w a n d e r s (5sos)

at a young age i was told not to fear mythological creatures or the undead my father would cradle me to his chest at night before i went to sleep and reassured me that he would keep me safe no matter what being the naive little girl i was i believed him he was my hero after all but imagine what its like to see your hero get his brain picked out and prodded at by the undead .think of all the rage that's built up inside of me over the past few years there was no way i wasn't going to gank the monsters that took my dad away from me even if that's the last think i do