The Scarlet Flame |A Grimm X reader story|
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  • Reads 622
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  • Parts 28
  • Time 7h 50m
Ongoing, First published Jan 28
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You are the assistant of the master troupe, the second highest position with the master being the first. you held a lot of responsibilites to keep the troupe intact, as a serious, professional, and emotionless member of the troupe, working hard to make sure the troupe and the ritual are in place. Master Grimm held a great respect and admiration in you for your dedication and devotion at the troupe 

but when he started to develop a crush on you, your mask slowly started to crack. revealing pieces by pieces, the secret and you facade you kept for centuries devoting for the troupe. A dark deep past he never knew you had. Along when troubles started to happen with the success of the ritual, everything slowly ensued to a chaotic mess. forcing everything to a test between you, him, and the troupe itself

will you love him even if you feel little emotions? will he find out about your secret past? will you two uncovered the truth behind the failing ritual? and what is your dark past that you hide from him

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