Not the Savior You Were Looking For (W.I.P. TITLE)

His hair glowed an almost ethereal snow white, and he was smiling- or the closest to one he could while the bottom half of his face was obstructed with a black face mask. All you could do was hold your breath in unspoken astonishment as he lunged for you, and the last thing you heard was a few, barely coherent words spoken in a twisted voice, before your vision went black.

"Don't worry, little one. I've come to take you to eternal paradise."

This was definitely NOT the savior you were looking for.

(Too lazy to write an actual desc.)
So, there aren't very many SaeranXMC fics out there, and I wasn't very satisfied with those that were, so I decided to write my own. If I get stuff wrong, like facts about the game or grammar or something, just let me know- kindly.

WARNINGS:
-SPOILERS FOR 707 ROUTE, SECRET ENDINGS, AND PRETTY MUCH EVERYTHING.
-ALSO, THERE MAY BE TRIGGERS: YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. (These possibly(?) include eventual noncon themes, dubcon themes, kidnapping, drug abuse, brainwashing/manipulation, graphic(?) torture, illness, etc., and more!)

Mystic Messenger belongs to Cheritz, not me.