Forever restless he is growing, whether it be fatal errors, or poems of death. The One he seeks is protected by them. The Death of the white forest he has spawned, now is no longer just a pawn. Exe's has aided him who must die, and yet he still seems to not know why. For Fruit is not there to save him now, hopefully filled with dread. A Mall of sorrow is taken as refuge, for the white forest has tried once again. A Class of death, A Class of code, the voice of yours is still unknown.
Hopefully you get the hint, but for now, that's all I can show . . . Heed The Grim Reaper Below.
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(Awaiting Adoption) Winter Of Origin (The World Of Exe's X Male Mute Reader)
FanfictionLong before Fruit Cup's presence, there lived a creator known as Z. He was the keeper of these worlds, he made sure nothing wrong happened, he made sure nothing was out of place. But what happens when he Find's the first Y/N? . . . . . Lets just sa...
