Waves In The Mirror【Kuroshitsuji】

Waves In The Mirror【Kuroshitsuji】

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What does it take to find peace, when only pain had always been with us, throughout our lives, like a curse...? - - - The moon could only know many secrets. A mirror could only reflect the truth. Deep inside the heart, lies the person who we once were. Elvilya searches for her past, something that she had always yearned for. However, her existence have never been so simple. Tangled in the webs of deception and evil, she pursues the truth that was hidden beyond her knowledge: The truth that the man with a pair of mesmerizing, chartreuse eyes had cherished the most. " Bless me with your smile that can never be broken... " Waves In The Mirror《I》 A Black Butler Fanfiction Undertaker x OC《Partial/Marginal》 WARNING! • Slow and Random Updates • Manga Spoilers • Mature Content
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He wasn't the favorite. He wasn't the golden child. But he was the one who bled. When everything around him begins to crumble-family, love, and the secrets of a buried past-Ryan is forced to face a darkness he thought he'd left behind. What happens when the person they never really understood... becomes the only one who can save them? But saving them comes with a price. And some prices leave scars that even time can't heal. A story of sacrifice, forgotten memories, and a boy who was never supposed to be the hero. The boy they misunderstood. The one who laughed the loudest to hide the silence inside. The one who acted tough because no one noticed when he was gentle. The one who was always "too much"-too angry, too lost, too broken to fix. He was the black sheep. The storm in a house that only wanted sunshine. The one they blamed but never truly understood. They didn't know he cried himself to sleep at night. Didn't know he whispered "I'm sorry" to the shadows of parents he lost too young. Didn't know he carried the ache of abandonment in his bones every day. And when he finally found the truth-when he discovered who murdered them- he didn't hesitate. Not once.

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