(warning!! slight gore(i cant write gore for shit), hints of masturbation, get ready for the endings besties. I apologize for such a short chapter too... im going to college soon which is why i'll be a lot busier so im trying to make time to write this.)
"What? He stopped coming here?" Aizawa asked his student, Rikido Sato. Sato nodded his head, "Yeah... Ever since your last visit he stopped coming. Is there any reason why you're looking for him?" Aizawa let out a sigh, "Ah... There's no need to worry about that. Anyways thank you." he thanked Sato before leaving his bakery. 'Fuck...' Aizawa thought, he had a feeling that there was some sort of connection between that mysterious guy named Mortimer and you, he just couldn't figure out why.
He was about to have some sort of small talk with the guy so that he could connect the dots as to why he felt this way. "What the hell am I missing...?" Aizawa mumbled, trying to recall bits of information he had... Wait... "Little sister..." he mumbled as his eyes slowly widened. "Don't tell me... Fuck." Aizawa cursed as he quickly dialed Izuku's number.
-Meanwhile-
"What...?" Your voice cracked when you said that word out loud. "You must've mistaken us for someone." Aimi replied, you paused before replying. You let out a forced smile, "Oh my god! Silly me... You guys look exactly like my roommates so I thought that it was you both." you replied. "Oh, that's fine. I hope you get in contact with them though." Melanie replied as the two of them walked past you.
You felt... You... You felt... You didn't know what you felt. It was empty, shock, sadness... You were confused and overwhelmed by the amount of emotions you were feeling right now. While you stood there, lost in your own thoughts... A certain devil with red eyes stared at you from afar, an amused smirk never leaving his lips.
He found your suffering entertaining... and God does he want to see more of it. Muzan wanted you to suffer, just like what you did to him... You made him suffer... You deprived him of your attention... You seduced him... and when you finally got him, you threw him away like he was nothing. How dare you do that to him... Treat him like dirt... Now, he's getting back at you.
'Don't you worry your pretty head little lamb... Your torture will end soon... You'll be in my heavenly embrace soon enough...' Muzan thought as he walked away, satisfied.
Why was this happening to you? Who was making you go through this? With each day passing by in this game you feel your sanity decreasing. You stood there, with a blank face. You were so lost in your thoughts and feelings that you didn't notice the tears streaming down your cheeks. Seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, and months that you spent with them, all down the drain. What did you expect...? There was one that was fully aware that this is a game. This place holds so many secrets and you knew none.
Why were you even transported in this game? Who would have such a horrible grudge against yo- 'Futamo...' you thought.
-Flashback-
-Your POV-
I could see the way Futamo looked at him, my brother. It didn't seem like love, but admiration. I noticed it ever since we had that sleepover at my house. We were both talking about our brothers, and her relationship with Mortimer was different from my relationship with Izuku. She told me stories about her brother, and at the back of my mind, I couldn't help but think that he had some sort of sister complex towards her.
As soon as I told her stories about my brother and me, I couldn't read her facial expression. Although I could feel the jealousy radiating from her words. I didn't understand why she would be jealous and brushed it off. By tomorrow, when she was about to go home, she looked at me and said these words.
"You're lucky Y/n."
To this day, I never knew the meaning of those words... But when I finally confronted her about how I noticed her admiration towards my brother... She lashed out at me. That was the start of our friendship turning sour. Students in our school would talk shit about me online and offline because of the fabricated lies she told and made sure to try to separate my brother and me. When I snapped... I...
"Why are you even doing this to me?! We were the best of friends and then you suddenly treat me like shit!" I shouted, "Shut up! Shut up! SHUT UP!! You privileged bitch! You have something that I want, something that I should have! You don't even deserve it with that horrible attitude of yours! You ungrateful bitch!" she pushed me to the ground. I grit my teeth as my body fell to the ground. All the bottled-up anger and hate finally exploded as I grasped a nearby rock. I slowly got up, Futamo was getting ready to push me again but she couldn't foresee that I was going to run up to her. Her eyes widened as I closed the gap between us.
