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Fate Grand Order
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Trap Male Reader
Howard Philips Lovecraft
Background story
We are Howard Philips Lovecraft or in short H.P Lovecraft
We are can be said one of the tops Novelist and also one who make people start a new religion with the stories we write
Well I suppose that is great and after all, all we ever know since young was books
Reading many different kinds of books has always been our life since young
Well we were always locked up in the house and not allowed to get out because our Mother was being paranoid that we would die like our father if we were to go outside
Whenever we tried to go outside our Mother would go berserk and hit us while screaming the outside world is not safe
Our Grandpa would bring us to his library where he has many books and he even tries to write some stories and poems for us too albeit they were pretty dark and depressing stories it was still good
Well being locked in the house and not allowed to go outside, spending time reading stories, and letting our Imagination run rampage
When certain age we were allowed to go to school the other children looked at us weirdly, especially because we like to tell the story about stars or something like a Monster under the bed
Sometimes we would get bullied by the other kids for being weird and cause of this we would skip school from time to time when we feel too tired and heavy cause going to school means being kicked and insulted
Sometimes cause of this we would have wishes and desire of wanting to just kill ourselves but we still want to live and write stories
Well, we somehow survive until high school...
One day our Grandpa has a stroke and died
And soon after our Grandma and Mom also as well
That day was sad and make us fall deeper into the pit of depression
Although part of us was also quite curious and fascinated with the concept of death like where does their soul go?
When young our Mother told us that Santa Claus is not real but wouldn't that mean God is also a Myth?
Well the more we are interested and research about it we start having weird dreams and nightmares
And from those nightmares and dreams, we make them become Stories or Poem
One day we meet a girl on time when we were an editor at a press company
She liked our stories and don't look at us like we were weird or anything having so many weird gory stories in our head
We go out with her and then marry her although our Aunt doesn't agree with us marrying a widow
But we tried to assure her that it will be fine
And so we move out and lived together with our wife and it was all happy
Well that is until we have a financial problem and her health gets worse
She decided to move out to a different country to get a job, and we agreed to it
And so that leaves us back alone here
After a long time of trying to survive and with some little money our wife send to us
We decide to ask if she wants a divorce in the letter cause we don't want to trouble her for trying to support a failing Writer
And so since then no letter ever come anymore
So I suppose that's a yes
We send her another letter just to inform them that we would move back to our Aunt's house cause we don't have the money to keep renting the small apartment
There was still no letter but eh with our insecurities we thought she probably already hated us and might or might not be cheating on us there and is happy to read that we wanted a divorce
We keep writing stories and stories and submitting them but most of them were not accepted in the context of being too gory or too dark
We also go on adventure trying to find inspiration to write and encounter weird stuff or weird books too
At one point we were diagnosed with terminal cancer and don't have much time to live
And we'll guess we gonna die is what we thought... We don't really have many regrets well we do want to have a nice family or friends cause you know we always spend our lives alone having no one...
Not even our Wife cared to see us when we were sick... Our one friend committed suicide
Haaah... There was really no reason for us to live at that point we only live to write
And so we died
The End
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Well that is how it should have been but we woke up in a strange alley
And we also see some newspapers telling about our death that just happened a week ago or so?
Well this all is weird and starts getting weirder after we saw a giant walking robot letting out some steam smoke approaching us
And another weird guy who just screams creepy talks to us about wanting us to create Chaos in this timeline
Well we try to go on with the flow as we still being weirded out by all that just happened
The Robot start explaining stuff about being a servant and all and that we are new servant which is why we are alive and also say that the abnormality of all of this may have disrupted the information transfer to our mind
Well after creating a few chaoses here and there testing the ability or what people would say magecraft we have
We meet a group of people and they talk about Singularity and stuff
Well we try to play innocent as they know we were a servant thanks to some magical voice from somewhere
Well good thing we left the grail back at the best and not carrying it all the time with us
It was all well until a girl with purple hair come and recognize our true identity! Even though we already go to such lengths as cross-dressing as a girl
The black hair guy then says the girl is Chutulu
We were like 'Eh?'
And then a small girl comes who is supposed to be Abigail and also holds the Silver Key...
We are like 'What next The king in yellow? Yog-Sothoth? Nyanthorltep?'
But we'll our adventure started while trying to not get find out being the main cause of the singularity cause of afraid what will happens
And also cause us to have some fun and to make a stage-like story where the true villain was their friend stuff
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Class: " Foreigner / Caster
Strength: C+
Endurance: B
Agility: C+
Mana: Ex
Luck: D
Np: Ex ( Anti reality?)
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Love intrest:???
Do, please put what you want but no Overrated girl! So no Artoria or Nero or Tiamat!
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