Wildest Dreams (Alastor X Reader)

~~☆A Finished Deal {9}☆~~

{Minty: Hi this episode is really gruesome. This episode also contains Triggering advents of opinions on death, murder and the deep meaning of life! This is mostly the full episode I know I made it a short one but I thought with went very well for this episode's ending. I will put a ❌TRIGGERING❌ of the gruesome and everything I just listed before and ✅SAVE✅ for when it finishes. I will say because it goes for most of the episode I would suggest skipping it if you do not like the thing listed above but you can also see the ending where it is not triggering. I hope you enjoy it.}

❌TRIGGERING❌

The pitch-black darkness is a dangerous nightmare. No sound came out of anyone's mouth... Only the sound of three unconscious bodies dropping down and piercing onto the stern rigid floor. However, no splinters went into their easy-to-prise layered skin. 

A rush of red light illuminated the room but only for a second. The candles shined and swayed again. The Sun, Moon demon began to hear around the room and via the airless walls, a deep plunging giggle started, that giggle turned into a chuckle and the chuckles turned into psychopathic laughing.

The laughter didn't come from her. Her red dazzling eyes looked around the room looking in front of her she saw the back of a sight she didn't want to see. A sight she never thought she would see. The sinful spirit of the creature, its body was very much human but its head was the white skull of a deer. A wendigo lurks around disguising itself until it can pounce and feed on its prey... Wendigo... This wendigo was going to do just that. This wendigo lost its stable mind.

The young jester silently made her way to the unconscious six-year-old girl as she worried about the little girl getting injured by the wendigo she summoned herself. As she slinked behind the couch to the window making no sound to disturb the wendigo. She began to hear a little voice roaring out to her. 

 "You pulled the child away afraid for her safety, but are you sure it won't just injure you or worse." The young jester was forced out of her thoughts when the wendigo's laughter died down as it began to growl in total entertainment and hunger. It pounced on its three unconscious prey. The girl pinched her eyes shut hearing skin tear, bones fracturing, and body parts popping out of its socket. The sound of blood splashing and hitting the walls. Her heart thumped faster as she held her small innocent girl in her arms tenser. The Sun, Moon demon couldn't help but feel guilty. She was the one the made this happen! She made the book no, she opened her mouth knowing the consequences.

The rain formed its way to the now synced soft markable mud. The horrified young woman watches the horrendous scene in front of her only for her mind to break like chipping away little stones to rarely find something sort of valuable. 

No longer can she continue watching everyone's different options of death. Some people might think it's heartbreaking, but some people expect it, and some people believe it is a curse. Though some people think it may reduce the heavy burden that they hike around with every day while wearing a blinding fake cheerful happy face mask. No one knows but behind the mask has a regretful, ashamed, self-loath, and sweaty burning face as tears tear down their face. 

She look out the window she always had a profound opinion of rain, specifically at a time like this. She liked to think the world could have feelings or just someone who gets beaten up every day from their own thoughts.