Project 706 Dōraku

Project 706 Dōraku

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Jan 5, 2021
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Keep in mind that this is a Creepypasta that I am making. I wanted it to give off some early 2010-2013 Creepypasta Vibes but I try not to make it cheesy or too bland. Keep in mind that in this story this is very much in an Anime Tokyo Ghoul Witch is very important. There is probably some Grammer errors and some Spelling errors so I will keep working on this story and maybe even take some advice from comments. The description/ main story: a weapon was supposed to be made, another type of creation that could possibly be faster, stronger, and smarter then ghouls and humans of all of Tokyo. But the project has gone horribly wrong with something that has to do with his face. A disgusting face that humans will fear and couldn't possibly believe that's what he or she was saved by. The project had no biological parents but does get raised by a fatherly figure later to find out that the project was all alone again. If the legends are true it is very likely that he wouldn't care about you or me or anyone...exept for children...why does he only care about children? No body really knows. If you wish to learn the truth about the Doves, then you might want to see this.
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I'm Genevieve or Genna or BloodLust. I'm 18 years and I'm a saiyan but never knew it until a certain someone told me. My parents abused me when I was little until I met a tall man with no face known as Slenderman. He told me that he was watching me and what my parents are doing. He also said I was a proxy and that I should become one of him. I accepted and I was train with other proxies that Slenderman has. Years later, I was a full proxy and kill with the other Proxies and with creepypastas. One day, Slender allowed me to be in the Worlds Martial Arts Tournaments and I met some interesting humans.

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