Fallen Stars (Grillby X Abused/depressed Half Gem Reader)

Author's Note and Disclaimer Stuff

Hi it's me Amber your Author and story teller. The person who writes out and disclaims certain stuff. The person responsible for every little detail in the story yeah that's me. I wanted to just kinda talk to you. Yes YOU the reader of the story. The person who I'm making this adventure for. First I'm going to get all of the disclaimer stuff out of the way. This isn't made for people who are easily disturbed. It mentions things like abuse, depression, self harm, suicide attempts, and sexual assault at points in time. You the reader are putting yourself in (Y/n)'s shoes. (Y/n) is supposed to represent you the reader however I don't know you. I am not aware of your struggles. I'm unaware of your maturity. I don't know what your name is. You're responsible for putting yourself in her shoes. (Y/n) May be a female but that's okay if you aren't. I do want everyone reading this to be aware that I am only one person. I don't have an editor. I do all of this myself and simply try to make a story people can enjoy. If you don't enjoy this that's okay just don't send unnecessary hate towards me. It will make you look like a total and utter jerk and it will show everyone your immaturity and weakness. If you hate on me I'll report you without questioning. If you give me polite criticisms then I'll appreciate it. This adventure that I'm making won't be perfect and it won't be the best. However that's okay as humans aren't perfect. Look at yourself, you are a sentient being. You are a creative being that has origins still unknown to this day. Human's are weird. Humans are different. I want everyone reading this to try and remember their humanity. Something that can separate species because we're powerful. We can create anything we want! We can take science to levels of insanity and I can not imagine how beautiful that is. Now you might be thinking "How are you going to write this when you don't have depression." or "You've never been abused how do you know what it feels like." I know that could be what some readers are thinking. But I've been there, I've been abused, I feel depressed  a lot but I push forwards. Through pure determination I push onwards and reach levels of hope. Not for me, but for everyone reading this, for my family, for my friends, for the people I know would be heart broken. I'm making the choice to write this nearly 500 word paragraph explaining everything. Not everyone's situation's the same and you're not here to listen to me rant about how it's okay to feel sad. So go onto the next chapter for the story you were promised. To step into (Y/n)'s shoes and into her mind and story so I hope you enjoy!