Seal My Fate•Phantom of the Opera Fanfiction
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  • Time 4h 23m
  • Reads 14,905
  • Votes 677
  • Parts 25
  • Time 4h 23m
Complete, First published Mar 25, 2020
*OLD STORY*

As a writer, Emma knows better than anyone that characters exist to suffer. Her motto has always been "Help the plot, hurt the characters."

That changes when, after being knocked unconscious in a dreadful car accident, she wakes up in a world that's not her own; a world where all her dreams come true. Unfortunately, not all dreams are good ones. And the opera ghost? Well, that wasn't exactly one of her best dreams.

Now that the characters are as real to her as she is, is she still willing to advance the plot at their expense? Does she even have the power to make that decision? The song says she'll live as she's never lived before; surely that's true, but is it a good thing? That's up to her.



Tied for 1st place in the Erik x OC section of @BrendaDaaeDestler's Phantom's Rose Awards
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The great fire, it cost Erik everything he ever knew. His house, his only love... everything. He roamed the streets for almost four years, staying hidden in the shadows he made himself familiar with only to find his way back to the abandon and burnt opera house. He stayed there and the first few months were nothing but peace, silence and his inner demons ripping him apart. He had no power for life anymore, no muse to write songs and compose miracles. He simply spent his days looking at the cave walls, not able to think, to see, to feel. All that changed when his ear perked the sound of a child's laughter, informing him of people entering his house but he had no power to kick them out. He saw no reason too. The Phantom was dead after all. He assumed they were the new owners, a word he heard a few times during the past 2 weeks. He mentally scoffed, wondering what they would do with the destroyed opera. Open it again? Fix it? He could care less. All he wanted was his solitude. #1 in phantomoftheopera (10/3/21)