I decided to do this after being inspired by many talented writers I follow on wattpad. Title explains everything, and request rules will be the first chapter.

I heard a whistling sound. It was close by, and I heard it every time I heaved my chest. So I knew that it was not the wind, but a sound coming from me. This room is so cold, so dark. Ah, hadn't I lied upon this cold floor in this same way before? I closed my eyes with the thought. Tears, blood, I know not which, ran down my cheeks. A powerful wind blew in through the window. I heard the pages of a diary on the desk flipping. It was my diary. A red-bound book in which everything about me was written. I could remember all of it, just as easily if it had only happened yesterday. Though I'd never written in it, I knew what was said in that diary

a story based on the shipping of two people me and another artist KiroKyagariKei created. The two lovers names are Moranne and Jagger. This is their story. Will update this story every so often.Also this story starts with Morannes past, but ends with Jagger and Moranne, so yeah heads up there. Also fair warning: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Gore, and possible Sexual Suggestive Themes are present in this story. Not meant for Children. You've been warned.