•DISCONTINUED• He was a strange boy. I knew him in school, yet I could never find a way to talk to him. One day when his best friend was sick he sat down next to me at lunch. It wasn't much, just an exchange of hello's. Then, after that, I didn't see him anymore. And that time turned into weeks. Into years. I graduated to become a detective, him distant in memory. Yet a recent report had been made and I was sent to investigate. Little did I know what I had in store. WARNING: Gruesome & extreme violence is a major factor in this story. Harsh wording may also be used throughout this book

It was only a matter of time before he returned, and you knew it would happen. There was nothing you could do to escape this...

Indeed. You will be kidnapped and yes, somehow, a series of events shall unfold. But of course, I can't say whether the outcome will be good or bad. For that would just be ruining the surprise.

{COMPLETED} This Reader is basically the same as the first book (Darkiplier x Reader) I wrote. Same general world, but the story itself will be original. The events in my first book haven't happened in this universe. Still no smut. Again, I'll try to keep the character gender neutral. ◊◊◊ You meet Anti because he thought you were emotionally weak. He thought he could take advantage of you. Yeah, well, you're not going down that easy. You decide to show him what you're really made of. ◊◊◊ "Those nightmares aren't all fun and games, you know," he explains. "I've got a ton of information on you, [Y/N]. Strengths, weaknesses, fears... I know you much better than you think."

{COMPLETED} This is my first story, so only constructive criticism, please. Also, there's no smut. Sorry not sorry. I ain't writing that shit. Also also, there's probably gonna be some gore, but that's to be expected. I'll keep the character pretty gender neutral, but I'm personally a demigirl so forgive me if the character seems a bit feminine at times. ◊◊◊ You're a pretty average person. Your parents are divorced, but that's not really unique. You're kinda pessimistic, some venture to call you "depressed" or "emo", but everybody goes through that phase. ◊◊◊ "Can't you just leave me alone for one night?" I snap. His laughs only fuel my rage. "I'm here to help you - Can't you see that?" he soothes. I just glare at him. "Yeah, making me kill a guy and driving me insane is real 'helpful'. Thanks." The demon shakes his head. "You don't understand, yet. I'm freeing you from the prison that is your conscience." "No, thanks. I like not being a sociopath." "Do you?"