my savior (Kirito x Eugeo)

my savior (Kirito x Eugeo)

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(IMPORTANT) for now this series will be on pause, so no further chapters will be released. in the underworld the war was done, and Kirito return back to the real world. although due to unfortunate events, Kirito has been brought into despair. he feels that he can't go on and wants to end his life. although something happened that he didn't think possible. if you want to find out more please read my story! (it's a boy x boy series) THERE ARE TRIGGER WARNINGS IN THIS!! • thinking/talking and attempting suicide • thinking/talking and inflicting self-harm • verbal abuse • talking about blood (lots of it in some chapters) • death/dead bodies • torture/torturing things (don't know what to really call this) there might be some smut but I'm not sure, this is mainly going to consist of fluff. disclaimer: I do not own Sao or the characters, and I do not own any of this art that I put in this.
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Alone. Naked. Cold. Covered in blood that is just as likely to be mine as someone else's. I don't know who I am, where I am, or what I'm running from. All I get are flashes, snippets of dark shadows, sneering faces. Pain always follows these nightmares, these memories. I was found, taken in, but I have no way of knowing if I only escaped the frying pan just to jump into the fire. I don't understand these people, these wolves. They don't understand me, either. Our words mean nothing to each other, they're no more than sounds. We use gestures, facial expressions, body language like the beasts we seem to be. I can only pray these beasts are not the same ones I'm running from. -This story has depictions of violence, depression, panic attacks, gore. Please read at your own discretion- Highest rankings thanks to all of you wonderful readers! : #2 in "Ice" #3 in "Werecat" #18 in "Loss" #19 in "Neko"

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