*WHACK!*
*THUD!!!*
My hands trembled as my eyes widened, the rock on my hand dropping to the ground as I saw Futamo's unconscious body on the ground... I realized what I had just done, I whacked Futamo on the head with a rock.
Ever since that day, I never got any updates about where she was or how she was now. All I knew was that she survived because I didn't hit any crucial part of her skull and that the force wasn't strong enough to do any major damage. She moved out with her brother, I don't know where but... That was the last I ever heard of her.
-Flashback end-
-2nd Person POV-
But you knew Futamo doesn't have a quirk that'll magically put you inside the game so why... Why were you here? Why were you put inside this mind fuck of a game? Why... Just why was this happening to you...? You poor soul... Separated from the person who you are in the same situation with... But... Poor Y/n... The answer why is already in front of your face.
Besides, you should be asking yourself... What connects you and Blake?
Your thoughts were cut off by your phone vibrating, you slowly looked at your phone, it was a text from... Nezuko.
-Bamboo🎍-
Y/n, can we meet up tomorrow?
You furrowed your eyebrows, confused as to why she would suddenly ask you to meet up with her. You replied, asking her why she wanted to meet up. She replied that she wanted to hand it out to you, and you grit your teeth. The game Gods must be entertained with the number of overwhelming emotions they're putting you through. You were hesitant, but... Nezuko... She still remembers you, unlike Aimi and Melanie.
'God... Fuck... I wanna go home...' you dreadfully thought, trying to hold back any tears.
-Time Skip-
"We... We found it..." Daki mumbled as she glanced at Blake, who was also in disbelief. Daki noticed his hopeful facial expression while she was filled with negative thoughts. What if this portal is a trap? What if it wouldn't take you both back to your real world? What if... She couldn't come with you both...? "Blake..." she whispered, Blake turned to her, to see her scared facial expression.
Blake slowly approached her and cupped her cheek, "Hey... what's wrong?" he whispered. "I... I'm scared Blake..." Daki spoke out. "What if... What if I can't go to your world?" she added as she looked up at him. Blake paused before saying something, he rubbed her cheek to give her comfort. "That'll never happen, you can come with us. We've made it this far, I'm not allowing that to happen." He reassured Daki. Although it felt like an empty promise, Daki felt relieved by his words.
"Come on, we gotta go get Y/n. I bet that brat is getting impatient, but she'd definitely be excited to hear this news." Blake chuckled, trying to lighten up the mood. Daki let out a small laugh, "Yeah... We should call her." she replied.
-Meanwhile-
You raised an eyebrow as your phone started to ring, "Huh...? Oh my god, it's Blake!" You squeaked as you quickly picked it up. "Y/n, remember the glitch I told you about? Turns out I was fucking right! We found the exit, and get ready. We're leaving tonight." Blake spoke out from the other side of the phone, "You should hurry and stay at home, we're coming to get you." Daki told you. Your eyes widened at the news, and your eyes glittered with hope. "O-Oh my god that- That's great news!" You couldn't stop the smile forming on your lips.
You could finally escape this hell hole.
Your eyes soon met Nezuko's from afar, Nezuko's eyes widened as soon as she saw you. "Nezuko!!" You shouted as you waved her hello, she just sat there, frozen. Not knowing how to respond. "Nezuko? Are you seriously meeting up with someone right now you brat? You need to go to-" You cut him off. "I promise I will, Nezuko just wants to meet up and talk." you reassured Blake. Blake sighed, "Fine... Just... Please... Be careful." he spoke out before hanging up. Before you could put your phone back into your pocket, you looked at the time and date.
'January 26. 3:47 PM'
You quickly ran up to Nezuko, she started stuttering and fidgeting. You furrowed your eyebrows. "Nezuko? What wrong-" you were cut off by her as she desperately grabbed your hands, 'Her hands feel... So cold...' you thought. Tears started streaming down her cheeks as she started trembling, "Y/n... Y/n... I'm sorry... I'm so sorry... I can't do anything..." She sniffled. "Wh-What are you talking about...?" You asked her, starting to feel uncomfortable as you try to free yourself from her grasp. "I'm sorry... I-I'm so sorry... You trust me and I... I..." her hand holds yours tighter, "Nezuko." you spoke out in a serious tone as your instinct was telling you to RUN.
