Bio + Prologue

Well, got a few of my stories posted here, now it's time for this one. I'm not gonna be altering that many Author's notes here, but I'm gonna skip a few to get to the point. Enjoy.

(Y/N) = Your Name, (L/N) = Last Name, (H/C) = Hair Color, (E/C) = Eye Color

Age: 19

Height: 5′11

Sexuality: Bi (Mostly leans towards girls)

When I show a character, they will have a bio below their photo. Here’s an example.

Bio Unlocked

Name:

(Insert image here)

Age:

Gender:

Height:

Voice Actor:

Love Interest: Positive or Negative

Yeah, this should... this should help.

Also, to make something clear, I’m a little bit size blind, so I might mess up some heights here and there. Hope no one minds...

Just to be clear, just cause I’m starting this story doesn’t mean I will abandon the others... that’s all.

Now, as you all know, I’m not gonna add every single character to the list of lovers... I don’t know why I had to say harem the long-way, but whatever. Some characters are just gonna be hanging out and all.

And also since this is a series inspired by ‘They’re REAL?!’, ‘Glitching between reality’, and a new one I’m about to start called ‘Glitchverse Meets Real World’, shoutout to the creators of those stories. So I’m gonna be drawing some inspiration from their stories to influence my own... mostly the first two.

Now on top of all things, I don’t plan on bringing EVERY character from all the series I include but considering that the Hellaverse has more characters, background or not, than... every other series I’ve listed, so... I haven’t fully decided on a max limit yet.

But, on another note, someone sent me a list of characters to use as a cohost and... *Pulls out cards* the list is big. So let’s get started!

Alright, now first choice is uh... I don’t know that one so, I’m gonna look at the next-OH! Oh boy, heh. My reality is dead if I choose that one, hehe. Uh... let’s see. *Starts mumbling while shuffling through card* Ya know what? I’m just gonna pick the one that easiest to subdue.

*Ding, Dong*

Oh, there it is.

*Opens door*

Mailman: Delivery for Mr... Emperor?

That’s me.

Mailman: Okay, just sign here.

*Signs and leaves a tip* Have a good day! *Door shut* Okay, now let’s see here- *Opens box sees body pillow, then closes it* OH! S***, that ain’t my cohost. Uh, ha, ha... uh, I’m sure he’ll be here by the end of the chapter. Enjoy.

(Your P.O.V.)

Okay, let’s get one thing clear. My name is (Your name) (Middle Name) (Last name). I’m not anyone special. I’m not some upcoming rockstar, I’m not very popular, I’m not some super awesome Chad, I’m not Superman, or Spider-man. I’m quite literally your AVERAGE nineteen-year-old, living in the suburbs, who is NOT rich, who is also a big fan of-

WAIT! WAIT! WAIT! Don’t go!

... Okay, I know this sounds boring... and to some extent it kinda is-But trust me, it gets good. Trust me.

Where was I again? Oh, yeah!

“Just a little to left.” I say, guiding the movers where to put my couch. “And... okay, set her down.” I say and they let it down on the living room floor. “Thanks a lot guys.”

“Yeah, no problem. It’s just our job.” One of them says. “Sure, you don’t need help with the rest of these?”

“Nah, I can unload the boxes in the morning. I should be all good.”

“Alright, have a good one then.” They say as they leave.

“You too.”

Okay, so I wasn’t living in the suburbs yet. I was just moving in. I got a good and affordable house and finally was able to leave my parents’ home and get on my own feet. Got a well-paying job too, so I am all good to go.

I’ve got my PS5, my Switch (The original not the crappy Switch 2), my Gaming PC, my Xbo-Wait no, I don’t have that... well, I still have a lot of other things. Like my plushie collection, and all that other stuff I’ll tell you about later.

But anyways, enough about that. Let’s get back to what I’m doing right now.

I sighed as I looked around my new home. I had few things unpacked and a few boxes, but it was my home. A two-story building with a big enough living room for people to come over with a pull-out couch, and a guest bedroom in case I have someone over. And the best part, I’ve got a gaming set up with my PC in my room, and if I feel like wanting to play with a controller, I’ve got my other consoles down in the living room.

“It’s all mine...” I say proudly as I looked around, thinking of what to do first.

(...)

I was sitting on the couch, sobbing uncontrollably as I had just finished watching the finale of Digital Circus after binging it that night. I sniffled, my eyes were puffy, my sight was blurry, I had snot running out of my nose-Okay, I’m exaggerating, but still.

I wipe my eyes and nose, then turn off the TV. After that, I lean back and take a deep breath. This was a pretty good first memory living in this place. And I was planned to make much more... well, ones that didn’t involve me crying over one of my favorite series ending, but still some pretty happy ones.

I decided to check your phone and... yep, Twitter is starting drama again. I sighed before going to BlueSky. Sadly, there wasn’t much of anything there. I just got up and decided to call it a night. I start work in a few days and I could use all the rest I can get.

As I get to my bedroom, I open up a trash bag and looked inside, seeing it full of my plushies.

“Alright, who’s gonna be leaving the bag?” I say while looking around the bag. “Let’s see.” I shove a hand into the bag, reach around and grab the first toy I can find before pulling it out. “Jax! Okay, bud.” I say while tossing him on the bed. “Alright, now to... oh shoot. Of course, I somehow left this on.” I say while going over to my PC.

