A slave to The Truth

A slave to The Truth

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(credits of the art to the respective artist. i don't know their user.) Nikolai, Fyodor, Dazai and Chuuya get teleported to an unknown, secluded place. With their abilities forced shut, they have to choose between an endless isolation, or participate in the twisted game the strange man has set up for them, in order to have the opportunity to win what they all aim for: The Book. How will they get through this? When a silent war arises between them, they can't trust anything or anyone more than their own instincts in order to survive. The mystery behind The Book, which the strange host so carefully keeps, would be revealed in the end. Only if one of them were deemed as worthy. They will have to prove their will through questions and dares as the host, Akiro, plays with their minds. "May the strongest one prevail." *** This story contains Soukoku, Fyolai, male OC, strong language, sex references, manipulative behaviour, sadism, deathly situations, etc. Continue with discretion.
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The windows of the Russian house looked out over a snowy landscape, white as far as the eye could see. The isolation was almost palpable, a distance between them and the world that seemed to stretch infinitely. Inside, the silence was broken only by the crackling of the fire. Chuuya was the first to wake, his eyes slowly narrowing as though every fiber of his body fought against an invisible weight. He rose, confused, trying to orient himself. He didn't recognize the place. Everything felt... wrong. He tried to piece together fragments of his memory, but his mind was a labyrinth of shadows and broken images. _____ When power slips from your hands. Something is happening in a little red house.... A FyoYaZai fanfiction, I hope you will like it♤

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