Prelude:
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April 30th, 2045
This is Ye. I am in the holding cell. I just got off a call with Bianca. I miss my children. My ex-wife still won't let me see them.
THE JEWS GOT ME INCARCERATED I KNOW DAMN WELL WHY IM NOT A NAZI BUT I KNOW THEY KNEW SOMETHING WE DO NOT
I REMEMBER DRAKE AND I HAD A CALL AND HE TALM BOUT SOME "THE BOY WILL HAVE HIS LAWYERS INVOLVED" BULLSHIT NEXT THING YOU KNOW IM HERE AN YALL PROVING MY POINT
My name is Ye. I am done with racism. We are all children of…
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*BANG x6* *BANG x7* *SQUELCH* *SPLAT* *Thud* *Air escapes*
With a thud and the drip of blood, Ye penned the last stroke of his signature as blood dripped on the page.
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Chapter 1: Yeian Era
"RRRGH," gritted out the pregnant concubine.
"Just keep pushing, dearest," Kenjaku said, holding her hand.
It had been a long year for Kenjaku, having to deal with this woman so that he could have an heir. Although she was one of many of his concubines, he held her in special regard, being that she was his first and the mother of his children. Right now, he wasn't worried about whether the baby would be the strongest; he just cared that it was his creation. Something to be proud of, that he brought it into this world.
Another growl came out from the young woman. She squeezed Kenjaku's hand, and he got prepared to deliver the child from her.
"W-wahh, nigga," the baby escaped headfirst and landed into Kenjaku's expecting arms. However, the baby was not as he had expected. He held his breath, eyebrows furrowing, as he examined the unusual skin color of the child.
Ye opened his eyes for the first time. 'What happened to me? I swear I was just in the cell. I'm… a child, right now? Yo, I'm getting birthed?' Yet, he could not speak, only cry.
"It-it's black!?"
Kenjaku's heart beat out of his chest while holding the crying, glistening, ebony child in his hand.
"Is this unusual?" The concubine asked innocently. Kenjaku deduced that this was an anomaly and he'd need to experiment further to see if it was truly his son.
"We will see. I have great things planned for the boy."
"What will we name him?"
"Kenye. After myself, of course."
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Kenjaku awoke early at dawn and left his room to check on his offspring. 'It seems overnight the black-skinned infant has grown favorably. Now, I wonder if he could withstand a blow to the head.' He pondered.
At this point, Ye could only observe from his own body. Kenjaku calmly walked over to the child inside its crib, the makeshift diaper hugging Kenye's waist was completely brown with his feces. Kenjaku calmly lifted the boy's head as he used his other hand to press into the child's soft spot, hand easily piercing Kenye's brain and instantly killing the child.
'It seems piercing an infant's brain with my hand kills the child... Duly noted.' He removed his hand from the child's skull, which was covered in brain matter. He gently lifted Kenye as he walked to the nursing room's balcony which overlooked the ocean atop a high cliff, throwing the child into the turbulent waters.
A large splash could be heard, alerting Kenjaku's wife, who was in the nearby room.
"Hey, what was that- where is Kenye?" The unusually pale woman walked in, clearly exhausted from the hardships of labor. Her eyes immediately widened as her eyes landed on the empty crib beside her husband.
"Clearly, Kenye was not fit to be my heir, let alone a son of mine. Can't believe I gave him part of my name. Couldn't withstand a single one of my experiments."
Unsurprisingly, this elicited a scream from his concubine as she put two and two together which highly displeased Kenjaku.
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Ye's mangled corpse was strewn across the cliffside beach, but he could still think. 'This some bullshit, I ain't deserve this, did I? Nah.' He tried to will his body to do something, but his body was unresponsive to his commands. He was essentially powerless.
Villagers from Kenjaku's outpost came to the beach to take note of Kenjaku's antics. They saw the dark-skinned baby, an anomaly among the snow white people of Japan, however, it had the same exotic skin as their Shogun. Ye saw as they discussed, one whispered an incantation, and suddenly his body was mummified. Another one had brought in a hollow Buddha statue and lifted him into it. It seems they venerated him; now he could get behind this.
