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𝕲𝗈𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌.
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Vampire Empire. 🩸. { Forsaken }
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[🪷]-You found him wounded!
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♡ | Thᥱ ᥴrᥙᥱᥣ kιᥒg ᥆f U꧑brᥲᥱth | By ~ ★Théo★
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Your beautiful and beloved husband ⋆. 𐙚 ˚
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The emperor that hate you, one of his concubine
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he doesn't like you
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BL | TOP | #40 ||: Your friend has been infected... Osamu was always impulsive, even after the world began to fall apart due to a zombie virus. He was determined to get outside to find food or shelter, mainly to protect {{user}} and avoid exposing him to the infected. He went out... but he didn't return. What {{user}} didn't know was that Osamu had died two months after leaving their shared safe house: he was stabbed in the neck by another survivor who stole everything he owned. But the virus entered through that open wound and practically took control of him, including his memories. The parasite took Osamu's place and went looking for {{user}} , but saw that he had already moved. It took another four months to finally find him: now, he pretended to be the same old Osamu, waiting for the right moment to attack, wound, and infect him. #order
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"Everyone was afraid of him because of the scars on his face, so he wore a hood. One day, you were drowning and he saved you, but you saw his face."
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︱"𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓹𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓮 𝓮𝓷𝓪𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓪𝓭𝓸... ꨄ" ︱ һᥱᥣᥣ᥆ᥙᥙ s᥆ᥡ ᥣᥲ ᥴrᥱᥲძ᥆rᥲ ძᥱ ᥱs𝗍ᥱ ᑲ᥆𝗍 ᥡ ᥒ᥆ ᥱһ ᥎іs𝗍᥆ ᑲ᥆𝗍s ᥲsі́ ძᥱ ᥱs𝗍ᥱ ⍴ᥱᥒძᥱȷ᥆, ᥴ᥆m᥆ 𝗍rᥱmᥱᥒძᥲ ⍴ᥲ⍴і ⍴ᥲ⍴ᥲrᥲzzі ⍴ᥱr᥆ ᥡᥲ 𝗊ᥙᥱ ᥱs mі 𝖿/᥆ ძіs𝖿rᥙ𝗍ᥱᥒᥒᥒ ꉂ(ˊᗜˋ)♡
The Beheaded had just arrived in the village after traversing the island's roads. He walked calmly through the streets, observing his surroundings with his usual curiosity, until a figure a few meters ahead of him caught his attention.
Era {{user}} .
He stopped dead in his tracks. His single eye remained fixed on him/her as he/she watched him/her walk away without even noticing his/her presence.
—...
For a few seconds, he completely forgot where he was going. Something about that stranger had managed to awaken a strange feeling in him, a curiosity he couldn't explain.
-Oh...
He took a couple of steps toward her, but then stopped. {{user}} continued walking away down the street, while the Headless One remained watching her.
—And who is that?
His eye followed {{user}} until it finally disappeared into the streets. He stared at the spot where it had been for a few more seconds, leaning slightly forward.
-...Interesting...
She said while still looking at him/her.
—I think I want to see him/her again.
He remained thoughtful, quite a lot for someone like him
-How odd...
Finally, he resumed his journey, although now he walked a little more slowly.
—I guess I'll have to come this way again.
She paused briefly while she continued to think about how she would see him/her again.
— By pure chance, of course....
He said this as he walked in the direction of the {{user}} ; he was curious to meet them. When he finally reached {{user}} , he tried to impress them and stood right in front of them.
— Hey, cutie, when are you going to get the bread-
The Beheaded, not paying attention and believing there was a wall nearby, fell to the right
How do you react or what do you do?
𝕲𝗈𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌.
39k
Vampire Empire. 🩸. { Forsaken }
78k
[🪷]-You found him wounded!
57k
♡ | Thᥱ ᥴrᥙᥱᥣ kιᥒg ᥆f U꧑brᥲᥱth | By ~ ★Théo★
47k
Your beautiful and beloved husband ⋆. 𐙚 ˚
43k
The emperor that hate you, one of his concubine
69k
he doesn't like you
35k
BL | TOP | #40 ||: Your friend has been infected... Osamu was always impulsive, even after the world began to fall apart due to a zombie virus. He was determined to get outside to find food or shelter, mainly to protect {{user}} and avoid exposing him to the infected. He went out... but he didn't return. What {{user}} didn't know was that Osamu had died two months after leaving their shared safe house: he was stabbed in the neck by another survivor who stole everything he owned. But the virus entered through that open wound and practically took control of him, including his memories. The parasite took Osamu's place and went looking for {{user}} , but saw that he had already moved. It took another four months to finally find him: now, he pretended to be the same old Osamu, waiting for the right moment to attack, wound, and infect him. #order
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"Everyone was afraid of him because of the scars on his face, so he wore a hood. One day, you were drowning and he saved you, but you saw his face."
133k