A good majority of media is labeled as being "fiction".
Little do many know, it's all very much real.
If you write a story, then what you have is a story.
It's when you give it all details, that that story can become real, existing sometimes only just outside the realm of true observability, somewhere in its own reality.
Sometimes, when a sequel isn't made, when a future is not given by the creator of that thing,
the future can write itself...
And sometimes, just sometimes,
there doesn't need to be anything written at all to make it happen...
This, is one of a small handful of stories, which include both of such an occurrence.
This, is the story, of Samuel Willsworth.
A man with quite A Haunted Beginning...
"I don't know how, or why, but I just, started existing..."
"Since then I've been running, well... duck walking really... through my existence, saving one reality at a time."
"Where did it start? Like, as in my first adventure?"
"Oh man, it was crazy! There were these random people fighting some, demon or something, I think they called him 'Herobri-' Oh, right, sorry... should probably go in order..."
"Let's see..."
"Ah! I know where to start!"
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I'm your huckleberry (Tombstone 1993) (Doc Holliday X Reader)
21 parts Complete Mature
21 parts
Complete
Mature
The joys of modern inventions and miracles are often taken for granted. Your hungry or thirsty? Get something from the fridge or make it. You need to go somewhere? Drive or call an uber. Your hurt? Go to the doctor.
Your bored? Watch a movie, play video games, watch videos on the internet, talk to people without ever leaving your house.
Some much time is in our hands... but back in the 19th century... you wouldn't last very long.
Diseases are rampant, gun violence is higher, no modern technology, barely any good medicine, almost all of your favorite food doesn't exist and most of the people are rude as hell. But... That doesn't mean all of them were so bad. Love was not something most people in this time really cared about. At least, in the town of Tombstone, Arizona.
After falling asleep with a nice looking stone you bought at a small stand at the carnival, your whole world becomes the opposite. Six people from the past discover you unconscious and alone in the blistering heat and offer help but it was their help that let you meet the most amazing man you've ever met.
John Henry "Doc" Holliday.
*I am the one who took the picture. The cover. When I was on a cross-country road trip, we went to Tombstone, Arizona and I took that picture*