"Enslaved," "Simple whore," "Object of desire," no other words were ever used to describe you, a woman 21 years of age, who had spent the last 7 years in the grasp of one man named Hachiman, "The Flesh-Trader."
You spent your days in solitude, waiting forever for the opportunity of escape, until one faithful day in an unsuspecting noodle shop, your first and last opportunity arrives in the form of a samurai, who defeats your enslaver.
The only question left to ask yourself is if you're ready for what possibilities await if you follow the path of this estranged samurai..
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This story is fem x fem and from the readers perspective, updates may take a realllllyyyy long time, as I will be rewatching the show for better formed scenes in this fanfic ^^
She can't feel pain.
And the other has forgotten how to feel at all.
When a street fighter with a broken past crosses paths with a young surgeon who hides behind control, their worlds collide in blood, danger, and a connection neither of them saw coming.
In a city ruled by secrets and violence, they'll learn that sometimes, the only way to survive... is to finally feel.
I'm back with another LingOrm Story with a little LenaMiu moments. hope you stay and support this too. I have thought about this story, and brainedstormed a lot (just me talking to myself).