His Crimson Lunatic
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Crimson Blackwood's Pov~
The dark trees start to sway in the pale Moonlight, the ground or equal to the touch the wind picks up as the air becomes heavy with hostility, animals per cup but the high pitch scream feeling the entire forest
My screams....
Crimson black what is my name from birth the name that stupid whore gave me the one I'm supposed to call mother.
Ya right.
Long black curly hair, glowing crimson red eyes, snowy pale skin, for some reason these features made my mother throw me off a small cliff into Rogue territory, but thankfully I was found by these very nice Rogues who took very good care of me by beating and raping me senseless to where I became the crazy monster I am today
but don't worry at 12 years old I managed to kill them while smiling creepily.
My name is Crimson Blackwood I am 14 years old I am the Crimson Reaper your parents told you about as a kid
Note: i know it's supposed to be. A crazy wolf and thats what I intended it to be but idk how to continue the story with her being fully crazy but go to @ceil324 his crimson lunatic hers will be better then mine
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