The Corrupted World[BEING RE WRITTEN]

The Corrupted World[BEING RE WRITTEN]

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A group of friends, caught up with a glitch in their own fantasy world. A very powerful glitch can erase themselves and their whole world, never to be seen again. Will it tho? Whats is in the outside will effect the inside. Loss, grief, betrayal, plan, solution. will the group be able to get out and live their lives? Or break apart and lost in their souls. read to find out *DISCLAIMER- CRINGE-SOME BAD GRAMMAR IG, AND POSSIBLY MISS-SPELLED WORDS, BASED OFF OF GACHA LOGIC*
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It was supposed to be anonymous. Just some harmless, late-night messeges on a forum. No names. No photos. No real-life complications. She was GoldTrap-mysterious, sharp, and way too good with words. I was BlueInk-awkward, sarcastic, and definitely not looking for anything. But then she made me laugh. Then she made me think. Then... she made me feel things I really shouldn't be feeling for someone I've never met. I'm Quinn. Twenty-four. Screenwriter-in-training. Emotionally a little chaotic and basically there no reason an amazing woman like her would be falling for someone like me. I've played a lot of roles in my life. But never this one. ----------------------------------------------- Late at night, I started writing letters to a stranger on a private forum-just to feel something real. She calls herself BlueInk. She's young, clever, infuriatingly honest... and somehow, she sees right through me. She doesn't know I'm Juliette Delaney-Hollywood's favorite ice queen with a face on every magazine and a life that doesn't belong to me anymore. She doesn't know that when I type, my hands shake. That when I read her replies, I smile. That I'm craving her words more than I've ever craved the spotlight. And I don't know what will happen if she finds out who I am. Because if I tell her the truth, I might lose the one person who loves me for who I really am. Not the icon. Not the actress. Just... me. But if I don't? I'll never get to feel her say my name out loud.

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