LOST IN THE UNWRITTEN PROLOGUE
pairing. (Future!Yandere)Otome Game!Main Leads x Isekai Mob F!Reader
summary. from this imagine post. just like every Isekai story, something tragic occurred to you. but, instead of being born into any of your favorite game / show, you see yourself in an unfinished light novel that you read the summary about. the story? you're clueless! you've only known sippets of the story. but...it's nothing to worry about, right? you're not even an important character. you'll be fine! so, why do you find yourself being surrounded by main characters ?!
content warning. own characters for otome game leads, generic isekai type fic?, i don't know what else to warn you guys, i wrote this instead of going to sleep, you'll see a lot of weird spelling and strange grammar because of that, not beta'ed.
gif divider credit. @cafekitsune
Laying in bed, phone in hand, scrolling through webn*el, mang*ox, and even resorted to looking into anime and manga pages on fac*ok for recommendations on what to read for the next few days.
It took you hours to find some appealing ones― the arts were mesmerizing, but the plots weren't something that appealed to you at that moment. You put them on your phone's note for when you feel like reading and watching said genre. And still, you were scrolling through different thread sites, searching for something. Anything!
It was when a title caught your attention.
Whispers of Heart and Fate.
A lightnovel-turned-otome game about the protagonist Elara Blackwell― born to be the next great saintess, hailing from a humble commoner family, is sent to the kingdom's most prestigious academy of arts and magic: Lionedge Institute to learn to control and use her abilities for what's to come. Because of Lionedge Institute being an aristocratic dominant academy, people of non-noble title and blood are looked down upon. And, of course, this includes Elara. Due to her special entrance of the said school, many are skeptic of the reason, for all they know rumor has it that she entered the said school under the Church's recommendation. Elara didn't have many qualities that would have her stand out among the commoner group. She was... average at best. Hence, Marliene Scarlette Kerrigan, the novel-game's villainess, tormenting the poor Elara throughout her school life.
And what is a protagonist without her love interests and protectors?
Of course, the novel-game introduces; Kieran Alexander Mccarthy. The kingdom's crown prince and greatest swordsman. He is the main lead of the story. And the contender for the male lead is none other than Kieran's best friend, said to be the next Great Mage, Cyrus Rowan Williams.
There are other male romantic options like: Oriel Hart, the silver-tongued alchemist-scientist. Luca Lowell, a beast-hybrid.
The plot was quite interesting that you've read through the summary and the first 8 chapters of the novel and saw half of the gameplay from a yo*uber that it was already 7:17AM.
"Man! It's already tomorrow? I gotta do chores tomorr-erm... today. I have to do my chores today." You took another look at the time on the phone screen to make sure you weren't dreaming. It is 7:18AM. Well, guess there was nothing you could do to turn back time... you just hope you finish chores asap so you could sleep.
With a deep groan, you stretched your limbs up in the air, already hearing the street bustling with life outside. That made you sigh deeply. You shouldn't have sent so much time reading and watching an ongoing novel-game. You promised yourself you'll sleep early tonight. For now? You've got laundry to wash!
Despite the drowsiness you were feeling, you pushed through the feeling. You dumped your laundry in the washing machine. While you waited, you cleaned the whole house. After the washing was through, you tossed the laundry into the dryer, and it was already past lunch.
Your stomach rumbled as it reminded you that you forgot to have your breakfast. No wonder you felt like having a stomachache... your stomach was empty! But you were so tired to cook a meal for yourself that you decided to order food online. The shop was just a few blocks away so you've decided a pick-up instead of a delivery. For what reason? You had to buy medicine on the way over. So, basically, it was two birds with one stone-kinda thing.
Waiting for the dryer to finish, you decided to rest your eyes. Closing them and taking deep breaths. You didn't even notice that, slowly, you were drifting to sleep. It was only when your phone rung that you sleepily tried to open your tired eyes― it took a gigantean strength to do so ―getting up and reading what was on your phone screen. Your order was ready for pick-up.
"I should've just had it delivered... demmit me." You grumbled to yourself before getting up groggily. The place seemed to spun for a quick moment, leaning against the table as you took a wobbly step towards the door.
Taking deep breaths, you opened the door and squinted the moment you were greeted by the bright sunlight.
You groan, hissing under your breath as you turned and walked towards the staircase. Your house was on the fifth floor and unfortunately, the building didn't account for an elevator as it only had five floors plus a rooftop(so basically having 6 floors).
Each heavy steps, you tried to stay awake.
Each blink you made felt heavier and slower than the last one you did.
God. It took so much effort to stay awake when your body tells you to just stop and drop to sleep.
As you reach your foot forward to take another step, you blinked your eyes, and it felt like you've missed a step. Your eyes were closed and were slow to open as the sunlight glared down on you. As you had your eyes opening, you were already finding yourself falling face-first on the stairs and all you thought was, 'Oh, sugar honey iced tea.'
A loud scream came out of nowhere― you couldn't tell who as you had your eyes closed. Pain slowly filled your sleepy-state as you tried to push yourself up. Unfortunately, your limbs wouldn't follow what your brain commanded, and the last thing you felt was someone lifting your limp body up off the ground before your consciousness fade to black.
You suddenly hoped the dryer finished its spin when you come back home.
i’ve written this instead of sleeping and its already 7:14AM. i can hear the rooster from the other house hollering… at least i don’t have anything to do today but bedrot ✨
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