A Slice At Life

A Slice At Life

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when garu finds tobe in the bamboo forest bleeding out he takes it upon himself to help him even if their mortal enemies but there might be something darker underlying his near-death experience, who or what attacked tobe 1. I don't own pucca 2. garu and pucca may talk occasionally to make the story move along smoother 3. I don't own any pictures unless I say so 4. This is an au i made 5. There will be gore and angst cover by: https://www.deviantart.com/littlekidsin
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You know the drill. Tsukasa didn't come home? He pays the price. A week long, maybe two, angst fanfic filled to the brim with only hurt, zero comfort, angst, gore, blood, and all that juicy stuff to torture Tsukasa Tenma for his sins. ---- An excerpt from my tumblr post about my pulls: Oh so you just love to avoid me don't you, Tsukasa? You think that's funny? You think that hiding in the darkness will save your pathetic soul? Do you really believe that playing as the shadow will keep you safe? Are you seriously that foolish? You're pathetic. You are pathetic, and weak, and you deserve nothing but pain and agony. I will torture you to hell and back. This is not a threat. This is a promise. You brought this upon yourself, foolish mortal child. You are alone. Nobody is here to save you. You are God's favourite little plaything, and boy, does God wish to have some fun with you. You cannot fight back against the forces that you do not know. You are unable to comprehend the sheer anger I feel, the raw power that I hold in my hands. It is time to pay for your sins, fool. So, go on. Get down on your knees, boy- And beg.

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