Tokyo debunker Fanfic (Child Oc)

Tokyo debunker Fanfic (Child Oc)

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Platonic tkdk x child oc (Might be cringe) "I wish i didn't do this and listen my parents warnings that day." Zuyaki Luna just average 13 year old girl child who live at a rented apartment, she mostly alone most of the time when her parents busy at work come back at midnight, as for a child shes more matured from most children around her so she didn't have friends at her age, she spends her life in apartment homeschool or other stuffs,(her personality might have multiple of it so-:3) Weeks go by as she was getting back home she get attacked a anomaly and cursed her and not only that she will meeting interesting people and some problems along her way. Will this young one be able to survive along the journey? Lets find out! (The characters may be oc but i'll try my best to do make the characters like the game, This story is only platonic! Her and the characters have some sibling like figure moments(feel like it:3), any of this excluded my oc are belong to the rightful owner)
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"It causes your immune system to turn against you," I explained gently. The color terrifyingly drained from his face as he stared at his knuckles. "I have a spot," he whispered, his voice scraping like glass. "Right here." He let out a strangled noise as the stadium footage buffered. "Riley!" he shrieked, covering his burning face while peering through his fingers at his future self. "Those pants leave absolutely nothing to the imagination!" He went so unnaturally still I thought his heart had stopped beating. His charcoal-stained fingers curled into tight fists. "Fifty," he whispered, scanning the fatal summary on the glowing screen. "I am... I am gone at fifty." What if the only way to save your future was to completely abandon your past? In 1982, Michael Jackson is suffocating. Trapped behind his family's compound gates and drowning under industry pressure, the rising star just wants a life of peace and normalcy. The universe answers-violently ripping him from his timeline and dropping him onto the bedroom rug of Riley, a freelance graphic designer in the year 2025. Stranded forty-three years in the future, Michael must face a world that already knows his tragic history. But Riley fiercely refuses to let that history repeat. She offers him the anonymous, ordinary life he always craved, rebuilding his shattered confidence brick by brick and teaching him the radical concept of self-love. More importantly, she arms him with the ultimate weapon: the brutal truth. She gives him the exact names of the snakes hiding in his 1982 backyard, the upcoming betrayals, and the devastating tragedies he is destined to face. When the universe inevitably pulls him back, Michael is no longer the timid pop star terrified of his shadow. He is a king preparing to claim his throne, knowing exactly how to rewrite music history and what it takes to survive. But armed with the future, changing his fate might cost him the one person who taught him how to live.

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