~Despite all the things he had done in the near past, he would never truly call himself evil. He saw his actions as justified, even when he rushed towards the girl with her back turned and his knife held high~ Your world had never truly been whole, not even before the disaster. Without emotions, you were forced to wander a dying world. Even with allies, you were alone. No one could understand you, and you could not understand them. Every day you need to be cautious as danger lurks behind every corner. So many had managed to survive, of course not all could be on the pleasant side. Yet, despite everything, everything seems to do just fine running its course. But something changes as someone new comes. Someone who doesn't belong. "I... " Someone who might be able to free you from your curse. "Love you" Or... kill you on the spot. . . . Your life is going to change in one way or another. Be ready, Y/N. - I will try to add in as many things as I can here. The picture does not belong to me, neither does Cross Chara or Nightmare, or such characters as they belong to their respective owners. I have read the comics and seen the series, but I started this before I knew better. Logic isn't my thing either so, yes, a lot of things I've spoken out of my ass. English isn't my mother language either. I hope that you who are reading this, may look past my mistakes and maybe enjoy the story. Thank you.