one believe that shit

The reader is a masochist, and he is weak as hell. He isn't going to get a power-up, or any of those things here. Just a human, 100% 

I won't change my mind on that, no matter what you guys said

2. No, i won't do Liliya and Rozaliya in this harem because they are too pure

3. Every character in this story will be 18+ at least, because that's what should be

4. If every characters are 18+, then that means there will be Lemons too, yay

5. Genderbend Otto

6. The Yandere will not be 'Blablabla, he is handsome i love him and kill for him'. I'm a chad beyond chad, i will work on the Backstories and why did they become Yandere over the reader

7. Every girl that i think hot is in the harem >:D

Well, here we go?

Narrator POV

The Valkyries

Girls who decided to dedicated their lives to protect Humanity against the Honkai, until they die

They were the hope of Humanity, and had a lot of pressure on their shoulder

But before being Valkyries, they wee Human first, and had their feeling leading them

Now that you all understand what is a Valkyrie, what about the random people, you may ask, and even more, about the protagonist of this story?

Well, let me show you his encounter, with a 500 years old simp, but genderbend

Y/N POV

Merchant: And never come back! You useless piece of shit!

The merchant throw me to the ground, my backpack too, as i rubbed my head

Y/N: At least you accepted me for the job! Thank you!

He flipped me off, before slamming the door shut, as i sigh

Y/N: Another week for me to starve to death.....

I took my backpack, and started to walk away, a little down

Y/N L/N, 18 years old, trying his best to survive in a world where only talents are valued

I lived in the street since i am 15 years old, since the day i was able to flee from my parents home, who was a living hell for me

Most people would think i had a happy childhood, since i was smiling everytime

Well, does being raped, tortured, and drugged for 11 years is a good childhood? Because i don't think so

No matter where i go, people would look at me with disgust, and hateful glare, while i was still smiling

Sometimes, a group of random Valkyries would take me to an alley, and beat me to take off their stress

Even though it was painful, i was able to feel something from it, i don't know what, or how. Just, i could feel it