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[obsessive!male x male reader] ➺ <Destrucation of the Saintess> is a game that pursues the heroine, a beautiful girl with frightening sadistic tendencies that were created into her as part of her childhood. her adventures are surrounded by death and her loving god. it was an open-world game, you helped create with those talented to the help of worldbuilding and visual arts, you were in charge of the coding part. you didn't expect to suddenly wake up in the body of a young boy who suffered the rigid life of the streets and cold. The home, you called; a church is nothing as such. if anything, it's an unholy place all together with its own secrets. one of them is an angel beneath the grounds of the church. English translation: God is Dead. Art: @Diesel2b ; Twitter. Inspired by: [OMNISCIENT READER'S VIEWPOINT] [FALSE CONFESSION] [TRAPPED IN A CURSED GAME AS AN NPC]
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[DISCONTINUED!] (in the process of being rewritten) 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐒 - 𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧: 𝐄𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. ! 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐱 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ! 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐃𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐭 ! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ! 𝐌𝐚𝐣𝐨𝐫 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 ! 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝟏𝟕 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐥𝐝 --------------------------- "𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐨 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤? 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧?" - 𝐄𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬 (𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬. 𝐀𝐧𝐧𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧) --------------------------- Hatred is parasitic. It grows within you, festering the longer you let it build. And the longer you do, the harder it is to get rid of. [Name] watched them carry his body out of the woods. Watched them lie. Watched Bishop tell the Headmaster, "Sir, it was so dark. I- [Name], he- he fell. We didn't realize what happened..." They all got off scot free. Not even a slap on the wrist. After all, they were just a couple of fresh-faced 7th years getting hazed by their upperclassmen. Who would think they were capable of murder?

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