Ironlungxreader Stories

𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚘𝚎, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑. →←→← It's punishment. It's freedom. It's isolation. It's the ending of a man's life when the only thing that seems to be left is regrets. There might be hope. There might not be. It's hard to find anything when you're not allowed to see out of the tight confining space extending one's life. It's the end, isn't it? It seems like that's all it's ever been. →←→← 𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚜. →←→← TW: blood, body horror, gore, incorrect science, more blood, allusions to cannibalism, probably more I can't think of right now Reader discretion is advised →←→← 𝙰𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚍𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕...