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dearsimp · 3 days ago

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Nellie woke up the next morning with the sound of the Hunter's Watch on her wrist. She got up, made the bed neatly and hopped into the bathroom for a quick shower.

She didn't sleep well at all, her mind clouded with thoughts. The old huntress had left a schedule for the next month to give her some idea on how to order the rest of her time. Nellie grabbed one of the bottles on the shower and squeezed it, looking at the shampoo flowing out.

"Huh."

She came out of the shower a few minutes later, huddled in a towel as she searched for the hunter's uniform. Nellie found it and tried putting it on. It didn't fit her as well as it would've fitted the original hunter. Loose in some parts, tight in others, never right. Nellie hugged herself, not daring to look in the mirror.

This wasn't right. She shouldn't be wearing that uniform, she shouldn't exist. The hunter should be wearing this uniform, and walking to work with him. Not her.

Never her.

Nellie bit her lips and put on a big coat over her body. That should do until she could get a uniform that fitted her.

She left the apartment as early as she could, hoping to get to the UNICORNS HQ before anyone else and practice with the weapons for a while so that nobody could tell she actually had no idea what she was doing.

#love and deepspace angst #love and deepspace #love and deepspace mc #love and deepspace x reader

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dearsimp · 12 days ago

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"Thanks." Nellie tipped the driver and got down from the car. She stood in front of the apartment building, looking for her keys.

She entered the building and went up the stairs to her floor. Her head was banging from the tears she never got to shed and the weight of her new life. As she arrived at her house, she saw a blond man approaching her out of the corner of her eye.

Damn.

Nervous, she toyed with the keys, trying to get inside the apartment before any questions could be asked. She almost made it, but his hand grabbed the door before she could close it.

"Where's the owner of this apartment?" He asked. Nellie recognized him by her snap photos. Xavier. "I've always lived here." Nellie answered on a reflex. That was right. She was the owner. She lived there.

At least she did now.

Xavier didn't seem to like the answer, narrowing his eyes. Nellie made her best attempt to play dumb. "I'm sorry... I don't know who you're looking for."

Liar.

Nellie closed the door as soon as Xavier took his fingers off of it. She locked it almost on instinct, hearing the shuffle outside when he tried using his set of keys to open the lock.

Lock she had changed a week before her demise.

Nellie took a look around the apartment, trying to see if she'd recognize it from her memories. She technically should, but she didn't.

It felt illegal to peek into the rooms, to pick up the scattered plushies, to roam around the house searching for anything her predecessor would've left behind for her.

She eventually found it, a shoe box under the bed filled to the brim with notes and documents. Nellie put it on top of the bed, and tore away the sticky note taped on top.

"Lock the doors and windows, close the blinds, dim the lights."

Nellie did as the note said, sitting next to the lamp as she dug through the box, eventually finding a letter addressed to her. Carefully, she tore the envelope open.

"Little Hunter:

I'm sorry to leave you with so much to deal with and so little time to process. I've kept it as simple as I could to save you time.

First of all, your new life. You're a Deepspace Hunter in Linkon. You're part of UNICORNS (check the box under the fridge), and hunt Wanderers. All of your primary weapons are at the UNICORN HC, but I keep a spare set of guns in the second drawer of the bathroom. Check my notes and reports of missions to familiarize yourself with the weapons and practice on the bounty hunts.

Second of all, the boys. They're all going to remember me, so no matter what they do, don't reveal what happened to me. They're all going to notice, but the ones you should be most on the lookout for are Sylus (box behind the dresser) and Caleb (box under the bathroom drawer), as they're the most prone to action. You'll see Xavier (box under the guest bedroom's bed) almost daily, as he was my partner in many missions, though I made sure to switch you to work with Tara, and I worked as Rafayel's (box under the kitchen sink) bodyguard. Zayne (box under the oven) was my primary care physician, but I put you under the care of a different doctor, as your heart doesn't have Protocore fragments.

