Prologue

Y/n never expected much out of life. She had her small online business, love of art, family and the fact that she was a weeb. But never in her life did she expect to find a man in a red suit with two katanas and a few voices in his head hanging upside down by her window. Watching her change like a creep. Let alone a parasite in a -

"PARASITE!??!!"

"Yeah. What else would you be, inky bitch with razors for teeth?"

"God save my sanity."

"Oh, little artist, you ain't gonna have any of that by the time I'm finished with you~"

". . ."

"He's standing behind me, isn't he."

"Yup."

When dimensional barriers shatter and fictional characters flood into our world during COVID non alles things can get a bit . . . Weird.