After William's smith soul got possessed by a demon, that demon join a terrorist organization in hopes on destroying earth.. Thanks for your time 🌝 I should add some warnings ⚠️ Massacre Genocide Hateful speech Brainwashing Human experiment Heavy on the killing Mentions of suicide Terrorism Miscarriage Stalking I believe that's all of them you've been warned 🥸 This story is really intense and very detailed, and there is a lot of apathy in the characters... So if you don't like that then don't read this im serious

Rewriting this shit

When attention triggers something dark. This is my first story so it's automatically going to be shit but you know.... I hope you enjoy Warning ⚠️ Stalking Kidnapped Death Harmful words Multiple personalities (hint Kyle isn't real)

This story is about someone wanting acceptance. Warning ⚠️ Stalking Self harm Abusive family Cheating Killing Framing Betrayer Mid detail.

Wyatt Cryer who woke up from is coma comes to find out some disturbing truths.

Your average detective story- A firm detective and a druggie work together to solve a murder. *** Wait!" I grip his forearm tightly, my fingers digging into his skin, and force him to turn around and face me. I search his eyes for any hint of emotion, but he remains stoic, the only indication of his inner turmoil being the tears that glisten in the corners of his eyes. "I know you didn't commit the murder," I say, my voice low and urgent. "But if we don't find the real killer soon, you'll be sent to prison." The gravity of the situation hangs heavily in the air between us, and I can feel my own anxiety skyrocketing. His response is immediate, his frustration palpable. "If you know I didn't do it, then why the hell aren't you out there looking for the killer?" he snaps, venom dripping from every word. I take a deep breath, trying to steady myself. "I am," I say, my voice barely above a whisper. "I just have this feeling that the killer is hiding somewhere in this part of town. And I need your help to find them." "Ha," he chuckles, his coarse voice sending shivers down my spine. "You want me to help you? Now why the hell would I help your naked mole rat-looking ass?" As he sneers, I can't help but notice how his lips curl up in disgust at the sight of me.