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I Was Named After Misfortune
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Complete, First published May 05, 2022
"They always forget," Skull giggles, eyes glowing in hypnotizing purple swirls of varying shades. Glancing at the trembling body of the little rat he caught, he gave the terrified man a mocking grin. "Oh, you think so too? Yes, I sadly agree with you. They look so adorably pitiful. Falling for this simple, ugly trap. I'm so... disappointed." Skull sighed, looking like a forlorn lady waiting for her beloved before his anger spiked once more, ire concentrated on his prey. "But... I'm more disappointed at you. You're such a promising young Don and you don't know to how keep your sticky hands to yourself. Really, I think everyone forgets that they are MINE first before anything else."

Before he became known as Skull de Mort, the weakest Arcobaleno; long before he was recognized as the best stuntman in the world, Skull lived as someone else. Someone young, someone dangerous, and also someone more. This is his origin story.

NOTE: KHR story and characters are rightfully owned by Amano Akira. However, I own this AU story. Cover isn't mine. Practically just edited the violet colors. You can check the link where this art is from https://pin.it/3RKw0lJ
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