Mission Us: Truth Uncovering

Mission Us: Truth Uncovering

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Anya had heard of Bondman's fanfic published with similar concepts of what was happening, but never read them, nor did she ever believe them. However, she couldn't deny what was in front of her... A being of another universe, a "watcher and observer's" universe, deciding that they needed to see everything that happened and would happen, and she was freaking out! Please have patience with me, because english isn't my first language, also, there will be a more detailed explanation on the first chapter about the details of the fanfic. I also made the transcript myself, so sorry if it's shit, it took fucking too many hours The manga and anime Spy x Family does not belong to me, only the plot os this history.
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[Demetrius Desmond x Genius Reader(or oc)] [Redacted] hides the fact that she's an Esper with the ability of retrocognition; One of the mildly successful but nonetheless disappointing "failed" experiment from whatever [REDACTED]'s exact goal was. Years later, now as [Lapis] working her current mission at an all-girls boarding school, she was rudely slapped in the face with Operation Strix. Aid Twilight, get close to a Desmond, they said. It'll be easy, they said. Well, they lied. After all, how are you suppose to get closer to someone who has no humanity? How are you suppose to understand them if you don't even understand yourself? How are we suppose to live when all we've known is survival? In the locked box under her bed, she places all of the things she keeps dear: A hand carved chess set, the latest edition of a highly proclaimed physics textbook, a little wooden puzzle with salted peanuts inside, a personally embroidered handkerchief, a baked unidentified not-flying object that's just pure carbon at this point, and many more. Memories of a life built off lies. Maybe she'll let herself relish in it for a bit longer. Just... a little longer... WARNINGS: Human experimentation, firearms, profanity, gore, blood, suggestive themes, more to be added probably.

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