"̷̝͕͋I̵̲̎̌͒̽̈-̵̡̻̞̟̾̽̊I̶̛̘̮͔̳͒̓̈͒͜͝ͅ-̵̡͎̉͌̇̆͊͂I̵͉̭̐̈́͑͌̄̎-̶̛̻̦̇͝I̶̢̢̹̦̎̿́̊͝-̷̨̃̈̈̐̾̀ͅͅͅĮ̴̛̮͇͐͜͜ ̵̪̞̣̦̈̒̇͐͜͝ͅS̶̳͇͉͕͉̎́͌͋̕͠Ȧ̸̧̭͚̪̂-̶̘͇́̊͘̕I̵̥͍̦̗̽͆͋͒͝ͅ_̶͕̕D̸͙͙̱̙̥̒̽̇̆ ̴͉̖́0̸̖̠̂͐͒͌͘͠K̷̨̘͍͓̹͊̾̈A̴̲͓̘͉̎͝=̵̫͕̜̌̑̐͛̚͜_̷̳̤̮͚͇̿ͅY̴̛̲͕͍̼̲͜!̸̧̛̦͔̭̫̋̊̀̂"̵̨̪̠̘̘̿̂͋͐͗ At that point I had taken control of younger me, taking the knife back out. I grinned at Sean as he gawked at my sudden change in appearance. My hair was shorter and I had dark green hair like present me. I laughed.
"̸O̶n̷ ̷s̶e̵c̴o̶n̶d̴ ̴t̵h̵o̸u̶g̵h̴t̷.̶.̴ ̸h̶o̶w̷ ̸a̸b̸o̸u̸t̸ ̶n̵o̷.̸ ̴D̶o̶ ̷y̶o̸u̶ ̷u̷n̶d̸e̷r̷s̶t̴a̸n̶d̷,̵ ̵y̸o̴u̶ ̴p̴a̶t̵h̸e̷t̷i̸c̷ ̸h̷u̴m̸a̵n̷ ̷b̸e̸i̷n̸g̶?̷"̷ Sean stammered at my words, dumbstruck. "̵D̴o̷ ̵I̵ ̴n̸e̸e̷d̵ ̴t̴o̶ ̷d̸u̴m̵b̴ ̷i̵t̴ ̵d̵o̴w̵n̶ ̵s̷o̷m̴e̵ ̶m̷o̸r̶e̶?̴ ̴A̶n̴t̴i̵ ̶s̴a̸y̶ ̵n̴o̴?̵ ̶S̴t̸i̶l̷l̵ ̸n̶o̴t̴h̵i̸n̴g̶?̷ ̶O̶k̶a̴y̵.̸.̷ ̵h̷o̴w̵ ̵a̵b̵o̸u̶t̵ ̸t̵h̶i̴s̴.̴.̵"̸
I rushed at him, gripping behind his neck and holding the knife to his throat as he stared at my angry and amused expression in shock. "̸I̴ ̵w̷o̷n̷'̸t̴ ̵c̵a̸t̶e̸r̵ ̷t̵o̵ ̴y̴o̸u̴r̷ ̷w̶o̴r̵d̶s̵,̶ ̷S̵e̷a̷n̴.̸ ̸I̵'̷m̶ ̷u̵n̷t̶a̵m̷e̵a̶b̵l̴e̶.̴ ̷K̷i̵l̸l̴i̷n̶g̷ ̶y̶o̵u̶ ̸a̷l̵l̷ ̶i̸s̸ ̵w̴h̵a̴t̵ ̸I̴'̸m̸.̵.̴ ̶p̸r̶o̸g̵r̵a̶m̸m̸e̶d̵ ̷f̷o̷r̴.̸ ̶Y̸o̷u̵ ̴s̷e̴e̶?̷ ̴I̸'̷m̷ ̵n̷o̶t̴ ̷m̵e̶a̷n̷t̴ ̷t̸o̵ ̸s̴i̴t̶ ̸i̷n̸ ̵y̸o̵u̶r̶ ̵m̴i̸n̵d̸ ̷a̵n̵d̸ ̸R̶O̴T̵ ̷l̴i̸k̴e̸ ̶a̶ ̴F̴O̸O̷K̴I̸N̷G̸ ̴C̸O̶R̵P̸S̸E̵!̷"̷
"̴U̵n̷l̸e̶s̶s̸ ̵t̸h̷e̵ ̴n̵e̸x̵t̷ ̶t̶h̵i̸n̴g̶ ̶t̷h̴a̸t̷ ̸c̴o̵m̵e̸s̴ ̸o̸u̵t̷ ̸o̵f̶ ̶y̸o̷u̷r̷ ̸m̴o̵u̴t̴h̸ ̶i̸s̷ ̵a̵n̸ ̴'̸O̵k̷a̸y̴,̷ ̸A̵n̶t̷i̷.̶'̴ ̶T̴h̶e̷n̴ ̸I̶ ̴s̵u̶g̴g̶e̸s̸t̶ ̸y̴o̷u̸ ̶h̶o̸l̵d̷ ̵y̷o̴u̴ ̸t̵o̵n̶g̶u̴e̶ ̵b̶e̴f̸o̴r̴e̶ ̷I̶ ̸c̶u̵t̷ ̸i̷t̶ ̵o̵f̵f̴.̵ ̵-̴A̶n̸d̸ ̸d̴o̶n̷'̵t̸ ̷e̸v̵e̵n̵ ̵t̷h̶i̵n̴k̴ ̵a̵b̵o̸u̸t̸ ̶p̷l̵a̴c̵i̵n̷g̶ ̴m̴e̵ ̷i̴n̴ ̸y̸o̶u̴r̶ ̴p̷a̷t̶h̷e̵t̵i̸c̷ ̴m̷i̷n̴d̵.̴.̴ ̶b̷e̸c̸a̴u̷s̴e̴ ̶I̸'̶l̵l̸ ̸s̷l̷i̵t̴ ̵y̸o̷u̸r̸ ̵t̴h̷r̴o̵a̸t̷ ̷b̵e̵f̵o̷r̵e̷ ̶J̵a̷c̸k̴i̷e̶ ̴c̴a̶n̸ ̵s̴a̵v̸e̶ ̴a̵ ̸w̸o̸m̸a̷n̵ ̷f̵r̶o̷m̷ ̶c̸o̷m̴m̸i̶t̸i̷n̸g̵ ̴s̷u̵i̵c̸i̶d̸e̴.̷"̵
