𝗠.𝗢.𝗡.𝗢. [𝚖𝚑𝚊 𝚡 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚘] 18+

𝗖𝗵. 2: 𝗫𝗲𝗻𝗼𝗽𝗵𝗼𝗯𝗶𝗮 (old)

𝗫𝗲𝗻𝗼𝗽𝗵𝗼𝗯𝗶𝗮
𝗙𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝗢𝗳 𝗦𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝘀/𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗨𝗻𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄𝗻
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This is an old chapter. Some parts might not fit in with Ch. 1: Monophobia, so I'll give a quick rundown.

The old Ch. 1 is basically just Mono escaping and finding himself in this new world, that's ALL. The story continues after that.

𝗠𝗼𝗻𝗼 𝗣𝗢𝗩

This city is strange...

And that is coming from me... The one who lives- LIVED in Pale City.

During my 23 hour observation of this city... I found out about... a lot of things.

This city has those who are called "Heroes" and those who are called "Villains..." Heroes being the good-people and villains... being the bad-people.

Like those... fictional childrens books I read in abandoned libraries.

Apparently "villain attacks" are quite frequent in this city. Some pillaging structures... some causing havoc... some even taking stuff that are not theirs.

Villain attacks could happen at any time, whether it would be morning, afternoon... or at the dead of night.

But there is always... Always a hero to save the day... Like the story books...

Too bad no one came to save me...

I would sometimes get spotted by said heroes...

Usually they ignore me...

Most of the times they chase me... Sometimes calling me a villain... While other times they just "want to talk"

It is hard trusting strangers... Even if they are "Heroes"

I cannot help but feel paranoid... My old habits taking over, as I outrun everything and everyone...

Thus... I decided to call this city:
"Peaceful City" where everyone can be what they want to be... No overlords forcing people to do obscure acts... No giant creatures haunting the residents... And no unexplainable creature lurking around every alleyway.

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Today marks the 2nd day of my observations. It is currently midnight... I doubt there would be any attacks happening... But if there were... I would hear it.

I sit on one of the rooftops, contemplating my life and what I should do in this "peaceful" city.

It was a quick decision: do what I've always done... Explore and escape... As usual.

I was pulled out of my existential crisis by a scream in the distance.

My curiosity got the best of me, as I found myself leaping to the noise.