Mariposa is a young woman in a secluded town. Her mother was a witch and ran away when she was younger. Her father went crazy because of this and began burning young women under the pretense that they were witches. Mariposa didn't agree with these ways. After an argument with her father she discovers her powers. He attempts to burn her at the stake but it doesn't work and she runs away. All she wants is a bakery and a safe place for everyone.

First of all, I do not own any characters within this book -- only a few minor characters are of my creation. The Creepypasta characters are all owned by their respective creators which do not include myself. It began with a nightmare: a sea of blood and mountains of corpses as far as the eye could see. Ever since then, nightmares have become reality. After your wishes for something interesting to happen in your life, it comes at a dire cost. You have been thrown into a war happening under the nose of every human in the world despite the lives of them all being at stake. There is no turning back. Peace does not last long. You are in a strange new world: a world where the strong eat the weaklings alive. The only comfort you have in this cruel world is a company of killers, manipulators, and beings of uncertain origins. How will you end this war? In blood? Or in love? P.S. The POV will be in 1st person. This is simply my preference when it comes to writing stories. Hopefully this will be to your liking and, if you have come back to these types of Creepypasta fanfics often, that this gets you excited to see something new!

--- we were four best friends-laughing too loud, making chaos in the hallways, thinking we'd stay that way forever. Then it all shifted. Suddenly, it was just me and Akari left behind, watching the other two become besties , me and akari go to highschool together, and we got class 12 E i thought its like going into a normal school but to our suprized theres only BOYS in our classroom WE thought it was just a coincident that the girls didnt come for today but as we talked with the teacher theres no girl ONLY 16 boys (yes, 16 like a whole soccer team) It started slow. The boys? They hated us. Like *actually* hated us. Now? They call us family. From being the outsiders to somehow sitting at the same lunch table, it's been a weird ride. It hurts sometimes, how fast things changed-but I guess even in plot twists, you find the real ones. --- inspo : Ang mutya ng section E