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Introduction In this chapter, you will read the origin story of Fumori. You will delve more into how Fumori was founded, an introduction into the Rengokuran Blood War and it's aftermath. Rengokura Fumori was founded at the turn of the first millennium by Manami Morikimoto[1]. The first ever recorded Paradi[2] in history, Manami was put to death after her 18th birthday, when she was discovered by an angel and deemed an abomination. In the afterlife, she was sent into exile and forced to wander the barren lands that Fumori originally was, home to none but lost souls and unknown to many. Manami, alone with only her thoughts, came up with the

It was a summer Midnight in San Rengo, with the evening temperature hot, and its denizens, even hotter. It was in the ever-busy Nightlife District where we paint the scene of a fairly young green male, walking among the crowd of night owls, clearly annoyed. A few curious glances made their way to the man by a few locals, likely due to him being a new face in town...and the fact he was most likely the only one in the district with a child being dragged beside him. "Dis sum bullshit...got all dese fucken bitches bumpin inna me, can't find dis bitch I'm supposa meet, don't know dis place...'nd I gotta watch Noah, fuck..." Letting go of the you

-Renee’s POV- I sat in the darkness of the Office in silence, unsure of what to do. Is this it…? Are the animatronics gonna come get me now or… Before I could complete my thought, the sound of what seemed to be a music box started playing…the Toreador March? It seemed to be coming from the left door…I slowly turned my head…and I wish I hadn’t… Freddy…his frozen face flickering on and off from an unknown light source, staring straight at me… My mind went blank, and my body froze stiff as a board…I found myself staring back at Freddy, trying to comprehend the severity of this

-Renee's POV- I sighed, leaning back in the office chair, I glanced over at the desk and noticed a small black tablet. I know what this is...this is what the security guards are supposed to use to quick-scan through all the cameras...maybe I could look and see if I could spot Uncle Sams sleeping around somewhere without worrying about the robots... I quickly grabbed the tablet and turned it on. I looked at the corner of the screen and saw the minimap of the restaurant's layout. I went through the cameras...first the stage...where only Freddy was seen just standing there...but...I could've sworn for a split second...he glanced at the camera.

After pizza, it was time for Freddy Fazbear's special birthday cake and of course, presents! But something was odd...usually, Freddy himself would bring the cake and give out the slices to the children...but this time, it was a new face...or rather...a familiar face, but in a new color...gold... -- Back in the present, tears cascaded down Renee's tanned skin as she thought back to the day that changed her life forever. "Guys...my best friends...why did that horrible purple man have to take you away from me...e-ever since dad disappeared, all I had...were you guys and my mom...and ever since I was 7, I had to live without you guys...all I h

--FLASHBACK-- It was many years back, back into Renee's childhood. The dreaded day at Freddy Fazbear's pizza...started off like any normal time at Freddy's. Her mother letting her run free to play with her friends and the other kids while she talked to the other parents, whom she'd know and gain friendships from the neighborhood. Renee quickly waddled towards the stage where Freddy and the band would play their famous songs for the huge crowd of kids. And her first time was one she'd never forget. During the band's break while Bonnie and Chica were walking off stage, Freddy stayed put once he noticed the young Renee and spoke out into his m

The telephone on the desk began to ring. -Narrator POV- Renee picked up the phone and placed it to her ear, looking curious as to who would be calling her. "Hello...?" -- Hello, hello? "Uncle Samson...?" Uh, I wanted to record a message for you to help you get settled in on your first night. Um, I actually worked in that office before you. I'm finishing up my last week now, as a matter of fact. So, I know it can be a bit overwhelming, but I'm here to tell you there's nothing to worry about. Uh, you'll do fine. So, let's just focus on getting you through your first week. Okay? "Oh...this must be for the new guard that's taking Uncle Sa

-Narrator POV- Renee grabbed her cell phone and a Swiss army knife and placed them both in the back pockets of her jeans. She tied back her long brown hair into a pony tail and slipped on her black jacket before heading out into the cold November air. Renee was never really fond of driving and preferred to use her motorcycle whenever she wanted to go somewhere, but she opted not to, given the fact that the night air was as cold as the arctic tundra. She simply walked the 15 minutes it took to reach the pizzeria. It was about 11:50pm when she arrived. Her bright, crystal clear blue eyes gazing at the abandoned Freddy Fazbear's Pizza restauran

-1st Person POV- About 27 years ago on November 13, in the year 1987, my life took an insane turn. It was my 7th birthday, and I spent it just like how my friends did: At Freddy Fazbear's Pizza. I was so happy to be able to celebrate with all my favorite characters, Freddy Fazbear, Bonnie the Bunny, Chica the Chicken, and of course, my favorite, Foxy the Pirate Fox. I loved singing along with the band, then heading to Pirate's Cove to go on an adventure with Cap'n Foxy. My 7th birthday was perfect...well...at least it WAS...until everything took a turn for the worse. A big bear, looking near identical to Freddy, aside from his yellow fur, ha