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Short Spin-off Story of my OC Mercy Grish
**he is completely and utterly my character and is under no permission to be used by anyone unless you privately message me and receive express permission. thank you!**
When it all began, Mercy was happy.
When it all began, Mercy was able to smile and to live as a free man.
But now?
Mercy wonders if happiness even still exists and longs for the idea that he may one day get away from the hell that is..."him".
(⚠️⚠️Trigger warning: mentions of abuse and abusive relationships/dangerous situations. please read with caution!⚠️⚠️)
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