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(A/N): I start this fanfiction to practice for writing my own original that im currently writing and to have fun, I don't mind criticism, and nothing is perfect, English is not my first language, but I hate that excuse; so let's get this started.
I have seen very few good harem stories, I want to see if I can pull it off.
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Koyomi Espada was a half-Japanese, he was a half-Mexican old man.
He looked at the cake before him which his son Dane bought for him prior, as he lit the three candles, it was a large cheesecake; with the topper being a picture of the Doom Slayer guy fist bumping the Master chief, and it was the number 106.
Koyomi looks on as his son; or more like his last remaining child and his eldest offspring light the candles with excitement.
The cake topper sure brought back good memories, both happy and frustrated ones at that, but happy nonetheless, looking on at his two childhood heroes sure made him happy, the Doom guy, and the legendary master chief himself sure fill him with joy, normally he is too old for games and anime, but with all honesty there were his roots, the embodiment of his childhood, and the incarnation of his happiness.
And speaking of happiness, he look at his son Dane, the lad was already an old coot like himself, a rusty nail just like him.
He had brown eyes, the most common color like his own, but traces of his once beautiful blonde hair like his mother could still be seen, albeit its pigmentation was fading, as now it was mostly grey with time.
He wore a simple blue shirt and black short pants, his hair reach his neck, and he had white skin now plastered with age spots, as his body had few wrinkles, not as much as he had but still enough to represent his age.
"Alright. Hurry blow out the candle Dad before the wax melt."
"Of course don't forget to make a wish."
Dane said with a smile pushing the large cake closer to Koyomi as he sat around the hall table.
Koyomi smiles once more replying as such.
"Yes, yes. We both know you just want to stuff your face."
Dane chuckled a little, rubbing the back of his head embarrassingly; meanwhile, Koyomi slowly bend down to blow out the candle as he said to himself.
'A wish ha? How childish; well im already thankful that I even reach 106 years of age, to begin with; not even my wife Sodav manage to reach her seventies, she died of breast cancer at sixty-two, im practically just living by the will of God, back in my day we say anyone that lives for this long is just surviving on borrowed time; hehehe good times.'
Koyomi said with an intrigued smile.
But if he had to be honest with himself then he would ask for nothing more than to relive his childhood, he wanted to experience all the joy of his life, he could remember all the hype of his childhood the first time he watch Goku and Piccolo fight, or when he watched his first isekai; how could he forget the goat itami, and Rory Mercury.
One Piece wasn't his favorite but he had to acknowledge Zoro for his badassery, bleach of course was another one of the highlights of his younger days, but overall games and anime as a whole were what he longed for if he could forget all the anime and experience them once again, then that's all he would wish for; as that would be the ultimate re-watch.
Hell maybe even living in all of them would be a wish like no other, although it was a childish wish but a man can dream dream.
After all, he wanted to see it, experience it, yes he wanted the rush of experiencing the first Getsuga, the first Kamehameha, what one thousand minus seven? Namjala latak, even the simple annoying but cute catchphrase of a certain character Tu tu ru, was an epic if not treasured memory of his childhood.
Every cringe, every cliche, every plot hole, every power of friendship, to Koyomi every memory of fiction he had truly meant everything to him, no anime is perfect, no game is perfect, and no story is perfect, but he loves them all, and equally at that.
But the best thing of all for Koyomi was his family overall things; his son Dane, the last of his bloodline, and the last legacy he has on this green earth was his everything, his pride, and joy.
And sharing this moment with his son was an honor any father can ask for, hell if he died right now he would die the most happiest man alive despite his harsh but equally satisfying life.
He watches this boy grow into the fine man he is today, Ceo of his own store, albeit a supermarket, it was still a company he work hard to maintain over the years.
And seeing him happy, made him happy, but he knew this boy was not happy, no he was in despair. His wife, and kids, along with all his other siblings, got into a horrible accident when they went on a family trip all of them died, leaving only him alive.
Those were dark times, especially since my kids were all I have, truly this boy is all I have, so if I had to make a wish, then I would wish for safety, and endeavors in life to come, he is already old, but it's not too late for him to start over.
Koyomi thought to himself. Moments later though after he and Dane devoured a small portion of the cake, Dane look nervous as if he wanted to say something.
