Pykexreader Stories

You were a vastaya trying to make a living in the hell hole know as Bilgewater. Everyone knows Vastayas are hunted for their magic and sold on the black market. How will you survive getting hunted down by Skinners?

*ART ON THE COVER NOT BY ME* Betrayal had always been such a bitter word... It came in forms no one could ever expect. Even if such betrayal was nothing more than a misunderstanding, that turned into hate. It was a single act such as this that tore away souls and lives into simply nothing... It was on that day when she could not save him. The day he drowned. The day a man died, and a monster was born. it was cruel, yes, but what was there to do? It was how such man was bound to a contract sealed with his own blood. A list of names, one that shifted, a list ever-changing, and yet forever-lasting. And yet one name stood on that list, a name never once crossed out, a name that burnt bright into the monster's eyes. Such a bitter taste it brought to that monster's mouth... He'll be sure to savor it.