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•Warning: This story may not be suitable for some readers as it contains gore, depression, NSFW, suicidal thoughts, mature scenes, death, manipulation, etc. Please proceed with caution and respect me, the author, and other readers.

Within this story, I have changed major things to where I see fit that is more appropriate for the characters. The older characters are 18 yrs old


🦋Life offers you so many doors, it is up to you which to open and which one to close.🦋


"This is William Minerva. If you answered, I assume that you're an escapee. I have to make this quick, so listen carefully...

My real name is James Ratri. I use to be... affiliated with the farm system there. One day I realized the thousand-year-old promise between humans and demons was barbaric. And children were being sacrificed there became unbearable to me...

So I decided to do something about it.

I couldn't break the promise. I figured out another way to help. I invented an alter ego, William Minerva to hide my identity. And I slipped little clues in the books that were being shipped to the farms, hoping that the children who notice them will find their way to this bunker. And hopefully have the chance to live free.

But the farms found out I was betraying them. I was branded a traitor. Had to run away myself or face execution.

I don't know how many of you are there, but I wish I could've been there to meet you...

I wish I could've seen your faces... Heard your voices...

I know you must've suffered so much to get there, but I'm so proud you did. You can stay here forever if that's what you want. Or if you want to go to the human side, all you have to do is open the pen and type the following password.

F-U-T-U-R-E

Future.

The people there will take you in and you'll be safe."


Your eyes scanned the wall with a distraught look. You turned your head to the left and saw the other kids were looking at the wall with fear in their eyes as they read the names that were written messily on the walls.

"Anna," you looked down at the blonde female trying to hide your expression with a fearless one, but you knew that it wasn't working how you want it to. You could only put up a front for so long, it would eventually all come crashing down. And that was what was happening at the moment.

"Take them outside and come back in..."

The said female nodded her head nervously and stood up from the ground, ushering the others to leave the room so they wouldn't see the disturbing graffiti that was on the wall.

The room was dark and eerie, only a red light lit up the room in a sinister way. You could feel your skin crawling every second as you held onto your arms, trying to get rid of the chill bumps that form onto your arms. Two sets of bunk beds were placed against the walls beside the writing making things feel even worse for you.

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