BEN Drowned x OC
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"Why do you always use that glass shard anyway? It's messy." Theo glanced over to the blood-covered kid, his blue eyes shining in the morning sunlight that seeped through the leaves.
He paused for a little bit as if he hadn't thought about it before.
"I like the smell of blood, I think, when it sticks to my clothes" he answered simply.
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In the wild, they found a peculiar freedom. No home, no roof, no family; only the echoing sounds of the forest and each other's chilling company. Life was primal, real, and raw. Atop the world, as free as the winds that whispered through the trees.
All until that fateful day, when they hunted the wrong prey. Someone else's.
Or, well, something else's.
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I DO NOT SUPPORT ANY OF THE SUBJECTS BROUGHT UP IN THIS STORY. THIS IS PURE FICTION.
TW:
Gore, kidnapping, abuse, mental health, violence
Started: 04/01-2024
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