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Trials and terror [The trials fanfic]
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Last published Wed, May 13, 2026
[A/N: THIS BOOK IS BEING REWRITTEN - Check out Trials And Terror: REENROLLED]
Have you ever wished for something? What was it? How badly did you want it?
The power of wishes is something truly amazing; to give one what they need, to fulfill their desires...
A man was able to harness this kind of strength, but he's only willing to give it so those deserving of it.
One day, a girl named Spork signed up to work for this man, thinking she'd finally gain a stable job. But it seems as everything is highly secretive, for reasons she will find out soon as the facility is tainted with dark secrets.
[This fanfiction will feature Roblox characters. It's all fictional!]
[Credits to Zelnus, for creating the trials]
[⚠️Trigger warning: death, torture, graphical descriptions, and maybe more⚠️]
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