the Breathing painting: a Matsuro palette fanfic
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  • Reads 3,421
  • Votes 127
  • Parts 21
  • Time 2h 40m
Ongoing, First published Oct 01, 2021
"a real you? What do you mean by 'the real you'? and why? i don't understand"


Thomas Maxfield has received a strange painting during his working time at a museum as an art restoration expert and a  museum archivist. However,things started too change when he blacked out and woke up at a unknown dimension full of similarly abandoned properties with an unfinished painting of a girl stood in front of him on a canvas. will he finished the art and get out alive? Or will he pay the price just like the others who failed?


I don't own matsuro palette/death pallete, all properties are belong to sleeping museum, except Thomas Jefferson. Also,the age of the girl in the painting is still up to your imagination, I put her like around 12 to 14 years old cause I seriously don't even know how old is she despite I finished the game.

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