"COD The Weeping Williow's"
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Last published Mon, Jul 14, 2025
In this COD fanfic, you are thrown into the world of true pain and suffering. You will be introduced to my OC Lucian who is the victim of our little horror story.
During 'The Weeping Willow' you will be reminded of the harsh realities of our human nature and the full extent people will go for absolute power over others.
I.H.R.A, a secret organization that has been unknown for decades, even under government eyes will show you the corruption that has overtaken the world from the shadows of the unknown.
Through my OC Lucian, I will walk you through the harsh reality of mental health illnesses and how it can affect one's being and the bumpy road to recovery.
'The Weeping Willow' IS NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART. So warnings will be provided at the beginning of every chapter. If you read those warnings and find the topics of that chapter to be disturbing, you may leave and never come back. >:D
So please don't leave complaints in my comments because you 'Weren't aware of the potential triggers' because I am warning you here and before you read my pieces.
For those that have stayed thus far, I appreciate you for being patient with me and taking the time to read this little horror story of mine. So, without any further delay welcome to 'The Weeping Willow' by yours truly.
I hope you enjoy my lovely doves 😘❤️
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