I just really enjoy the game and want the fandom to grow
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And here are some reasons to convince you to read this book!
-These oneshots are gender neutral
-And even though the reader is in them there is no use of Y/n
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・❥・This chapter contains spoilers for Sophia's character otherwise enjoy :)
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Sophia's mind raced with a tumult of emotions as she struggled against the suffocating grip of the Ergo webs. The once vibrant and determined woman now lay broken and battered, her body contort angles as she writhed against her restraints. Every movement sent waves of searing pain coursing through her limbs, but she refused to succumb to despair.
Gritting her teeth against the agony, Sophia's mind raced, desperately searching for a way to escape her grim fate. But with each passing moment, the webs seemed to tighten their hold, constricting her further and further until every breath became a struggle.
Fear gnawed at the edges of her consciousness, threatening to overwhelm her with its icy grip. But amidst the chaos and pain, a flicker of defiance ignited within her, fueling her determination to survive. With a fierce resolve, Sophia fought against the darkness, refusing to let herself be consumed by despair.
Summoning every ounce of strength she possessed, Sophia strained against the bonds that held her captive, her muscles burning with exertion. Inch by agonizing inch, she began to make progress, the webs groaning and creaking in protest as she fought to break free.
But even as she struggled, doubts lingered at the edges of her mind. Was this truly the end? Had she fought her last battle, only to be swallowed whole by the darkness that now threatened to consume her?
No. Sophia refused to accept defeat. With a primal roar of defiance, she redoubled her efforts, channeling every ounce of her willpower into breaking free from her restraints. And as the webs began to fray and splinter beneath her relentless onslaught, a glimmer of hope ignited within her heart.
For Sophia knew that no matter how dire the circumstances, she would never surrender to despair. She was a survivor, a warrior, and she would fight with every fiber of her being until her last breath.
Sophia's tears fell like crystalline raindrops, tracing a path down her cheeks as she gazed up at the cavernous expanse that loomed above her. In the dim light, her features were etched with a mixture of anguish and resignation, her once vibrant eyes now dulled by the weight of her captivity.
The walls of the cavern seemed to press in around her, a suffocating reminder of her confinement. Each breath she took felt like a struggle against invisible chains, her chest tightening with the oppressive weight of her circumstances.
But it wasn't just the physical restraints that bound her; it was the knowledge that she was little more than a pawn in Simon's twisted game. He had exploited her abilities, using her for his own nefarious purposes without a second thought for her well-being.
As Sophia's mind churned with thoughts of escape, a bitter sense of helplessness washed over her. No matter how hard she fought, no matter how fiercely she resisted, she knew that Simon would never release his grip on her. She was trapped, ensnared in a web of deceit and manipulation from which there seemed to be no escape.
