I DO NOT OWN SEVEN DEADLY SINS OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN THIS BOOK! I DO NOT OWN HALF OF THIS BOOK EITHER!!! THIS IS A SHARED BOOK WITH MY BEST FRIEND. READ FOR MORE INFO.
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Okay. So. My friend wanted to do something. She said...
I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS NOR DO I OWN YOU. THE ONLY THING I OWN IS THIS ONESHOT. THIS MAY INCLUDE STRONG LANGUAGE AND/OR OTHER MATURE CONTENT SUCH AS BLOOD OR GORE. THIS CHAPTER ALSO CONTAINS MANGA SPOILERS!!! IT ALSO MAY INCLUDE TRIGGERING SUBJECTS SO READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.
This oneshot was written by @UnwantedGoddess. Please do not try to claim this oneshot as your own. You may use inspiration but please credit me. Thank you for reading.
The OC is supposed to represent you. You may change any and/or all traits (except the main concept of course) of the character to fit your aesthetic. If you don't want to, this is what she looks like; Her name is Hira Manaki
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I drew this art myself, and I ask that you please do not try to claim this as your own.I know she looks kinda like Elaine. But that's because I really like Elaine's hair style. Cause I have the same hairstyle. And I had it before I watched Seven Deadly Sins. So it's like it was meant to be. If you were wondering, I used Ibis PaintX to do this. Not sponsored. ——————————————
Hira's POV
I sat there, in my room, bleeding and crying, the salt in my tears mixing with my blood, stinging my wounds.
My father had been abusive ever since I could remember.
If he wasn't abusing me, he said he was lusting after me.
He makes gestures to me and looks at me with a weird look in his eyes.
I never knew what 'lusting after me' meant. But I never really wanted to know.
I was allowed to go out because people knew of my existence. And it'd be suspicious if I had never gone to the Boar Hat because I was a waitress there. And if I stopped showing up without notice, no doubt they'd come looking for me.
I flinched as the door slammed open.
"GET DRESSED, SLUT! IF I FIND THOSE BASTARDS OF A SIN AT MY FRONT DOOR, I'LL BEAT YOU WITHIN AN INCH OF YOUR LIFE!!!" He yelled at me, throwing my tavern uniform to the floor, slapping me at the same time.
"Y-Yes...S-s-sir...." I muttered out.
He suddenly grabbed me by the hair and picked me up by my hair, pulling me up.
"SPEAK LOUDER, BITCH!!" He said, spit flying from his mouth.
He threw my to the ground as I said "Y-Yes, S-Sir!"
I weakly sat up as my father slammed the door behind him, leaving me in my "room"
What my "room" was, was the basement.
I slept on the cold, hard floor when I could.
Most of the time, I would pass out from the pain of father beating me.
