He came home from the war. He didn't speak, only wrote. Some noticed that the ink he used had a red tint to it. Maybe they didn't know he wrote his poetry with four things; the pen, the paper, his heart, and the mixture of ink and blood.
Cover art by niitsvee on DeviantArt. I haven't seen much of their art, but from what I see here, they're pretty damn good.
ALL POETRY USED BELONGS TO ME. If you would like to use it, please just ask and give credit. ALSO, this book will contain mentions of violence, mental "issues", blood, and depression.
WARNING, this story will contain the following:
Mild gore
Murder (duh, it's a yandere story)
Potential forced sexual interaction
Yandere Reiner
And a lemon at the end
You've been warned.
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