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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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