OK I KNOW BLEACH IS MY FAVORITE ANIME BUT IT WAS NOT COOL TO BE SENT THERE WITHOUT MY PERMISSION!! Damn you Urahara. You deserve a kick in the face. Ok, so I USED to live in Fifth Dimension Chicago, IL, but thanks to Kisuke Urahara, I'm stuck in eighth Dimension Karakura, Japan. WTF right? More on that later. Disclaimer: I own nothing but most of the plot and my OC and/ or OCs

What's Love with out Hate? Nothing but a dream... 14 year old Despair Heart has gone through more than anyone can imagine, her wounds not only emotional, but physical and mental. She's broken, seemingly beyond repair. On her last legs of life, she is given one more chance to live. But she won't take it, she has nothing to live for anymore and she never really did. That is until things change and she is brought into a world of vigilantes and villains. War is coming, and the way to win is in her hands...

She is that one that roamed the streets. She is that one who took what she wanted. She is that one who avoided emotions. She is the one that was pitied. She is the one that is on top. Brought up on the streets of Gotham, I was raised to be a crook, a theif. One who always ruled on top. I can't say that's what I am now. Now, I'm weak. Everything I've trained for was for nothing. I'm breaking. But that's impossible!

This story is a about a girl and a mask. P.s it's a creepypasta story