The Artificial Hero: Viscidity
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Contenido adultoConcluida mié, dic 17, 202511h 18m
Do you know what it's like to live your life without control? To be a slave to the desires of another? Minoru did. Every day of his life, the pressure bore down on his shoulders with increasing weight as expectations grew higher and higher. Once there was a time when he wanted the one controlling him to be proud, and even now he still told himself that lie. But in truth, he obeyed out of fear, and the monster born of his suppressed rage simmered below so far down he thought it lost. But the beast would not be so easily forgotten.
"You will become a hero Minoru. Even if I have to make you into one myself."
Sometimes the world has too many heroes. Sometimes . . . it needs a monster.
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