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When Monsters Play | Creepypasta

When Monsters Play | Creepypasta

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Aug 16, 2026
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Fanfic
Alternate Universe (AU)
Original Character (OC)
Horror
Creepy Pasta
When a nineteen year old girl awakens by herself in a place she fails to recognize, she finds that all of her favorite scary stories may be very much real after all, even though it's not easy to meet them. The worst thing, she discovers that she's not really the only one who had woken up in that dreadful place that night, and this horror journey where she finds that she's been here in her past lives finally continues. Only with several catches. One being, the proxies are not like people know them. The second, to many people like her, they are practically a religion. Real friendships are made, bonds and promises are being broken, and her only twin flame is found at a place she'd the least expect. What is real and what is not? Who to trust, who not to? Will they ever find their way out? At what cost? Does this all have a meaning?
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"It causes your immune system to turn against you," I explained gently. The color terrifyingly drained from his face as he stared at his knuckles. "I have a spot," he whispered, his voice scraping like glass. "Right here." He let out a strangled noise as the stadium footage buffered. "Riley!" he shrieked, covering his burning face while peering through his fingers at his future self. "Those pants leave absolutely nothing to the imagination!" He went so unnaturally still I thought his heart had stopped beating. His charcoal-stained fingers curled into tight fists. "Fifty," he whispered, scanning the fatal summary on the glowing screen. "I am... I am gone at fifty." What if the only way to save your future was to completely abandon your past? In 1982, Michael Jackson is suffocating. Trapped behind his family's compound gates and drowning under industry pressure, the rising star just wants a life of peace and normalcy. The universe answers-violently ripping him from his timeline and dropping him onto the bedroom rug of Riley, a freelance graphic designer in the year 2025. Stranded forty-three years in the future, Michael must face a world that already knows his tragic history. But Riley fiercely refuses to let that history repeat. She offers him the anonymous, ordinary life he always craved, rebuilding his shattered confidence brick by brick and teaching him the radical concept of self-love. More importantly, she arms him with the ultimate weapon: the brutal truth. She gives him the exact names of the snakes hiding in his 1982 backyard, the upcoming betrayals, and the devastating tragedies he is destined to face. When the universe inevitably pulls him back, Michael is no longer the timid pop star terrified of his shadow. He is a king preparing to claim his throne, knowing exactly how to rewrite music history and what it takes to survive. But armed with the future, changing his fate might cost him the one person who taught him how to live.

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