The average realized release rate over the past 30 days is 7 chs / week.
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Synopsis
In the modern world, Victoria is an average day girl. That was— until her family moved her out to a new city for a better school opportunity.
However, after the move, Victoria now sees the dead and discovers that dead people are miserable, selfish bastards!
With this new found power, Victoria now sees everything wrong with this city.
Suddenly, all she wants is to leave in one piece after entangling herself in a scheme that should have stayed burried.
— ݁ᛪ༙ ♱ ᛪ༙ —
Warnings:
•Gore (in general)
•Descriptions and/or mentions of gore
•Descriptions and/or mentions of suicide & self harm
•Descriptions and/or mentions of drugs, medications, or improper use of substances (drug abuse, overdoses, alcohol abuse, etc)
•Descriptions and/or mentions of racial discrimination
•Descriptions and/or mentions of homophobia
•Descriptions and/or mentions of abuse, such as sexual, mental, verbal, and physical violence
•Descriptions and/or mentions of bullying
•Descriptions and/or mentions of crimes commited by humans (arson, dealing, kidnapping, murder, etc.)
•Mentions of child death, miscarriages
•Mentions of Cults
•Heavy religious imagery
•Other broad topics such as terroism, torture, stalking, etc
•Etc. (Dealing with professions, disorders, etc.)
Please note, none of this is to discredit those who have lived through these traumatic/tragic events.
"Dead Dove, Do Not Eat"
You have been warned. Please consider not reading if you are sensitive to any of the topics above.
Recommend to be 17-18+!
— ݁ᛪ༙ ♱ ᛪ༙ —
(The other book is Brittle Tale, a sans AU I made randomly after getting into the fandom again. It has 2 chapters, if you wanna, give it a read if you're into magical skeletons!
.... and don't bully me I know it's cringe to some for having a sans AU book in 2025... (′︿‵｡))
Victoria wondered all the time what was beyond death. Pain? Suffering? The endless abyss? She always questioned what the answer would be.
Ever since her parents had booted her out to go to a boarding school in a whole other country, she wondered what would be the answer then.
It wasn't that simple.
On one fateful night, she walked into her small kitchen in the somewhat luxurious apartment her parents payed for, the darkness only illuminated a soft shadow standing in front of her.
The sight, a bloodied- disembodied figure with a voice that would be discribed as grating, low, and gasping.
Let's rewind, shall we? From the beginning, and to the end.
May God be with you in your perilous journey, dear Victioria.
...That, and praise the lord she wasn't terrified of blood.