"F-F-Father?"
"... Yes son?"
"Am. You see there is something I want to talk to you about."
Dane said with a hurt but calm smile on his face.
"Speak up boy, im not getting any younger."
Dane struggled for a moment, but he soon found confidence and said.
"Father, I wanted to tell you something important, am ¡I STARTED DATING AGAIN!"
Dane shouted, meanwhile old man Koyomi slowly made a smirk on his face, as he said to himself.
'Would you look at that, I got my wish.'
"... So old man."
"Look Dane, im proud of you, and your mother would have also wanted you to move on with your life as well, don't be like your old man who has secluded himself in a life of solitary."
Dane didn't say anything and just listing keenly to what Koyomi had to say, this man his father has gave him several lifetimes' worth of wisdom and advice.
"And besides; after what you went through you deserve all the happiness in the world, life is short enjoy it while you can."
"... I will take that into consideration father."
"Ata boy; now the. Tell me who is the lucky girl, have you found anyone in particular that fancy your interest?"
Koyomi asks with a mischievous smile on his face.
To which Dane replied.
"Well yeah, to be honest, I scored two."
"A side chick, and the main chick ha... Haha... Quite the libido ha, well I can't blame you years of no action does that to a man?"
But Dane wasn't laughing instead he and a serious face as he said.
"No father, I mean that I am going out with twins."
"..."
"..."
Upon hearing this, Koyomi was dumbfounded at the revelation but shrugged it off with a cough regaining his thoughts on the matter at hand.
"Hehehe; Good for you boy; im happy. Talk about luck."
"Lucky I am indeed fat...
But at the same time, a ringtone could be heard coming from Danes's pocket; he grab it and said.
"Hello... Wait your what?"
"I see; alright, I will be there soon."
"So is that her? Koyomi asks taking another bite from his cake."
Dane looks at his father and said.
"Yeah; she says her car breaks down; and needs someone to pick her up. Father am...
"Boy just go; it's not good to keep a woman waiting, besides im already tired; I think I will call it a night; stop by tomorrow, let's cook a feast, and bring the lady over and introduce her to me, while you're at it."
With that said oldman Koyomi got up from the table, both hands behind his back; as he walked toward his bathroom.
Dane smiled at his father as he hurriedly got up; and grabbed his car keys from the table, and before leaving he waved his hands and said.
"I will see you later Dad take care love you."
"Yes my son I love you too, just remember to put the rest of the cake in the fridge; im going to take a shower and call it a night."
From there Dane went on his own adventure leaving the farm; meanwhile, old man Koyomi began to take a bath and headed to his room.
He watches some tv before going to sleep, and eventually, he began to feel sleepy so he cut it off and lay his head down, and surrenders himself to the unconscious feeling.
"Today has been a good day, 106 haha."
Those were the last words old man Koyomi said before falling asleep.
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*Yawn* "Morning already ha?"
Koyomi said; as he got from his bed, however. He was shocked to find out that his bed suddenly felt so hard, and cold.
"The hell is this."
"Ha, where the hell is this? This isn't my room."
But as he asked that he suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from behind him.
"Because it isn't."
Koyomi turned around to meet someone he knew all too well.
He was a tall man, he was pale, extremely pale to the point one would think he was dead. Well, that's because he is dead. The man was a tall, long-lived, broad-shouldered adult man of indeterminate but reasonably young age. He had short black hair, his bangs covering his face slightly, and his red eyes shone a bright crimson reminiscent of that of blood.
Meanwhile, his clothing was Victorian-fashioned, it included a charcoal suit, leather riding boots, and an intricately knotted red cravat, covered by a full-length, red frock overcoat with a cape. He also wears a wide floppy brimmed but fucking iconic red fedora and a pair of circular, heavily tinted, wire-framed orange sunglasses with goggles sidings.
His foot was crossed and was sitting on an ominous-looking stone throne; his hands were together as he was in deep thinking, but his attitude was that of amusement.
Meanwhile, old man Koyomi was dumbfounded at the sight of one of his childhood heroes before him.
The man.
The myth.
The legend.
The crimson fucker himself.
"... ¡A-A-ALUCARD!"
"Yeah... Sup bitch."