Death Wish
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Her Name? Amura. A Fallen/Corrupted Angel Reborn Who Doesn't Know Her Past,This Is Where She Meets Keylock, A "Simple Girl" Who Wants To Help Her Remember Her Past,Eventually Things Get Twisted Between Amura And Her Memories And She Turns To Be Who She Didn't Think She Would Be...A Killer. Yes,It's Pretty "Cliche",she thinks. But it somehow satisfies her And Supposively "Helps" Her To Releive Stress And To Remember. Keylock then decides to take Amura to a place where there are others like her, so she wouldn't feel alone...where did Keylock take her? Lets Just Say... In A Forest Where A House, "seems" empty lays upon the grass, just a little advice...This Is A Creepypasta Story Among Some Of My OC's, By Mine I Mean @Mia-n-Nige, Check Some Of My Other Stories Out There. Hope You Enjoy!!! And Hopefully This Story Won't End Up Really Cliche Like Other Stories~♡
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