chiwiibond
The sphere. A massive constantly moving island. It's luxurious and abundant in resources. At least from what we can tell. It seems as if trash from it never stops raining down. The sphere was heaven, and so the ground could be nothing else but hell. And if those above we're angels, well then it doesn't take much to figure out what we'd be, does it?
⤷ This story is written in 1st person with occasional 3rd person entries, if you don't like it this is a warning.
⤷ This is an oc story NOT reader. This may or may not be a Tamsy x Oc... (I genuinely don't know yet, but there will be implications.) But the main focus will of course be on Apple.
Rankings :
2 | Raiders
3 | Gachiakutafanfic