"I tried to put my feelings into words but for some reason they always end up tasting like lies," Saeran wasn't happy growing up. After being physically and mentally abused by his mother, he only relied on his brother to free him from the shackles of despair. Though, he never expected that his brother would have someone else help him save him. Someone who made his dead heart beat again. The cover is made by me, KatalyaEldridge. I do not own the art or the programs I used to make it since they all belong to their respective owners.

"Downloading a messenger app leads chatting with hot guys?" Being a lover of otome games, she couldn't resist the urge to try it out. After weeks of playing and getting to know each of the different characters' personalities, something goes very wrong with the game! "Hello...? Can you type something?" Somehow the game was hacked and a glitch caused her to be sucked into the 2D world of Mystic Messenger! With her memories now completely on reset and her life turned into coded program, 707 and the other RFA members must find a way to bring back her memories and send her home by playing a whole new route. Mystic Messenger and its characters belong to cheritz Original MC fanart and story cover belongs to Khaizu RFA emoji edits belong to ladyarcane, foolishneko, and dr-sinnamon Legacy is mine tho lolol

"What kind of monster shows love to a human?!" At this point, I was finished with the man in front of me. All feelings towards him turned into anguish and betrayal. His mint green eyes were staring back as I searched into them to find a void of emotion. The expression on his face contorted to a sinister smile, as if someone forced him. "A monster who's too selfish and takes her away to paradise." Everything was dark as a white noise made its way towards my ears. ...... [Highest-ranking #94 in FanFiction] I don't own Saeran or Mystic Messenger. Just the story itself, no characters. I also don't own the art in the cover. ---- !!!!Update Oct. 2020!!!! Hey I just wanted to let you know that I wrote this at a young age and I've obviously grown over my MM phase. I wrote this fanfic when Saeran didn't have his own route, but now I believe that I was in the wrong to write this since I remember of the Stockholme Syndrome y/n has in this story. I wasn't aware or educated of it but I now am. This story will not be picked up or continued as it doesn't give justice to those who've experienced such unfortunate events. I'm keeping this story published for me to reflect upon my writing and hopefully use it as motivation whenever I do happen to write in the future. Feel free to skip over this as I don't want you to get your hopes up. Thank you for reading this message! -Goldfish..plup...plup