𝚈𝙰𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁𝙴!𝙿𝙷𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚡 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙽𝙸𝙼𝙰𝙻!𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙴𝚁 ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ "ᴅɪᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴀʏ ғᴏʀ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ?" You always dreaded the idea of seeing your children die before you ever did, you never thought how they would handle things if you were the one taken too soon. How cruel was god to make you watch the struggles and pain the must go through whilst you can only watch helplessly as they try to navigate their life. Perhaps this new place could be their saving grace.

˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖ 𐙚 ˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖ 𝐘𝐚𝐧! 𝐏𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐱 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫! !!-𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠-!! 🔞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝟏𝟓+ 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝. 𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝟏𝟓, 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮. ___ 𝐓𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞.. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐬𝐤𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐅𝐎𝐓𝐇 𝐬𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐑𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐚.. 𝐌𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐚𝐧..

You, a regular Inphernal, just out here living your best life! As if the world would let that happen. Since you were young, you were always told you'd be great in getting people out of sticky situations due to your gear, becoming the helpful Inphernal everyone knew and loved! ...But.. You didn't want that. You didn't want to help anyone. It icked you in every way. Help someone, but you get put in their shoes? Absolutely no way.

"How much longer are we gonna pretend that this is just fake?" After downloading an app called "PHAKE" - an app where you can pay for a fake date or be the one getting paid - you realize that the Inpherno has quite the selection of single Inphernals. From knights in shining armor to literal criminals, it seems that everyone suddenly needs a fake date. The only question is whose dates are you going to accept, and what will you do whenever they decide they want a second date? One that doesn't seem very fake... YANDERE!PHIGHTING X READER

❀ ֶָ֢ ּ ( ᴬᶻᵘʳᵉ! ᴿᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ ˣ ʸᵃⁿᵈᵉʳᵉ! ᴾʰᶦᵍʰᵗᶦⁿᵍ ᵉˣᶜᵉᵖᵗ ᴬᶻᵘʳᵉ ᶦˢ ᵃᶜᵗᵘᵃˡˡʸ ᶦⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵁⁿᶦᵛᵉʳˢᵉ!! ) ּ ֶָ֢ ❀ . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . ⊹ ₊ ݁. ּ ֶָ֢ 🪻: ᵂʰᵃᵗ ᶠᵉˡᵗ ˡᶦᵏᵉ ʰᵉˡˡ ᵒⁿ ᶜʳᵒˢˢʳᵒᵃᵈˢ, ᵗᵘʳⁿᵉᵈ ᶦⁿᵗᵒ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰᶦⁿᵍ ʷᵒʳˢᵉ ᵗʰᵃⁿ ᴬᶻᵘʳᵉ ᵉˣᵖᵉᶜᵗᵉᵈ ᶦᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵒ. ᵀʰᵉʸ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵉˣᵖᵉᶜᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵈᵉᵃˡ ʷᶦᵗʰ ᵗʰᶦˢ ᵗʳᵃᵍᵉᵈʸ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿᶦⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉᵐ, ⁿᵒ, ⁿᵒᵗ ᵉᵛᵉʳ... ꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚ ❝ 𝓘 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓷 𝓶𝔂𝓼𝓮𝓵𝓯, 𝓣𝔀𝓸 𝓣𝓲𝓶𝓮... ❞ . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . ⊹ ₊ ݁.

" ₕₑ ᵣᵤᵢₙₑ𝒹 ᵣₒᵦₗₒₓᵢₐ ₐₙ𝒹 ₕₑ'ₗₗ ᵣᵤᵢₙ ᵧₒᵤ ₜₒₒ ! " - 𝒶 𝓛𝓸𝓬𝓪𝓵 𝓡𝓸𝓫𝓵𝓸𝔁𝓲𝓪𝓷. ┈ ┈ ┈ ⋞ 〈 ⏣ 〉 ⋟ ┈ ┈ ┈ ⚙️ : 𝐆𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜, 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐲 𝐀𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝. 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧 𝐃𝐨𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐁𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐉𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐃𝐨𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐉𝐨𝐛 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐧 𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧. 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧 𝐃𝐨𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐛𝐛𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐑𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐱 𝐇𝐐, 𝐢𝐧 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐬, 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐤𝐞. 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧 𝐃𝐨𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝, 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧, 𝐛𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐧𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝. ┈ ┈ ┈ ⋞

❝ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴅɪᴍᴇɴꜱɪᴏɴᴀʟ, ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴇ. ❞ The creator of the Inphinity wakens in the planet they created. Now wandering in it with interest at the world that they left to grow. What things shall they find in their wander of the planet.

┅┅┅┅┅┅┅༻❁༺┅┅┅┅┅┅┅ ╰┈➤ 𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐨𝐜𝐨𝐥 + 𝐏𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲. - 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞, 𝐧𝐨 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐮𝐩, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐀𝐧𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬. 𝐍𝐨𝐰, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮. ┅┅┅┅┅┅┅༻❁༺┅┅┅┅┅┅┅

Our little speedster john grace had finally became 'pure' of his sins. As a reward, God has given him a chance to go out to the real world. The only problem however? Its not earth. Updates every Sunday at 5pm (GMT+8) This is a re-upload from ao3

━━━━━━ ◦ ❖ ◦ ━━━━━━ 𝐈𝐇𝐚𝐬𝐀𝐅𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐋𝐮𝐥𝐳'𝐬 𝐉𝐱𝟏𝐝𝐱𝟏 + 𝐘! 𝐏𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐀𝐔 ━━━━━━ ◦ ❖ ◦ ━━━━━━ " 𝐎𝐡.𝐇𝐨𝐰.𝐅𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲.𝐈𝐭.𝐈𝐬. " ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴇʀʀɪғʏɪɴɢ ʙᴜᴛ sᴏᴍᴇʜᴏᴡ sᴇɴᴛɪᴍᴇɴᴛᴀʟ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴜᴛᴇʀ ᴠɪʀᴜs ᴍᴀɴᴀɢᴇs ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴡᴀʏ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴏғ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴs ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴀ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟᴇᴅ "ᴘʜɪɢʜᴛɪɴɢ". ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʟsᴏ ʙʀɪɴɢ ᴀʟᴏɴɢ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴠɪᴄᴛɪᴍ, ᴀᴜʙʀᴇᴇ, ɴᴏᴡ ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ᴀs ᴛɪɴᴘᴏᴛ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴀᴄʀᴏss ʜᴏʀɴᴇᴅ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴀ ᴄᴏɴᴄᴇʀᴛ, ᴡᴀɴᴛɪɴɢ sɪɢɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴇs ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ɪᴅᴏʟs ᴘʀᴇғᴏʀᴍɪɴɢ. ʙᴜᴛ ᴍᴏsᴛʟʏ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠɪʀᴜs ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴇsᴄᴀᴘᴇ, ɴᴏ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ʜᴏᴡ ʜᴀʀᴅ ᴊx1ᴅx1 ᴛʀɪᴇs ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛɪɴᴘᴏᴛ. "𝐍𝐨.𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫.𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐅𝐚𝐫.𝐘𝐨𝐮.𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤.𝐘𝐨𝐮.𝐂𝐚𝐧.𝐑𝐮𝐧." ━━━━━━ ◦ ❖ ◦ ━━━━━━