The Strange Case of Pure Vanilla

Please don't ask me to update this. I don't know when I want to continue this because I like the idea for it. Please be patient, please do not ask when I'm updating. Thank you.

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Pure Vanilla could swear a voice not his had been in his head, a face not his in his reflection. No matter how hard he tries to tell himself nothing's wrong, there's always a feeling of dread and uncertainty in his words.

He soon has to face the reality that maybe he's never been alone when he and his company crash into Beast-Yeast only to find it completely demolished by a force he somehow recognizes.

Meeting new friends (and foes) along the way, truths he once knew all too well begin to crumble into nothing but deceit, and untruth worries he's had begin to become truer and truer. In all the chaos, Pure Vanilla can only wonder:

Can he save himself from this obsessive monster out for him and his soul jam?