Killing Sweet Dolls
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Last published Mon, Mar 23, 2026
This is a story about an eldritch doll. Well, more of a lost soul who becomes a doll, a paranormal entity is known for possessing an empty shell of a humanoid appearance. The lost soul is known as Muriel as her birth father forced that name onto her but later on, she gains a new name. Meets everything from mythical to horror supernatural.
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This story contains strong topics such as;
Mentions of sexual assault
Graphic descriptions(violence, gore, body horror/deformities)
Violence of soft, mediocre, harsh
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