Moru storie

❝Even the memory, lies and truths that I was deprived of, I still sink in the thoughts. Time passes cruelly, but I still don't know why I'm here now.❞ [ Cross Fight B-Daman Fan Fiction ] • [ under major revision ] [ WARNING: depictions of self-harm and psychological pain ]

❝We break when we fall too hard, lose faith when we're torn apart, but I was never gone.❞ [ Under editing ] • [ Cross Fight B-Daman Fan Fiction ] • [ Reader Insert ]

Do I know him..I don't know..Does he know me?..I don't know that either..for sure anyway..but what does it matter...Well, it does not matter.. what really matters is that... He makes me crazy.. I know it does not make any sense..but.. in a way...it does... He is the missing piece.. but he doesn't know it.. Where will they go? How far they can go? Do they want a name? How far they want to take it? Does she want to make the same mistake? Even if it happens again? Even if it breaks her heart? Again?

Mori had always sided with no one during the 3 way war. He had always respected and never messed with God, and God left him be. He killed who he wanted, except for angels. but one day, the king of devils, Lucifer, created a Taboo insisting that Mori can't get more powerful than a high class devil. Mori's supernatural race? God of Martial Arts, War, and Violence.

Named a violin prodigy at 9, Y/N Inoue was praised for not only his amazing violin skills, but also for for his intelligence and ethereal visuals. Despite these gifts being wanted by most people, he wishes he never had them in the first place. OHSHC is not owned by me of course😍