ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴꜱ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ ᴀʙᴜꜱᴇ, ᴍᴜʀᴅᴇʀ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ʜᴇʟʟ ʜɪᴍꜱᴇʟꜰ. ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴅɪꜱᴄʀᴇᴛɪᴏɴ ɪꜱ ᴀᴅᴠɪꜱᴇᴅ.
You're a little girl who has an abusive mother and a loving father. Your family has moved into a manor called the Dante Manor. Y...
The stained-glass windows of Winter Hill's church always seemed to shimmer with holy light, a comforting embrace in the quiet evenings. Every hymn I sang, every prayer I whispered, felt like a step closer to the heavenly gates.
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My life was filled with happiness, the warm breeze moving through my hair as I skipped through the tall grass. The sun beaming down my rosy cheeks and glowing smiling.
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But lately, something felt... different. Colder. Darker. Shadows danced in the corners of my vision, and a disquiet hummed beneath the familiar hymns. My world was begining to fade as a new world of evil had arise.
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I've been having dreams of being watched by a dark figure from the corner of my eye. I've been hearing various voices talking to me when no one is around.
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My faith, once a shield, now feels like fragile lace against a storm. The holy water burns my skin. The prayers catch in my throat.
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I can feel myself becoming something unholy, evil, and demonic