Her breath hitched, "On-Onii-chan please don't hurt her! Please! I did what I asked of you!" She begged. Before you could even do anything, your head was whacked with something hard, making you unconscious.
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-Futamo's POV-
-Flashback-
"Oh! Hold on, my brother is here!" Y/n excitedly spoke out as she got up from her seat, I raised an eyebrow. Why would she be excited to see her brother? I hate mine.
"Y/n!" a green-haired boy with freckles spoke out as he rushed towards her. "Here's your lunch." he handed her a lunchbox. My brother never does that... "Thanks, Zuzu!" she thanked her brother, is his name Zuzu...? "Please don't call me that... It's kinda cringe..." her brother let out an awkward smile. "What?? It's cute. Shut up. Oh by the way, the ice cream in the fridge in mine." she told him, the boy's eyes widen in surprise. "What?? I bought it though!" He replied in disbelief. "Heh. Sharing is caring brother." she let out a smirk.
Her brother then let out a laugh, "Alright, you can have it." he replied as he ruffled her hair. "Stop that! We're literally the same age! I feel like I'm younger than you when you do it." Y/n huffed, the boy didn't reply and only left the classroom. "What's his name?" I asked Y/n as she set her food on her desk.
"Izuku Midoriya. Oh right! You're probably wondering why we don't look alike... I'm adopted so..." Y/n informed me. "But you know, even though we're step-siblings it feels like we're by blood siblings." she added.
I didn't reply. What was this...Burning feeling at the pit of my stomach...? Jealousy? Why would I be jealous of her? Y/n of all people... But why are their interactions so different from my brother and I?
My brother likes to touch me everywhere and stares at me weirdly. Even though I can't stand him, he makes a lot of efforts like buying clothes for me and giving me money to buy makeup and accessories. He buys me sweets and my favorite food... He's the only thing close to a guardian that I'll ever have... Unlike that horrible wench.
Do they also do that game siblings do where one of them stands while the other one does something under the blanket? My brother loves that game, but it's so boring. I'm always the one who stands while he gets to sit and do something under the blanket, but whatever at least I get rewards out of it.
But oh how naive I was. He told me that what we were doing was normal... He told me it's what siblings do... But he lied. He used me. For his sickening desires... I slowly grew attached to Izuku who treated me like how a true older brother would treat their sibling...
"Why did you go to Y/n first?" I asked Izuku, "What...?" he replied, in disbelief as to what I just asked. "Why didn't you come to me first?" I repeated. "Y/n is my sister of course I would put her first... Especially in a fight that you caused." He replied. I grit my teeth in anger, "Well didn't you tell me that I was like your sister? Why aren't you sticking with those words huh??!" I shouted at him. "What are you even... Futamo, you're just a friend and just because I see you as a sister doesn't mean that you are my sister." Izuku told me.
I was fuming with rage.
"You can be like that for Y/n but not for me?! She's adopted too what's the difference?!!" I screamed, "We both know that isn't the point! It's just that... Why are you trying to separate us? You're not my sister! Y/n is! I can be an older brother figure to you but I can't be YOUR older brother! You aren't my priority so why do you always get angry at me when I come to Y/n's aid first??" He replied, with frustration in his voice.
I grit my teeth as I tried not to cry, but my tears started to spill... All I wanted was a decent brother... All I... I... "I just wanted an older brother that's not mine..." I sobbed.
-Flashback End-
-2nd Person POV-
"Futamo..." Mortimer mumbled as he let out a puff of smoke from his cigarette. Thinking about his one and only love made him feel relaxed. To him, he saw nothing wrong with it. Even when he got exposed by his employee for being a 'Pedophile', he didn't feel guilt. He only felt anger that he was branded as that, his love for his sister is pure and real. He knows she loved him back, why else would she do as he asked?
Love is supposed to have no limits anyway right?
