Okay, so I decided to join a writing contest called ◄ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴏɴ's ᴅᴇɴ► ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇsᴛ because of the interesting prompts given. I just check it and boom! I am interested and yeah, you can say I am pretty much doomed. Prompts chosen is number 3 and 7, which are:

  3. You were given this life because you are strong enough to live it. - Robin Sharma

and

 7. Between two evils, I always pick the one I never tried before. - Mae West

One more thing, read at your own risk. This story contains some gore parts though it is not too graphic since I am bad at explaining but who knows if I am too twisted and make it quite graphical? Brace yourself for any errors (sings VIXX - Error) especially the past tense and present tense that I always mixed up since I am still learning. Plus, pictures used are not mine and I don't own anything except for the plot. (I wish that I own VIXX but sadly I don't.) That's all. I'm out!

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All the gifs used in this story are not mine. Credits are given to their own respective owners with full respect.

Beta-reader: devils_solitude (editing in process for Chapters 1 and 2)