An Identity V fanfic, written purely for the love of it.
Pairing: Jack the Ripper x Naib Subedar
[Comedic Version]
My name is Naib Subedar. As you can see, I used to be a traveler. I also have a good buddy with amazing abilities. His name is Eli.
We don't talk much, but we're tough as nails. On the very first day we learned the truth about this world, one of us was dragged away by a monster while the other barely survived.
Help: How does one person survive in this fractured, bizarre era?
Later, I stood at the end of the story, holding the script Eli had written for me and shouting, "Wait, weren't I supposed to be the savior?"
Only later did I find out I'd been holding my script upside down.
Ha ha, I give up.
You're still listening to my story?
All right, then.
When I was in the City of Steam, all I wanted was to improve myself and, while I was at it, see when that expressionless guy in the mask would show his face and smile at me.
Then he really did smile.
And later, he stood opposite me, looking at me with a pair of mismatched eyes.
This is a story about someone who failed to become a savior and nearly lost himself in the process.
[Serious Version]
The wind has swept across the snowy plains for a hundred years.
Some people fall in love here. Some lose each other here. And some turn away from everything they once knew.
He met him on a snowy plain.
That person offered him a pair of gloves and slowed his pace to wait for him.
Only later did he learn that, long before they met, that person had already set out on a road with no turning back.
In that final moment, Naib gazed into those eyes, half purple and half green, and said:
"I hope you die."
Delicious, so delicious that I realize now that I am undoubtedly angry