Platonic Yandere William Afton X Autistic Reader

Platonic Yandere William Afton X Autistic Reader

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William is a sadistic bastard in this. not to reader, but to almost everyone else. reader takes the place of Michael afton, but is gender nuetral. they just take his role in the story. Drip....Drip.....Drip..... 30 years of nothing but that horrid dripping sound. oh, how he wished he was free. 30 years of torture. 30 years of not seeing his child. He wondered if it was worth it, answering the question before it even began to form. yes. everything was worth it, and he would enjoy the fruits of his actions soon enough. he heard footsteps and someone began to pry at the boards blocking the door. showtime.
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(This is the continuation of Not so perfect) This is his fault! What have I become? This body... my body... I just want to rest... I miss him so much. Why does it hurt so much even after 20 years? Michael, (son's name) and I have to end this. So we can rest. For Charlie. For Elizabeth. For Henry and all of those who had to die to get to this point. All of the children that die from monstrous murder machines clocked in childlike friendly. We must end this bullshit but where is the man that kept our lives kept in this foreverness. Unable to die fully die. Death after death. Unable to move on. Unable to let go. But does my heart weep for another? Do his words butter me up and fix my broken heart? Or is it all lies to get his way? What is (son's name) hiding within a wall of secret? Will our plans work? Or will the rest be always so close or be out of our grasp? As the man, who curse us to suffer in death, told me once 'enjoy the ride because it will be a long one.' I now understand what he meant. This game of life and death. But do I have the ability to stop my feelings from getting in the way of what needs to be done? I love him.

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