Black and yellow. These are the colors that he constantly saw flashing in front of his eyes (does he even have eyes?), when his consciousness was not yet fully awakened. And pain. Pain and despair were the only feelings he felt.
What day it is? How...
This is the third fic I have ever written. I hope you will enjoy reading it :3
The most of drawings here will be mine, so if you want to use it, please ask me or tag me. I'll write, if the drawing isn't mine
If you want, you can suggest something or give an advice in the comments
Here's the cover, btw
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But before reading, I want to warn you about few things:
•There might be unlogical things in the plot •Some characters might turn out ooc, but I'll try to make them act as canon as I can •I'm planning to do this story angst •There might be a bit of gore, selfharm and swearings (although, I'm still not sure, if I want to put them here :/) •A/n's will be in the comments, so people could read story without loosing the atmosphere. •The chapters will take a long time to come out