He gulped, fear evident in his eyes as he nodded. "Y-Yes, Anti. I'm sorry." I let him go, pushing him back and then pocketing my knife, smiling from ear to ear. "̵T̶h̸a̷t̶'̸s̴ ̷a̸ ̴g̴o̵o̷d̶ ̵b̵o̵y̷.̵"̶ I looked around the room and all the speechless egos.
"̶I̷ ̶h̷a̸v̷e̷ ̴i̸m̸p̴o̴r̶t̷a̴n̶t̸ ̷b̶u̷s̵i̴n̶e̶s̸s̶ ̴t̴o̴ ̶a̷t̷t̸e̵n̵d̷ ̵t̷o̷.̴.̶ ̵S̵o̸ ̸i̸f̴ ̸y̷o̶u̶'̶l̵l̷ ̵e̶x̸c̶u̵s̶e̵ ̵m̶e̸.̴"̸ I sarcastically bowed, grinning widely as I left them all confused and scared out of their minds.. just how I like it. As soon as I stepped out of the door, I could see Light's confused and amazed expression.
"How did you manage to glitch the system..?" I laughed slightly, shutting the door and watching it disappear before I answered him, shrugging. "̸A̶ ̶g̴L̴-̶I̶t̵_̶-̸C̸h̶ ̷h̴a̴s̷ ̶h̷i̵s̶ ̵w̸a̴y̶s̸.̵.̵ ̷N̷o̴w̸.̷.̷ ̷g̷e̶t̷ ̸m̷e̵ ̵b̴a̸c̸k̵ ̶h̵o̸m̸e̸ ̷b̵e̶f̸o̶r̷e̸ ̸I̴ ̸s̶l̸i̴c̵e̷ ̴y̸o̷u̷ ̷o̸p̵e̵n̵ ̵a̷n̸d̸ ̸h̷a̷n̸g̷ ̴y̸o̶u̷ ̴w̸i̷t̸h̴ ̵y̴o̷u̴r̷ ̴i̵n̶s̸i̶d̸e̵s̸.̵"̶
"Before you do go.. just know that you getting a second chance.. is because of (Y/N). Her.. belief.. that you're still there with her, keeps your spirit, mind and body connected to Earth. Her belief.. is what makes you real.. so to speak."
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The Snowstorm (Jacksepticeye x Reader)
Fanfiction(Book 1 of 2 in The Snowstorm Series) (Y/N)'s family forces her out of the house one night in early December. They think she spends too much time watching this internet famous green haired, goofy man named 'Jacksepticeye' or Sean William Mcloughlin...
