The Perfect Place For a Ghost
5 parts Ongoing MatureLocked away in a windowless room, Elysia Kurokova learned to survive in silence. The voices had always been there- whispering, coaxing, waiting. But it wasn't until the night she let them in that she realized what they truly were. What she truly was.
She was eight years old when she slaughtered her parents.
Ōgai Mori found her in the aftermath- alone, bloodstained, and unafraid. He did not recoil. Did not pity. Instead, he knelt before her and claimed her as his own. He saw her as a weapon yet to be forged; an opportunity. What could soon be a wolf in sheep's clothing.
Years later, she steps out of the shadows for the first time. No longer a forgotten child locked behind closed doors, but a ghost in the making- officially inducted into the Port Mafia. A world of crime, power, pain and ruthlessness awaits her, and at its center is a boy with fire in his veins and rage carved into his soul.
Chuuya Nakahara.
In the darkness, friendships will form, alliances will shatter, and blood will stain her hands more times than she can count. But one thing is certain-
Elysia was never meant to be saved.
She was meant to haunt.
And the Port Mafia is the perfect place for a ghost.
( cross posted on ao3 under the same username and title )