Your Hell, My Heaven

Your Hell, My Heaven

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What if your whole life you felt...different? As if you didnt belong,like your were lost? What if one day you get dragged to a world of the unknown and realize your lifes been a lie? And that you really dont belong in this human world. You belong in one with others like yourself.... Raven and Autumn have always been different from other teens....And what they didnt know before, its not just their way of clothing that makes them unique. Before they know it they've been dragged to a new town,a new school,a new world. They must attend a knew school with other's like theirselves. This school is known as Nocturna Supressso. Midnight Acedamy. This boarding school cant be found on the map, only thoes who belong are welcomed. As strange things happen, Things that they thought only existed in books come to show their true selves, they come to realize the students at the school arent exactly human. But theres something else they come to realize. They arent either.
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I was made to serve him. I was made to heed his every beck and call. I was dutiful, obedient, proud of my servitude regardless of what the others thought of me. He was powerful, and he made me powerful, too. It was honorable to be his right hand, to be able to execute his orders to perfection. I thought I had done well in this position. Had anyone asked I would have sworn I exceeded all expectations and fulfilled every request without hesitation or error. I had become an expert in anticipation, of knowing my Master better than I knew myself. So why did he give me away? How could he cast me aside so easily? Was I really so replaceable, so meaningless? He had made me for himself, hadn't he? What other purpose could I possibly have? How was I meant to serve him by serving someone else? -This story has mature themes and depictions of violence, depression, panic attacks, gore, etc. Please read at your own discretion- Highest rankings thanks to all of you wonderful readers! : #2 in "Servitude" #3 in "Servant" #22 in "ManxMan"

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