I sat down and decided to at least check something. I opened Opera to close it but then spotted something.

“Oh, Helluva Boss is releasing another a new short... hopefully it’s not that stupid shark, again.”

I was about to shut it down for the night. That was until I saw something up. For some reason there was this strange glitchy stuff covering the part of my screen where the close button should be.

“What the hell?” I say as I was about to move my mouse to it but stopped. “Yeah, not gonna test that.”

Deciding to be smart, I clicked the window and dragged it away from the glitchy part and sighed as I went to close it. But then just before my tip could fully press on the button, the glitch suddenly dashed over and got under the cursor as I clicked it, and my screen glitched and froze.

“Wait-NO! NO! NO! NO! SHIT!” I yelled as I try to move the cursor. “No, no, please no-” It then unfroze and I blinked.

I stared for a moment... then I opened Malwarebytes and ran that shit... it detected no viruses... so I shut down my computer and went to my bed. I laid down and pulled the plushie close to me before sighing.

“Probably should get that looked at in the morning.” I say before closing my eyes. “Hope tomorrow is a better day.”

(...)

It was a peaceful new morning-Scratch that. Something crashing downstairs wakes me up, springing into a sitting position with my eyes wide. Looking at the door to my bedroom, I hear some voices coming from... well, downstairs.

What was my first thought? Well, intruders, that’s what.

Groaning that this is happening on my first morning in this house and I couldn’t believe that I didn’t even get a chance to make breakfast.

“God, why does this have to happen now!?” I say as I got off the bed.

Then I reached under and pulled out a guitar case. I opened it, revealing my handy dandy shotgun. What brand was it? Doesn’t matter. It’s made to take care of intruders, and that’s what it was gonna do.

After loading it, I clicked it, then nodded before making my way out the door. I snuck down the stairs while keeping my back to the wall so that no can see me, taking a deep breath as I went down the stairs and listened.

“Owchies.” I hear one of them say.

“Oh... wha... where am I? Oh... h-hello?”

“Hey yourself, you... weird angel... snake thing.”

“What the... wha... huh? What is... w-where am I?... who are you guys?”

“Uh, well... I... I don’t know where we are right now. It looks... kinda... not like Hell, but alssso not like Heaven.”

“Yeah, real helpful. I don’t got time for this. I need to find-WHAT THE HELL IS THAT THING!?”

“What are you-OH! OH! What the heck!?”

"Curious gaze. You look... odd.”

“Oh, yeah, like you don’t look like a freakshow.”

“I’ll say.”

“Now, now. Let’s not be rude. Ssshe can’t control what ssshe looks like after all.”

“Actually, I chose this look. It makes me feel... warm.”

“... okay... okay, I... understand.”

I blinked in confusion. These guys sounded weird with the way they were talking. It was like they were all just meeting each other for the first time. And some of them sounded... oddly familiar.

“Okay, what the actual hell is going on. I swear I was just... I don’t know dying just now or some shit, and now-*Slap*... wait... did... shit... fuck, shit... wait, I can curse? What is going on?”

“What, you couldn’t say shit or fuck before?”

“N-No, I couldn’t say any curse word before. Wha... is this... what... is this a part of the circus?”

“This doesssn’t look like a circusss to me.”

“Well, I’d definitely call this whole group you got here a circus. Especially with that freak.”

“Not inaccurate.”

Okay, there has to be a logical reason for why this is happening... roleplayers that were high and/or drunk broke into your house... that was logical, but it sounds the least illogical.

“Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to go find the title screen.”

“Title screen?”

“Uh, I mean like-”

I thought, screw the logic. These people broke into my house, time to show them who’s boss.

“Put your hands in the air!” I yelled while getting up and aiming my shotgun at them.

Then I stopped and my eyes widened again. What was expecting? Well, I was expecting some guys wearing ski masks and had bags ready to steal anything you had. Maybe since these were roleplayers that they’d be cosplaying their favorite characters. Or... some drunks being naked or some shit, you didn’t know.

It could’ve been any of those things. What I didn’t expect to see a big white snake guy with a hat that had an eye on it with halo and wings, a small metal cyclops ball with arms and legs, or a tall 3D animated cartoon rabbit wearing overalls with yellow teeth.

But... they were there. They looked freaked out as they stared at me with equally wide eyes. And I... was trying to process what I was seeing. These guys... I just couldn’t believe what I was seeing.

“Is... is that... a-are you a...” The snake guy starts to say.

“Hey, bud, calm down. Look, this doesn’t have to get ugly. Uh...” The small metal ball says. “Y-You don’t seem like the hero type.”

“What about him says he looks like a hero?” The rabbit asks.

“I don’t know. But I’ve seen some people that don’t look like heroes who turn out to be heroes.”

“I... I-I...” I started to say.

“Just, breath. We... we come in peace.” The snake guy says while making the peace sign.

My hands were trembling, I was starting to feel light-headed, not knowing what to do... then I noticed something. I could’ve sworn I heard four voices, but when I looked back, it was only three of them. Where was-?

*Drip*

... I got my answer when I felt something wet hit my forehead. I slowly look up and into two yellow glowing Xs.

“... Roar.”

Yep, now I was out.”

To be continued...

Short sweet and to the point... uh... my cohost still hasn’t arrived yet so... see you next chapter!