Prone to Abstraction (Cainexfem!reader)

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Hanging by a thread. That's the only way to describe how you felt. Not your sanity- somehow not. More like you weren't alive on the same wavelength as everyone else. Where they found fear and discomfort, you found a sense of belonging.

Sure, that was mainly due to the quick bond with the circus's ringmaster you had formed. You couldn't help it though. In all of the places you were unfulfilled, he completed you, and vice versa.

Maybe things would be perfect in this pixelated paradise.

"Im sure it'll be a grand pleasure to have you here in the circus, y/n!"

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"Y'know, your first day in the circus went a lot better than mine..."

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"Who knows? She's probably off being a little suck-up to Caine. There's no way she'll ever agree."

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"I get it now..."

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This is going to be a very plot driven story. Things will move slow at first and might seem very vague in descriptions and wording. Keep in mind it's intentional. As y/n starts to pay more attention, so will the writing.

Sorry my men and nonbinary folk, I'm writing this one in fem :^

I hope this doesn't suck balls 😍✌🏻

Cover made by me but I might remake it soon cuz it lowkey sucks balls.... Unlike the story.... I hope 🥹🥹🥹