Three, your free time. Your number remains the same as mine, so expect calls and messages from them asking to play Kitty Cards or Claw Machine, but it's imperative you assure them you don't know who they're looking for.

Check out the Photobooth and Meow Cafe if you have the chance. You'll have a nice time!

I've made sure to change all the documents to be yours, and left you some money to pay rent and buy groceries while you settle down in this mess. I hope it's not too hard to fill the space I've left, and that you manage to enjoy your life as much as I enjoy mine.

Love, me."

Nellie let out a heavy sigh as she looked around the room, placing the box under the bed and rummaging through the closet. "I hope her clothes fit me..." She muttered, pulling out a big hoodie and a pair of old pants.

She put them on and snuggled next to the plushies, making mental notes to start her new life tomorrow.

And not die trying.

"... I like to think that the MC, at least mine, can plan like this and not tell anyone, or don't let the boys find out. I originally didn't plan to include Caleb, but his trailer just got out and I just couldn't leave him out of this."

"... Nellie is an OC who I love a lot, but I don't believe she'd be the MC of the game, why? I just don't think she is. The MC of the game is definitely different from Nellie, and I like to think of her as a mentor figure to Nellie, like Peter Parker and Miles Morales."

"...I really don't know how much OOC I'm going with the boys, but it's a story that's meant to explore what would happen if the MC wasn't around and whoever was there to fill her place didn't want to be there either. Yes, I like angst. Yes, I like chaos."

"...Dear_Simp."

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dearsimp · 13 days ago

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"You're coming back, right? You– you always come back."

She let out a bloody sigh, a hand over the deep gash on her abdomen, Metaflux spilling out of the wound. Her hands were slowly fading into butterflies, blue and golden like the sky and the setting sun.

"Not this time, honey. This was... My final life."

Nellie panicked, looking at her. Her brown eyes filled with tears, not of pain at her departure, but of panic of the future.

"What?! What are they gonna do without you?! They've been waiting for years! They– they love you with all their hearts..."

Sbe looked at Nellie, taking the younger hand in hers. "Listen to me, Nellie. It's scary, I know, and I can't start to realize how scary it is for you. They'll notice the difference," The oldest explained, as one of her eyes turned into a iridescent butterfly that flew out of her now inexistent eye socket.

"But you have to take care of them. Even if... Even if they never... Even if you never take my place. It's okay," She assured, smiling weakly. "I've left everything arranged for you."

"Hell is going to break loose if you're not there. You're... The main character," Nellie whispered. "And I'm so sorry to pass the baton to you like this, Nellie. But you must keep this world safe from them, and them safe from this world." A bloodied cough interrupted her, and she closed her remaining eye.

"I... I really don't have any more time. One can only be reincarnated so many times after doing what I've done. There's so much I failed to teach you, honey... You'll learn as you go."

Nellie squeezed the remaining hand. "I... You, I..." She smiled tenderly. "I know. No one else will remember me. It'll be like I was wiped from the world." Her remaining eye set into Nellie's, and she squeezed harder.

She smiled at Nellie, and closed her eye. Butterflies blinded Nellie, and she closed her eyes as the gentle flaps took away her tears. When she reopened her eyes, she was gone. As she promised, not a single remain of her existence left behind.

"No matter what, never tell them what happened to me. They'll try to find me again. If they do, they'll destroy everything. You have to promise me that." Nellie looked at the setting sun behind them, and nodded. "Okay. I promise."

Nothing but her memories in Nellie's mind and theirs.

"...this is just a silly story of mine about a thought I had, but wasn't brave enough to ask about. What if the MC dies and just doesn't reincarnate? The boys remember her, but there's someone to fill the space she left, but isn't her. This girl who was left to fill the space has to handle being the main character to a story that isn't hers, with love interests that don't love her, and still keep what happened to the original MC in secret to keep the balance?

This story likely won't have a happy ending, as it's meant to be an angsty one. English isn't my first language."

"...Dear_Simp"

#love and deepspace mc #love and deepspace x reader #love and deepspace #love and deepspace angst

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