Later That Night

Later That Night

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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesTerminé mar., nov. 6, 201823 m
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Fanfiction
Five Nights At Freddy's (Fnaf)
(The following is a fan fiction following the events of a FNaF 6 mini game. I do not own any of the characters, except those whom I've created, but they are not canon to the series. Descriptions, names, and plot is inspired by Micheal. The. Nightguard. There is also, blood, gore, and strong language, so smol children beware.) 1979, Hurricane, Utah. In a town in Utah, William Afton, future creator of AftonRobotics and several other Freddy Fazbear locations, is known for many things. Those who look back at him will see two sides. The man, and the monster. Even the tamer side of this man was considered dangerous, and was known as a smooth talker and even, a murderer. But why would any person commit such crimes, destructive not only to his victims, but to himself? The answer is much more difficult to understand then you might think. Better hurry though. The ghosts aren't content to stay dead forever.
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(This is the continuation of Not so perfect) This is his fault! What have I become? This body... my body... I just want to rest... I miss him so much. Why does it hurt so much even after 20 years? Michael, (son's name) and I have to end this. So we can rest. For Charlie. For Elizabeth. For Henry and all of those who had to die to get to this point. All of the children that die from monstrous murder machines clocked in childlike friendly. We must end this bullshit but where is the man that kept our lives kept in this foreverness. Unable to die fully die. Death after death. Unable to move on. Unable to let go. But does my heart weep for another? Do his words butter me up and fix my broken heart? Or is it all lies to get his way? What is (son's name) hiding within a wall of secret? Will our plans work? Or will the rest be always so close or be out of our grasp? As the man, who curse us to suffer in death, told me once 'enjoy the ride because it will be a long one.' I now understand what he meant. This game of life and death. But do I have the ability to stop my feelings from getting in the way of what needs to be done? I love him.

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