Short stories: a collection
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There are many worlds, many universes, that exist outside our own. Some are made up; others, reality.
From high school to fantasy, romance to angst, join the author on a journey through her mind as she writes both stories and observations that come to mind.
WARNING: Gore, death, romance
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The more I feel the pain, the more I feel alive. It might sound crazy, but as a ghost still living in this world, I seek the reasons why I'm still lingering around. They call it human instincts, but I don't think it is. I have no will to live on, yet I have the obsession to do so. I wonder what you call this? -this is also a mix of many different Deku aus so if it sounds familiar, maybe I picked it up on the way to make this story |=]WARNINGS[=| -gore, angst, violence, death and murder -mentions of manipulation and other psychological damages -broken humor -I tried to make sense of fnaf lore and slapped it in with mha story so it has world building -no ships bc I don't like shipping anyone anyway -still in beta PROCEED WITH YOUR OWN RISKS![The beauty and The unicorn [ON HOLD]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/362518936-256-k326718.jpg)
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All my life, I thought I knew how evil this world can be. And just when I thought things changed for the better, everything made a quick and unforeseen turn. I saw what this very evil truly looks like, and it is far more sinister than I realized. I know because this very evil is what killed me. And then after my death, I asked myself, "why am I not dead?" and the answer was obvious. It is because I actually am dead, and the only reason I'm still breathing is because I was reborn into something far more sinister than these evils. ...Soon, my thirst for vengeance will be satisfied with their blood. ...Soon, their tarnished souls will be reaped from this world. This story is intended for mature (+18) readers only. Read at your own discretion.
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The more I feel the pain, the more I feel alive. It might sound crazy, but as a ghost still living in this world, I seek the reasons why I'm still lingering around. They call it human instincts, but I don't think it is. I have no will to live on, yet I have the obsession to do so. I wonder what you call this? -this is also a mix of many different Deku aus so if it sounds familiar, maybe I picked it up on the way to make this story |=]WARNINGS[=| -gore, angst, violence, death and murder -mentions of manipulation and other psychological damages -broken humor -I tried to make sense of fnaf lore and slapped it in with mha story so it has world building -no ships bc I don't like shipping anyone anyway -still in beta PROCEED WITH YOUR OWN RISKS
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