Good Luck! // Creepypasta x lucky reader
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  • Reads 430,972
  • Votes 17,040
  • Parts 48
  • Time 2h 25m
Complete, First published Oct 15, 2020
Mature
The curse of Luck, the ability to never fail, to never suffer, but is that not suffering in itself?
I'm bored of living, bored of lying. If I cant end it myself, I'll get a monster to do it for me.
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ill try to make this as gender natural as possible.

WARNING- this story makes light of heavy topics.



#1 creepypastaxreader /2023-05-04
#1 goodluck /2022-01-19
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