THE FIRST ACT / THE OVERTURE[ AN APOSTATE FISSURES THE
MASK OF A YOUNG SAINT. ]"An uncoiled dusk is always accompanied with the tones of unbridled desires and words that never made it past hungry lips. In a time of darkness, it is easy to see the light of longing. Tempting and damning, a chord is struck...
Do you feel what I do?"
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GROTESQUE RELIGION
Fanfictioneven now, the thought of you trembles my soul. you are divine, with a cracked heart, i am not. ( katsuki bakugou! )