36 parts Ongoing MatureBook 3 in Stray Series.
I don't know what happened to me that night. I don't know how I, whatever I was now, came to be. Everybody who was there claims to have no knowledge of what really transpired, urging me to remain silent and secretive. I know they're lying to me, but I don't know why.
I'm different from those around me, able to do and see and know things that they cannot. I seem to have a knack for being in the right place at the right time, of knowing what to do or say to fix the problem and help those around me.
So why do I still feel so alone? Why do I feel so out of place? Why do I feel so hollow and empty? I can never seem to fill the ache in my chest regardless of what I do.
I seem capable of helping everyone but myself.
I searched, researched, scoured every source and talked with every knowledgeable creature I could find. But even still, no one knew how or why or what I am.
Until I found him.
-This story has depictions of violence, SA, depression, panic attacks, gore. Please read at your own discretion-
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