Lizzy the reaper (A Creepypasta fanfic)
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  • Reads 234,758
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  • Parts 35
  • Time 2h 15m
Complete, First published Apr 03, 2014
[[BOOK ONE: LIZZY THE REAPER]]
[[BOOK TWO: REAPER BACK FROM THE GRAVE]]

I looked at zalgo and he held out a weapon for me, I grabbed it and it was a Scythe.

"this the perfect weapon for you, it's pole can be made longer and shorter. here's a slip for your back so you can easily travel and run. your pasta name is Lizzy the reaper. welcome to the family" zalgo said. 

with that zalgo left and I started my life as a killer.
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Books In The Series Order: Survivor (1) Monster (2) Murderer (3) ________________________________________ S N E A K P E A K : My grip tightened, my brain began to go crazy with thoughts and different voices. "I'm not...a bad person." I whispered, my body leaned up against his chest for support as I felt my eyes begin to burn. Images of bodies blurred my train of thought, The ones he and the others had brutalized popped up in my into my sick mind, so many fucked up events finally began to take a tole on my brain as they found one little crease to seep into. His hand grabbed my wrist, tight. I felt his other hand cup my cheek, pulling me closer to his body. "We are all bad people." He spoke aloud, his eyes not coming to mine once. "But...I'm not." I breathed out, trying to convince myself that I wasn't. "But you are, Y/n." He stated, looking down at me. His eyes were filled with... something unknown to my intoxicated mind. Deep down, I knew that for once, he wasn't lying to me. I truly was a monster, just, like, them. ______________________________________________ [ This book was written when I was in a deep state of derealization, so it may seem kind of off? Idk ] WARNING : - Past Sexual Assault [PTSD] - GORE/HORROR/DISTURBING DESCRIPTION - SLIGHT NSFW - ADULT SUBSTANCES/ TOXINS / LANGUAGE ... START OF BOOK : 6 / 5 / 22 END OF BOOK: 8 / 17 / 22 [ FINISHED ]