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The Devils Are Here...

Leituras 256
Votos 19
Capítulos 3
Tempo 1h 31m

Leituras 256
Votos 19
Capítulos 3
Tempo 1h 31m

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"A limb has fallen from the family tree. I keep hearing a voice-"


H̸̲̙̻͓͚̪̜̳̿̈́͋̿̈́̂̕ͅe̸̛͕͎̦̿͐̈́̀̒͋̍̋̕ḷ̶̡͚͖̤̯͌̓͂͂̉͘p̸̰̯̪̠͖̳̊̌̌͌͌̐͂̚ ̶̨̦̱̠͍̈̓̇̂͗̂̇̌m̶̢̨͍͍͖̼͉̯̻͈͆ė̵̡̨̗͙̳̯̙̜͂̆̐̋̌




S̵̨̲̲̈́͌̆̿͘a̶̛͉̭̲̫̗̅͐̎̈́̇̐͒̈v̴̡͛̆̍̎̾͝e̶̛̖̜̺̥͕̹̜̣̰̓̀͐͂̈́̈́̒̃̕ͅ ̷͉̭̯̠̯͖̖̤͉̿͋̈́͜m̵̳̉͆̽͐̓̊e̴̱͂̋̈́̔̆͒͐͐̂͝



"As lost as Alice. As mad as the Hatter." -Quora.

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Everything was fine until ℍ𝔼 destroyed what little salvation we knew. It all went to hell because of   
                                        
  


                                               h̸̨̢̪͉̹̥͎̍̆͌͑͊͐͂̀̐͜î̶̼̭̼̓̑͆̓̿̀̚m̶̢̳̝͖̤̒̌̀͘͠ͅ




But he saved us...didn't he or was it all an illusion?  

Depression
  
                         Hyper vigilance

                                                            Paranoia

                     Schizophrenia 

Anxiety 

                      Cannibalism

                                                           Visions 

𝒲𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓅𝑒𝓃𝑒𝒹

To us? 

The people that we cared for always die or we either lose ourselves to the darkness. When everything was beginning to calm down it spiked up and everything went to hell; that was when ℍ𝔼 came. He ruined our lives. Many stories are based off of him, this-this is our story.Todos os Direitos Reservados

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