As the villagers discussed further, the one they were calling the Shogun whispered another incantation and closed the statue and sealed him within. Instantly, Ye felt drowsy, his consciousness was slipping, he didn't fight it since he himself didn't want to be awake, not even back then.
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For years the statue laid on the beach, the villagers built around it. One recurring name that Ye would pick up on during his slumber was 'Shogun Von'. Years and years passed by with nothing but his sleep and drifts of wakefulness. His shrine eventually fell into ruins as the outpost was abandoned and the region vacated. The statue to be buried beneath the sands of time.
The statue had acquired much cursed energy during this and consequently protected the beach. The beach and the surrounding area became a haven from cursed spirits and a city had been developed on the coast as such.
1000 years of this later, his statue was resurfaced by a civilian treasure hunter on the beach. Of course, he did not realize the energy that was within the statue and hastily put it up for auction. The keen eyes of jujutsu society fell upon the artifact and it became their prerogative to acquire it. However, it was sold for almost immediately and for a pretty penny to an American producer who found the statue provocative, wanting to use it for their music project.
A ring at the doorbell at a Japanese apartment studio rang out to the ears of American rap star Kanye West. After going on his tour for his latest album, Donda, he wanted a vacation to clear his mind. But his insight and ideas... he knew that the facade he put up for the Donda era was fake.
"Nas get the door." Kanye commanded and he did so.
"Yo, there's a package here. ... Ohh, yeah, I remember I got you a lil' something, a lil' gift, Ye." Digital Nas said as he took the oddly heavy box to the production table. The table rattled slightly as he plopped it down.
As Kanye opened the package up, face stoic, Digital Nas spoke, "I think you'll like this, for real, like it has that new vibe we was going for. I was thinking this could be like an album cover or something."
"Where'd you get this from, boy?"
"Locally! Somewhere in Japan, ion know."
"This is why I keep you in my circle, we as vultures are independent, however, collaborations between ourselves can give out extraordinary benefits…" Nas' cheeks reddened ever so slightly. Kanye took note but ultimately ignored it. Kanye used his gifted knife from Diddy to slice into the cardboard box.
Kanye took out the Styrofoam from the box and took out a large golden statue covered in bubble wrap. He unveiled it and threw the bubble wrap at Nas, who caught it in his mouth. It revealed a golden Buddha statue. Kanye's brow furrowed as he examined it.
"Who is this nigga?" he says with intrigue.
The statue stared at the two men, and something compelled Kanye. He tinkered around with the statue and found a seam where the statue could open. As he pried it open, Nas looked with a hitched breath, sensing something was off. As the statue opened, Ye, still mummified within, awoke for the last time.
Mummy Ye gasped internally, 'Is that me? I'm me. The fuck do I look like I'm looking at?'
Kanye reached for the mummy as its energy beckoned him. The moment he touched the cursed object emitted a smoky aura and the mummy started to be absorbed into his moisturized, ebony skin.
"Yo, what the fuck?... You aight?" Nas fidgeted around, no one else seeming to notice.
Ye, after dying to the hands of the Jews, being turned into a mummified baby, was now reclaiming his body. 'Aurrghhhh, RRRRRR, AHHHHHHHHHHHH,' Ye and his body screamed internally as he was transferred and took control of his proper form in this new world.
The statue slowly dissolved with the smoke, a series of images flashed in his head: swastikas, pornography, a choir chanting, men in all black hoods. His body writhed on the ground as he took in all the information from 2045 including his own death. The crew in the studio was already used to Kanye and his shenanigans and thought this was just another one of his episodes or skit and thought little of it. However, Nas was still uneasy.
Kanye arose from his chair. "What's the date?"
Nas spoke first, "April 20th, 2022!"
Kanye then proclaimed, "I am Yesuke. And we… are Nazis."