Eternity

Eternity

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Cover by my friend Grzyb! Thank you!! --------------- Fubuki ran up to Mio, overhearing what the wolf's mother said. She knew that Mio wouldn't like that, and she didn't, but she also didn't even get the chance to explain before a guard appeared, telling them to go to the castle. They headed there, but Fubuki was the complete opposite of herself. Like she was normally almost dragging Mio to places, happy to be with her, this time she was quiet. She knew what was coming, but words didn't want to come through her throat. Once, as she was thinking that she was saying something in her head, she did say it, but not in her head. Mio heard her, though barely. A knot tied up in her throat even more, not letting her explain like she wanted to, leaving Mio to find out from her mother. Both of them didn't like what news they got. One of them would be killed, no matter if they would proceed with Mio's mother sick plan or not. And well, she wouldn't kill her own daughter. --- TW: Cursing, Death, Abuse (though not shown much), Much blood.
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"It causes your immune system to turn against you," I explained gently. The color terrifyingly drained from his face as he stared at his knuckles. "I have a spot," he whispered, his voice scraping like glass. "Right here." He let out a strangled noise as the stadium footage buffered. "Riley!" he shrieked, covering his burning face while peering through his fingers at his future self. "Those pants leave absolutely nothing to the imagination!" He went so unnaturally still I thought his heart had stopped beating. His charcoal-stained fingers curled into tight fists. "Fifty," he whispered, scanning the fatal summary on the glowing screen. "I am... I am gone at fifty." What if the only way to save your future was to completely abandon your past? In 1982, Michael Jackson is suffocating. Trapped behind his family's compound gates and drowning under industry pressure, the rising star just wants a life of peace and normalcy. The universe answers-violently ripping him from his timeline and dropping him onto the bedroom rug of Riley, a freelance graphic designer in the year 2025. Stranded forty-three years in the future, Michael must face a world that already knows his tragic history. But Riley fiercely refuses to let that history repeat. She offers him the anonymous, ordinary life he always craved, rebuilding his shattered confidence brick by brick and teaching him the radical concept of self-love. More importantly, she arms him with the ultimate weapon: the brutal truth. She gives him the exact names of the snakes hiding in his 1982 backyard, the upcoming betrayals, and the devastating tragedies he is destined to face. When the universe inevitably pulls him back, Michael is no longer the timid pop star terrified of his shadow. He is a king preparing to claim his throne, knowing exactly how to rewrite music history and what it takes to survive. But armed with the future, changing his fate might cost him the one person who taught him how to live.

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