ALL NOVEL Chapter • Prologue: I Became A Mangaka In Another World!
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There is something especially disorienting about waking up and finding yourself at a table, with a pencil in your hand. In a room, you never seen or have been to. There are papers scattered around the surface of the table, each containing messy scribbles. Most of them are Dragon Ball-like characters. Others are of trees and stick figures fighting each other and different skies. The paper right before me is of a starry night sky, still in the process of being drawn out.
My mind is in such a haze, that I can barely register the movement I make when I reach out for a blank sheet of paper. I can hear people talking about trivial things, but all of that goes over my head. Nothing wants to stick.
Looking around, I find myself in some sort of restaurant. People are eating and talking to each other as the time goes by.
And in front of me are two people I never saw before. One is an above-average-looking young man in his early 20s with golden hair and black eyes. He is currently wearing a loose dress black shirt and dress pants and shoes. As of now, he is watching me with a smile.
Next to him is an above-average-looking young woman in her early 20s with long black shiny hair to her waist and bright green eyes. She currently wearing an red dress that seems to fetch a bit, and red flats. Like the man, she is also watching me.
" Whatcha drawing Asahi?"
I was, to say the least extremely confused when the man addressed me, in Japanese no less.
' Wait... I understand him!' I was shocked I understood Japanese perfectly.
Because of my love for Anime and overall Japan, I took some courses from my good friend Hana in High School, who was a Japanese exchange student.
I was okay and could hold a decent conversation in Japanese with her. When she had to grade me, she gave me a C. Not the best and not the worst.
But how? I perfectly understand Japanese and all that it entails.
" A Knight, Oto-san(Dad)," I said without me knowing, in perfect Japanese.
I saw him rise an eyebrow.
" A Knight?"
I went for a smile and then showed him.
Under my smile, I however was hiding my shock at what "Knight" I drew.
' Ashen One, what are you doing here?!' I screamed in my mind.
Yes. That is who I drew. The Ashen One from Dark Souls 3.
" You really are our child, huh?" The woman who I somehow know is my new Mom said. Her lips twitched upwards into a beaming smile, while she patted my head.
As I was getting headpatted (I finally understand why my Dog loves this), I read my Dad's face. I knew he was impressed. He was trying to hide it, but was absolutely failing at it - grinning ear-to-ear. His eyes screamed how much he loved my Ashen One drawing.
" Why a Knight, Son?" He went for a question, as he coughed a bit. His face was a bit red, as my Mom giggled at him.
" Because Kaa-chan(Mommy) likes Knights," I said. My face was pure and innocent.
Hmph! And they say drama class won't help me!
Suck it, Mrs.Clampitt and Mr.Hartshorn!
" Aww~ So you drew it for me?"
I hide my amusement as my Dad looked at my Mom and my Drawing. His eyes screaming that he will fight for this drawing, tooth and nail.
" Hehe~ Don't worry Honey, I won't take it away from you~" My Mom giggled as my Dad seemed to sign in relief.
Clearing his throat, he looked at me. Green eyes and black eyes stared into each other.
" Son, would you like me to teach you how to draw Manga?"
My Mom's face twitched hearing him, and my eyes widened.
I don't know why, but I somehow feel the answer to this question will change everything for me.
So I answered...
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" Yes. I would love that, Oto-san." I said with resolve.
Whatever this new World and new life of mine throws at me, I will face it head-on.
That's just how I am.
That's just how Yamamoto Asahi, is.
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