A trashy poem by a trashy person.

There was once a man who supposedly had no "name" no one knew who he was or why he became a monster, but everyone knew he always left his mark with mutilating a body after death. The few things people knew about him was a cold blooded murder with a kill count higher than what they could count, and he never spoke the only evidence he ever left behind was a bloody card that held a skull with a scythe.

We are all monsters, not a single soul born unto this earth can travel it without doing harm to another. By malice or ignorance we are all monsters. Special thanks to @The_DCruz_Missile for the cover.

Toby and Sayori have known eachother since childhood. Now they are both in high School. Sayori just sleeps in and Toby walks to school alone. One day she runs after Toby to ask him to come to Literature club. Toby says yes and starts developing feelings for her. But only one other person can get in the away of there love. When Sayori let go, she looked back up at with a shy smile on her face " Can you do one small favor for me," He looked back at her and said " Of course," " I want you to come to the literature club with me after school," She said with grin. Toby nodded his head and said " Yes Sayori, I will come with you to the club," Cover art does not belong to me. DDLC " Doki Doki Literature club" is a great game, that belongs to Dan Salvato