lemon-boyy
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- Parts 8
running from your problems never solves anything, and grian learned that the hard way.
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after shattering the world border, grian knew something was wrong. somebody was with him, he wasn't alone.
grian trudged to his bed tiredly, his eyes beginning to droop. he took a moment to admire his base, smiling softly. sure, the inside was a mess, but the outside was marvelous.
grian gasped as he felt a warm body press up against his, strong arms holding him in his place. he thrashed, yelling and screaming for help. his body grew tense as he felt a familiar cold blade press against his neck, the metal shimmering in the moonlight.
"f̴̡̨̼̠͎͓̤̟̹̘̟̟̺͔͎̘̟̝͙̥͇͈̙̀́͋͗͆̆͗͛̑̐̿̑͌͜͜͝ͅơ̵͖̼̗̩̓͗̿̓̋̍̾ṷ̸͉̻̬̙̜̱̥͍͈̱̓̔̍̄̒̕n̷̡̞̹̜̲̟̤̼̺̭͙̩̖͍̟͍̠̪̙̣͕̘̋̾̃̎̂͆̒̓̑͜͜ḏ̶̢̞̬̠̠̠̺̭̺̟̆̈́͐̅̾̓͊́̎̀͒̑̎̀̋̈̂͐̆͊͛͗̇̇͜ ̷̛̙̹̯̙͂͐̀̓̑͑̒ͅẏ̵̛͍̱͚̖͚͙͙̱̰̭̜̝̘̟̤̻͇̈́̊̆̋̂̓͂̒͋̐̏͑̇̎̓̈́̋̏̐̐̓̔̚͜͠ò̸̧͔͎͚̟̥̜̱̫͕̱̙̻̳̤̦͈͎̣̖̜͒͋̉͒́̑̔̐̍͒͜ű̸͚̬͇̖̭̭̦̜̮͖͉̱̇̃̈́͗̔͋̀̈́͂́̍͐͆͗̈́̏̎͒͗̏̈́͋̕͜͝ͅ"
warning: mature themes, violence, death and more.  read at your own risk 
(cover is a placeholder for now, currently working on one)