The Human Who Became A Well Known Hero.

by Elliott Johnston

Rating: mature
Tags: Adventure, Human, Dark, Romance
Length: 1124

Getting a random and either very large parsle with no name on it can cause a big commotion, but let's see whats in store for me.

I wake up as usual, around about 7 in the morning, and i go down stairs to get some breakfast, at my brown wooden old table, that table actually cost a fortune and i really don't even understand on why we don't sell it, because it doesn't get used that much but only by me but not all the time, it usually sits in the middle of the room, and there's not much space, anyway after thinking about the stupid table a knock came at the door, and i answered it thinking who knocks at 7 in the fucking morning.

Kirito will be going to Equestria in the next chapter and there will be lots of references from the MLP community.

This is how my life got turned from shitty and depressing to happy and fucking awesome.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-08-17 16:27:21 UTC

Prologue

Hi, my name Kirito only my friends call me that, my real name is Kazuto Kirigaya, i'm about 172 cm tall, and no i'm not fat i'm preferably skinny, but not that skinny to be preferred as none healthy or that i don't eat much, its because i have a better metabolism than most people, ok enough with the sentimental introductions lets get carried on with the story then.

I wake up as usual, around about 7 in the morning, and i go down stairs to get some breakfast, at my brown wooden old table, that table actually cost a fortune and i really don't even understand on why i don't sell it, because it doesn't get used that much but only by me but not all the time, it usually sits in the middle of the room, and there's not much space, anyway after thinking about the stupid table a knock came at the door, and i answered it thinking who knocks at 7 in the fucking morning.

As i answered the door i saw a man with white hair, and a uniform as the same as the post men wear, hes like 2 heads on top of my head so i would say hes taller than me, hes a bit bulky and looks like hes tired or something mainly people who wake up and do this sorta thing, it does take its toll on you.

"Hey there i have a really big parcel for you, and no don't worry i haven't looked inside it or anything, i'm not allowed to do that sorta thing but in only emergencies of a bomb or terrorism attacks, but i doubt that would happen anyway, so here you go" he hands me the parcel with a smile on his face.

"Ermm excuse me but i don't think i ordered anything online to actually get a parcel this big, and besides i don't have any money on me so how could i?".

"It's from someone you might actually know, and he said it was a birthday gift or something along the lines of that, but atleast its free i mean people don't usually give stuff as big as that for some random birthday".

"Well my birthday was 3 days ago, i guess it's alright" i have the parcel in my hands, and i look over at a name tag that was taped to the parcel, it read Disc then the rest was either rubbed out or smudged i couldn't tell.

"Do you know who this guy is, because i don't remember having a family member or friends have the name of Disc, and the other words are smudged out" i pondered.

"Well i do know him but it's supposed to be a surprise, so ill bid thee fair well and have fun with your present" he shouted leaving "because its going to change who you are and your life".

"Hey wait up, what do you mean by change my life and who i am" i ran after him, and we neared a corner, i got around the corner, and he wasn't there.

Well that's weird i could've sworn he just vanished out of fin air, as i got back to my home i sat down on the old brown table once again and i was staring intently at the unknown parcel, if it were a demon that just set my house ablaze.

Well i guess i should open it, please don't be a bomb, please don't be something dangerous that could possible kill me in seconds, i ripped open the parcel and found some types of black clothing, 2 boots that could easily fit me, and two fucking long swords, and 2 sheaths, and 1 pair of black pants.

Holy fucking shit ive got two sword,s two sheaths, a pair of boots, and pair of black finger less gloves, one black shirt that feels like it's made out of some soft silk, and there's the cloak or some long jacket with long white straps going across it to keep it around you without it falling off of course, but whats with the swords are they real?.

I decide to take action and practically pick them both up with both of my hands, and there a bit heavy and weighty but there pretty good, i think i'm going to favorite the black one more than the light bluish turquoise one.

There's a old scroll underneath and i unfurl it, and read the words that are in fancy lettering it's alittle hard to understand but i read it anyway.

Dear Kazuto Kirigaya aka Kirito

I am writing to you on behalf of your birthday, and your little obsession with you know the show called My Little Pony Friendship is magic "i swear i can hear giggling while reading this" and your probably wondering who i am, and how do i know you, and your secrets, well to be honest you will find out in due time, and no its not one of those cliche stories that you hear on your human internet thingy, or whatever, but i gave you those things for other purposes aswell, but you will find out what it's like to actually protect someone instead of it being in a game, it's more like in real life and you have real danger trailing behind you watching your every move so be careful Kirito, hope you had a grand birthday.        Signed Unknown winky face "i face palm at such a thing".

There's more words at the bottom of the scroll "Put Them on" i say out loud.

I shrugged and took off all my cloths and put the black shirt on, following the black pants, and the gloves on each of my hands, also putting on the boots, and realize how heavy they are i swear they have metal in them but its not to heavy to not move around in or run, i then put on the jacket or whatever you call it, and i'm done with the jacket and i soon put on the both sheaths or scabbards if you wanna call them that, and attach them to my back with a black sling around my torso but barely noticeable, like the sheaths are just floating or stuck on my back.

Then i put on my favorite black sword on my right sheath, and put the other sword on my left, when i'm done with that and i look at my self in the mirror, i found near the kitchen door but suddenly i felt really dizzy and feel like im going to clapse, but soon after my legs buckle and i fall to my knees and lay on my side, and black out.