Demons Revamped (Sequal To Forever With My Demons Soul X Reader)
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  • Reads 10,624
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  • Parts 21
  • Time 1h 2m
Complete, First published May 09, 2016
It's been a year after you "died". Things have calmed down and everyone still misses you. Kid hasn't left his room, if he did he either was eating or going to school. Liz and patty spend a lot of time wih chase and ethan who also still miss you very much. Blackstar and tsubaki miss you a lot and haven't stopped taking on missions because they're convinced that your still alive. Maka and soul are the worst out of all of them. Maka cries everything she looks at your bestfriend photo and soul cries everyday because he still thinks about it. One day blackstar and tsubaki come upon a lab and it had a capsule labeled (y/n). When they opened it they found you and brought you back to the dwma. What they don't know is that black blood has been permentally embedded in your system. Not to mention a new threat has arisen. Will you be saved or will your heart belong to madness forever.
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They used my vulnerability against me. They used that weapon, to make me accept their stupid idea. And I of course, accepted it, I didn't even know what they were going to do. They tugged and poked and even shoved their disgusting finger in your wound, just to see you cry. To see you change. No pitty in their eyes. They just continue. They drag you around with metal chains, hit you and turn you into a experiment. But I had enough of the tugging, the clawing, the moaning, the crying and pleading for them to stop, but simply feeding them with our pain. They turned me into something, that neither do they know what I am. Their afraid of me, of my reflexes, my strength. I killed a lot of them. They say I have a cold heart, that I don't feel nothing. That's why they call me: Death -----------------------------------------************************************--------------------------------------------- Death. A teen girl, pitch black hair, black eyes, white skin. Her height is 5'8. People are scared of her, not just because of her strength but because of they way she kills. She lived in this hell hole, where they take her to rooms. Examine. Fight. She knows she won't be able to entertain them for long. She decides to run. Soul. Brown hair as mud, blue eyes as the sky. Hight 6'2. Tanned and toned body. Death's best friend in the hell hole they're in, he's as cold as she is. But shows a bit of sympathy. Well... More than her at least. He's been there for her, ever since she entered this place of crap. They're the two most feared. As some people say, they're a perfect couple. Killing. Fighting. Cold hearted creatures. Also known as D and S. Why? That's what your going to find out, joining this adventure with D and S.