Alternate Timeline Family AU- Part 1
I doubt anyone remembers that weird family au post I made a year ago… but yea. Later on, I decided to make a fanfic out of it, but it seems I don’t have the time anymore and I really haven’t fleshed anything out so HA :P
I’ll just make a summary of the outline and whatnot.
After becoming the seal, both Makoto Yukis (P3MC&FeMC) somehow reincarnates in a world different from theirs. While they retained their original appearances from their past lives, they belong to a different family and possessed a different profile overall. For one, Makoto(M) was born as Minato Arisato in that world while Makoto(F) was born as Kotone Shiomi… and to top it off, they were born years earlier.
Yes, that means they get to experience a normal life.
Here’s the rough prologue:
Prologue: Fated Meeting
If I were to tell someone that I saved the world once and died doing so, I’d be laughed at.
That’s what I figured, at least, until I met her.
It was during my final year in high school- that day, I jokingly told her about my story. I hoped that if she had laughed at me, I’d finally learn to forget about those memories and laugh at my pathetic self for believing them.
But… she didn’t laugh at all.
No, in fact, she took me with utmost seriousness and asked me various other questions as if she genuinely believed me.
She was such a strange one.
Ever since then, during the following years, she stuck to me like glue. Not that I didn’t want it. I didn’t mind the company; actually, I quite liked it. It’s just… I’ve always wondered why she kept insisting on sticking close to me for all these years.
We were practically polar opposites- she was very cheerful, talkative and bright, unlike the quiet, gloomy me.
Somehow, she always found a way to worm into people’s hearts, no matter how much effort they put into closing it off. She was amazing like that.
I guess… that’s why I fell in love with her.
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I was lonely.
In this world, I’m all alone.
My friends, I mean.
Even though I’m somehow back and all… what’s the point?
Over the years, as I grew older, I wondered: “Was it real, or was it all just a dream? Did it really all happen, or is this all just the delusions of a girl?”.
I started to lose faith in myself and who I believed I used to be.
At least, until I met him.
I knew from the start that he was someone special, so I got interested in him.
He was a strange one- very quiet and kinda gloomy too. He would almost always stare into an empty space as if there was something deep going on in his mind. Whenever he actually spoke to someone, he’d always look as if he wanted to say something, but always ended up holding it back.
Somehow, it felt lonely.
Despite being all quiet and gloomy, not to mention having a weird sense of humor- people still swarmed around him.
Whenever there was trouble, he was the go-to person for everyone.
Before I knew it, I found myself relying on him as well- he was amazing like that.
One day, he told me about his story about how he used to be the leader of SEES… like me.
About how he fought through the Dark Hour with his friends… like me.
And about how he died… pretty much like me.
I was surprised. It was the same as what I remembered.
Then I thought, maybe, just maybe… we’re the same person…?
It’s a weird thought. I like it.
Us crossing paths in this world, in a different time and place… it’s as if we were fated to meet.
I felt thankful to be born here.
He made me feel thankful for everything- my life back then, and my life here now.
I fell for him pretty hard, huh?
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I was surprised when I heard it from her.
- She had gone through the same journey I did.
Fighting through the Dark Hour… The Fall… Nyx…
I don’t really understand how this was possible, but just as how she trusted me, I decided to trust her.
The same person, huh?
I really couldn’t see that.
Parallels of one another…?
But I don’t dislike it.
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This is the happiest day of my life!
I was scared at first, about telling him about my memories.
I was scared that he might not believe me, or that he might get angry that I hadn’t told him all this time… despite trusting me with his story.
… I was right to trust him.
Telling him about it just strengthened our relationship… and today, we tie our knots.
Today, I become his wife.