"Mr. Mortimer...?" A voice spoke out, Mortimer whipped his head in the direction of the voice only to see Izuku and Bob. He let out a crooked smile as he realized who Bob was, "My my... I didn't expect my experiment to come back to me so quickly." He chuckled as Bob tried to hide behind Izuku. "We... We would like to ask you some questi-" Mortimer cut him off, "If it's about Y/n and Blake... Well... They deserved whatever was coming for them." he spoke out as he inhaled his cigarette. Izuku furrowed his eyebrows, "What do you-" he was cut off by Mortimer who had something up his sleeve.
-Time Skip-
-Your POV-
I let out a groan as I slowly got up. My head felt like it was going to split in half over how it hurt so much. "Fuck..." I mumbled, as my vision started to get clearer so I could take a good look at my surroundings. Where the hell am I...? I hissed in pain as I touched my forehead, it had dry blood. How long was I out...? Fuck... Also what the hell is that unbearable smell?
Fuck... Fuck fuck... This place looks like a fucking basement! Where the hell did Tanjirou take me to?! Is this his... House...? A shiver went down my spine at the realization. As my eyes wandered around the room, my palm rested on the floor, I felt some sort of fabric so I instinctively looked to see what it was.
"AAAHHHHH!!!" I let out a loud shriek as my hands trembled, tears blurring my vision at the sight. I started to hyperventilate, fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!! I'M GOING TO FUCKING DIE! I'M GOING TO END UP LIKE HER-
"/n..." Minikui managed to spill out half of my name even though her throat has been sliced in half. Her body was torn in half, I couldn't see any of her legs and I don't want to know where it was. Her right arm was gone and her eyes were gauged out, the organs on her stomach were spilled and the blood looked months old, not only that but her flesh was rotting. Her top could barely cover up what's left of her body.
The sight and smell made me dizzy, what the fuck did Tanjirou do to her?!
The most disturbing thing about it was the fact that she was still alive... No... Not disturbing but... Cruel. Absolutely sadistic.
I was starting to hyperventilate, fuck fuck fuck...!! I gagged as I started to puke, "alm....d....wn...." she told me. Was she just telling me to calm down? I closed my eyes, trying to distract myself to steady my breathing. "W-What happened t-to you...?" I whispered as a tear slides down my cheek, I still kept my eyes shut. "h...im..." she replied, she meant Tanjirou.
There was a moment of silence before she said something, "...m...so...r....y..." I clenched my teeth, Minikui was trying really hard to speak, to talk to me. As soon as my breathing was steady, I built up the courage to open my eyes. I slowly opened them, I quickly noticed Minikui's empty eye sockets dripping with blood... Was she... Was she crying...?
Fuck... Even though she was a bitch, she never deserved this kind of fate.
I slowly approached her, my eyes laid upon her left arm, with her hand still intact. I didn't care if it was rotting. I held it, the flesh felt so... stiff... not only that but she was so cold. "...a...r...m..." she spoke out. I held onto for a moment before she spoke out, "t...ab...l...kni...fe..." I raised an eyebrow, table? Knife? I slowly let her hand go as I looked around to see a table with a knife on top of it. I walked up to it and grabbed it, I quickly came back to Minikui. Ironically, I felt safe with her. "Thanks... I would've been too scared to look around..." I thanked her.
"kill....m...e" she spoke out.
My eyes widened, "W-What...?" I spoke out in disbelief. "...o...it..." She's telling me to do it... Fuck... No... No... No... This isn't... I.. I can't do it... Fuck... "on't... f... e... l... p... i... ty... th... s... isn... my... re... d... m... p... t... on...." she added.
Don't feel pity... This isn't my redemption...?
I placed the sharp edge of the knife on the soft spot of her head, I clenched my teeth and closed my eyes. I'm just... I'm just... Helping her... Yeah... I'm just... putting her out of her misery...
The sound of flesh tearing apart mixed with something wet, which was probably blood, made my stomach curl. More tears rolled down my cheek as I heard her small gasps in pain. Fuck... What the hell did we do to fucking deserve this...?
My trembling hands quickly let go of the knife, I quickly backed away, my eyes still closed. I didn't even dare to look at Minikui. I was hyperventilating again, it was paused by myself gagging and puking my guts out.
Fuck... Fuck... Calm down Y/n... Calm down. You'll get out of here... You'll escape... You'll... I need to escape.