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The White Pill (Ruvik X Reader)

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Reads 40,246
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Parts 21
Time 3h 42m

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"Quiet! Quiet! Stop crying!" You whispered to yourself. "It's all your fault! You are a monster. A freak!"

After having a taste of the worst life had to offer, all you wanted was a way out... Of course you were no saint. You had a twisted mind; you were damaged.
But if there's one truth in the world is that: no matter how bad, how evil you are, there will always be someone a little worse. And you're about to learn that in the most brutal way.

What will happen to you when the person supposed to help you get better betrays you by handing you over to a psychopath? Are you ready to face not only your own demons, but also the ones that belong to the 'monster' who holds you hostage?


~I do not own The Evil Within, nor any of it's original characters. The only thing I own is the plot of this story and [Y/n]~

[@UNAMORTEM - 2016] + [BEING EDITED]All Rights Reserved

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