a forgotten tail.

running was all he could do.

run. ha... it really had come to his last option.

why was he being tracked down again? oh yeah, that one kid....., and his scissors.... well that turned a lot worse then it had to be....

all he wanted where to use them to open his bag, so why, why? why does it feel as if the world is agents him?
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(y/n) had been an on the run criminal for as long as he could remember, though that wasn't very long since he doesn't even remember who he was. after almost being cought by some guy with pink hair, one of your guardians had come to the rescue, the only thing is that this spirit had troubles with dimension warp and sent you off to a VERY different time. well ain't that just great.

you being you made connections with a priest and his two sons. soon finding out that their father was Satan have m self.

going on adventures with the twins and reveling secrets that had never been reveled, building relationships, until the same bone head from a while back finds you and then every thing seems to turn to crap...