There were only seven swords, yet the damage was catastrophic. The choices you made the first time were idiotic, ignorant, and insane. No amount of guilt could atone for your sins, but this was your path. This was your path to becoming a hero. You only ever wanted to help others. You never asked to become a killer. Mercy finally comes for your soul. You've been granted a chance to start it all over again from the very beginning. It's more than you deserve, and you take it all too aware of the consequences. Knowledge is a curse that'll tear you apart from limb to limb. Know it's your only guide. Know this is the only way to be forgiven. Reach new heights. Rewrite fate itself. ----- AKA The Block Tales pacifist route

If you are wondering where is the other artbook--- I lowkey don't know either it just disappeared 🚶‍♂️🚶‍♂️🚶‍♂️ Anyways I am not gonna post often maybe! Mostly my OCs and my current Hyperfixations

The Spectre got a little too bored... And well, I think you know the rest. ------ ⚠️Warnings⚠️ 🧸 Fluff 🛒 Angst 🩸Blood/Gore[Warnings will be there] 📢 Swear Words 🔥 Fire ⚰️ Mentioned murder ------ ‼️All art in story is made by me, please do not steal‼️ ONLY ON WATTPAD

Being a killer in that forsaken place was... entertaining, at best. Especially considering that-unlike the survivors, who were painfully aware of every second spent in that hell-the killers had been stripped of any ability to perceive rounds. They just knew they were there for a single purpose, with no capacity to question it. And they had no issue indulging in it over and over again. But one thing they all agreed on was: the food situation in that place sucked. So, let's change that. ----------- Or: The Spectre thinks it would be fun to let the killers kidnap a certain pizza guy so they can eat a decent meal for once. (Elliot domesticating the killers one cooking lesson at a time). Or or: I made a crack fic to beat up writting block and poor Elliot has to suffer (ELLIOT-CENTRIC) ----------- Also on AO3

Cover art by @/PaperSnatch on tumblr. Text and extra effects added by me :3 --- You don't know how you got here...or really why, all you know is that you must survive. Your past remains as shrouded in mystery as your circumstances, but one thing remains the same. You're not alone.

Y!FORSAKEN x BROKEN SPAWN!READER

Story is based of forsaken in roblox [Name] suffers in both forsaken and the real world, trying to escape the past. Although she has friends.. she just doesn't feel right. THIS STORY IS FINISHED!! THANK YOU ALL WHO READ! :D

He wakes up in a forest that doesn't remember the sun. There's no blood on his hands, but something blooms from his eye-red, silent, and alive. He doesn't know who he is. He doesn't know where this place is. All he knows is that the flower never withers... and neither does the cold. The others here smile too wide. Their kindness feels wrong. Even the silence hums like it's watching him. He doesn't remember dying. But he knows he shouldn't be alive. - Forsaken (Roblox) x Male! Reader/ Forsaken (Roblox) x Reader (Discontinued)

1x1x1x1 is trying his best to terminate his feelings but failed because he is down bad for that dilf burger man!! I love PoisonBurger. Cover made by me 🔥🔥🔥 Note: I don't really proofread this fanfic ❤️

Heya again guys part 2 is here, and to all new readers I recommend you all to read part one from my old account on my user "Katherine_azielz":D or search "Katherine Auziel" to find part one of this book, so enjoy!😃🍔