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Rogue Is On The Brink Of Insanity. He Tries To Keep It Together For The Sake Of His Guildmates. It Had Started Ever Since The Wretched Shadow Had Started Whispering To Him. Whispering Lies. Rogue Tries To Think Of Happy Memories: Sting, Frosh, His Guildmates, And Skiadrum. If Only He Had Listened To Skiadrum's Prophetic Words.
I Do Not Own Fairy Tail Or Any Of The Characters.
Warning: Self Hurting, Depression, Insanity, Comfort, Horror, Etc. If These Traits Do Not Suit You, This Story May Not Be For You. If This Story Triggers Something, You Should Probably Stop Reading