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INTRODUCTIONS;
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"with teeth like glass. break."▬▬
"nē, really?"
"say something else for once, itō-kun."
(you are the bastard son of a woman made of rebellion and a man you only know the last name of.)
kill me yourself, coward.ー
The Kuàng Clan is built on the ashes of an empire.
You fucking hate your family. They hate you too, though, so you think it's pretty fair.
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.in which you go through the waves of life. except it's actually a tsunami and you never learnt the difference.
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ARC i: in progress.
- one. the ocean blue.
- two. what's in a name?
- three. kissing the stars goodnight.
- four. you dried up the ocean and nobody realized.
- five. when the sun dies.
- six. glass on the floor.
- seven. shatter your resolve.
- eight. mosaic of sound.
- nine. young gods on planet earth.
- ten. we aren't anything special.
- eleven. half dug graves.
- twelve. burn those bodies like incense.
- thirteen. hallowed salt-water.
- fourteen. bruised peaches.
- fifteen. empty promises.
- sixteen. bestowed honor, stolen pride.
- seventeen. genocide in retrograde.
- eighteen. crippled stars still shine.
- nineteen. bloody nose.
YOU ARE READING
ink stained.
FanfictionSĪSHĒNGZǏ || with teeth like glass. break. you're just some kid running away from his shitty family. shenanigans and heartbreak ensue. (SECOND PERSON; MALE READER INSERT.)