Y/N has always been abused her life. She had just turned five years old and she knew what was going to happen. Five years ago Y/N mom died giving birth and your father never loved you after that. So once you turned five you were out on the streets to defend yourself. What happens when you get caught by a demon and taken to a place with seven other men who looked the same? Will they treat you better than your real dad? Find out in this story.

No spoilers here suckers ;) Apart from it's Markiplier's and Jacksepticeye's egos :P

[ REWRITTEN VERSION IS ON MY OTHER ACCOUNT, MORE INFO IN THE VERY FIRST CHAPTER ] You were an 11 / 12-year-old girl with (h/l), (h/c) hair. You ran away from your father because he was abusive. As you roam around on the streets, you meet someone you don't ever want to meet again. Somebody else offers you help, which you gladly accept. But then you come in the middle of something you'd never expect... [ Thanks for all the support on this and almost 80K reads! ]

You hated your life. At the age of twelve, you had no friends, your father never loved or cared for you, and you were treated like dirt everywhere you went. You wanted that pain to end, to have a better life, with friends and a real family who cared about you. One night, a man with a pink moustache and a slurred voice gave you the chance to live that life. (This story will revolve mostly around Wilford and Dark, but I will try to do stuff with the other egos. This will NOT have the reader falling in love with the egos, but there will very likely be shipping between the egos themselves ) THIS STORY IS CURRENTLY ON HIATUS WHILE I WORK ON A MORE AMBITIOUS STORY