1 World of V 1

"Vincent! Dinner is ready! Finish what you are doing, otherwise there might not be any food left by the time your father is done eating!" The voice of a middle aged woman shouted from within a small and modest house.

"Coming!" a young man's voice yelled in response as he quickly paused the youtube video he was watching on his phone. The young man, previously stated to be Vincent stood up and rushed downstairs to the bathroom to wash up before eating.

As he applied soap to his hands, he took a little time to ponder about the topic the youtube video discussed. In the video a man had gone on and on about power scaling repeatedly stating many times that naruto would solo the dragon ball z universe. Vincent found the thought laughable, but decided to watch the rest of the video anyway due to his curiosity.

Vincent in his haste had forgotten an old saying 'curiosity killed the cat'. As he watched the video, he grew horrified at the examples given of Naruto's so-called 'strength'. Apparently (According to the man in the video), this 'Light Novel Naruto' had the ability to destroy planets with a sneeze. Frankly, he found that a load of bullshit.

Of course, he hadn't let the ignorance of others bother him; he would continue his day without remembering the video. After all, none of it mattered in the end they were just fictional characters, right?

Right?

Anyway, Vincent finished washing his hands and headed into the small dining room, where his parents awaited his presence. He smirked as he entered the room, and saw his parents arguing over who would use the salsa first.

Without them noticing him entering the room, he made his way to the table and snatched the jar of salsa from the table, receiving an exclamation of surprise from his parents.

""He who desires but acts not, breeds pestilence." Or so it is written." Vincent smirked as he poured some of the salsa into a bowl and took one of the tortilla chips from the bowl on the table, dipping it into the salsa savouring the flavor of victory.

"Goddammit Vincent, stop speaking in riddles and share the salsa!" Yelled his father, who was clearly angered by his initial loss of the salsa, as he didn't notice mother snatching the salsa from under his nose.

Father, who held a look of betrayal on his face as mother emptied the rest of the salsa into her bowl, lost the will to live.Vincent couldn't hold in his laughter at the sight, which in turn caused the rest of the table to erupt in laughter as well.

His mother, deciding to switch the topic to something a little more serious asked him a question. "Enough joking around, Vincent how was school?"

"Alright, but not nearly as interesting as I had hoped." Replied Vincent in an almost bored tone.

His father warning him stated "Well, keep your grades up and there will be no problems okay?"

"Okay."

Small talk like this continued through the course of the meal. Once Vincent finished his meal, he thanked his mother for cooking and headed back up the stairs to catch up on some reading.

[Timeskip, Lucio household, Midnight. Vincent]

Vincent rubbed his eyes and sighed. He had been so absorbed in his reading he did not notice the passage of time that had occurred. He decided to call it a night and turned off the lights in his room. He removed his clothing and put on some simple nightwear and laid upon his bed.

As he lay in bed, a bright light shook him out of his partial slumber. He opened his eyes and saw his TV was glowing a static grey. He stood up from his groggy sleep and went to turn it off. He was confused and possibly a little scared (Not that he would admit it). He cautiously approached his TV and stuck his hand out towards the off button.

To his relief it went off with a slight flicker. He wouldn't call himself paranoid, but he certainly wasn't going to be killed by a TV ghost if he could help it. He sat back down on his bed and pulled out his phone.

A few seconds after he typed in the passcode, his phone hit the ground with a thud, while his pajamas fell to the ground softly.

That day, Vincent Lucio disappeared from his world without a trace.

[Elsewhere, Vincent.]

Vincent heard a voice call out to him. It was an unfamiliar voice, but one that unsettled him.

"Are you the demon I summoned? You don't look very COOL!" The voice was, uncharacteristically energetic. Especially due to the fact it said something about demon summoning.

Vincent opened his eyes to see an unfamiliar ceiling. He felt his right hand holding onto something. It was cold, and felt as though it was made of metal. He looked down and saw what looked like a steel cane held firmly in his right hand.

Something more concerning was the pool of blood he was lying in. He decided to stay calm and find out more about his situation. His body which felt uncharacteristically weak, left him having trouble standing up. He used the cane in his right hand before getting a glimpse of his situation. He was in a bedroom, surrounded by blood in what seemed to be the shape of a summoning circle.

He looked around and saw a young man with orange hair, dressed in an outfit consisting of a purple coat, purple pants, and a white t-shirt. The worst part was, he recognized the bastard. He was everyone's favorite serial killer, Uryu Ryuunosuke, master of caster in the fourth holy grail war that took place in the world of fate.

Which meant two things, he was stuck in a fictional world he had minimal knowledge of and was thrust into a dangerous situation immediately. A third thing? He was probably fucked.

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