Blinking Dots

Blinking Dots

Mistro141
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Now, this story will be different than most of my stories I do. All of my stories so far are in 3rd person. But this one will be in 1st person, which is from the main character's view. So, in this story, Vlerili, the main character or a 16 year old boy, runs away from his home, saving his little brother, Koru, from the clutches of their abusive parents. Vlerili tries to get psychological help for his brother, who is only 12, who is going through some shit already. He finds a treatment called "Blinking Dots" And reads up on the reviews. Most to all of them are positive. The Blinking Dots program puts them into a psychological state, or a virtual reality, with other people in the same program. Their goal is to hunt down their own psychological problems and destroy them. Only then will they be freed from the state. Once freed, they should be cured from whatever was plaguing their minds. I hope you enjoy, like always, and be sure to vote for this and give me feedback. It helps more than you think! Be sure to follow me and to have a great day. I hope to see you again sometime! BAI! ~Mistro
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"Goodbye Curly Head"

Through thick and thin the Law shall prevail. A new sense of purpose awaits us, children of light, in the land where it all began. The darkness in which we once cowered in fear, now curbed by the might of our endless light. Come, brothers, come, sisters. Let there be peace among the wicked, just as the Law dictates. Peace and certainty is all that you have ever longed for, little angel. A bright, stable future. A roof without holes above thy head. Acknowledgement and recognition of thy existence, feverish dreams of grandeur. Greed born from yearning, treacherous vines of rapacity taint your innocent soul. You seek a future that does not exist. Let thy fingers hold the fragile line between dream and nightmare. Let thy light navigate the path. Shall thee give in and falter, O' land of old, envelop his body in thy unending flame of chaos. Spit out nothing but an empty husk, the remnants of a smile once so bright. Shall thee prevail, O', Great Kazdel, I ask of you, the impossible - take mercy on the innocent. Don't let the radiance dim and don't let the mind turn bleak. Wake, young traveler. Bid thy farewells and burn thy bridges. It's time to say goodbye, curly head. Cross post from AO3. For a shorter and more on-point description, look no further! I had something silly written up before throwing it out in exchange for that wall of text upstairs. It's a little story "about a young, dumb sankta who's been dealt a bad hand at life, looking for his place in all this mess. The pointless search for a better future leads him far, far away from home, to a country forever ravaged by war and misery - Kazdel, the promised land where devils roam free and peace feels out of place." Anyway, it's quite lengthy, but hopefully enjoyable? Slide a comment if you want, I'll give you a tiny kiss on the forehead. Man, do I love comments. (Lastly, to point out, English is not my native language, but I don't think it'll be much of an issue ;3)

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