My unexpected story... (basic, but not all of it)
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Size: 18 pieces
Genres: AU, Angst, Curtain Story, Hit, Missing Scene, Psychology, Romance, Fantasy
Warnings: Pregnancy, Profanity, FDA, OOC, Deviations from canon, Happy ending
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First person narration
Description:
Every day I was busy with the usual studies...
How annoying she is...
And my parents want me to do well in school. Get excellent grades, have a lot of friends, socialize and work well...
But... I can't... I am afraid... All I want is silence and darkness in which I could just drown... Just like in the game... with my vampire...
Dedication:
Created from my roleplay with a friend and dedicated to my Alya of Eldarya and her pair Nevra.
Note: Since not all of the events here are included in the story, I will write them in a separate story
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