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Childe, Tartaglia, Ajax... The man of many names but who is he really.. Many know him as a bloodthirsty Harbinger, a guy that enjoys fighting even if it means to the point of death...but is there more to that...? What dark secrets are lying behind those lifeless eyes...just what happened to him..? Is it true that under that whole facade sits a helpless kid, crying and screaming for a savior. A kid who was forced to face the dark and cruel reality of this world too soon... This is the story of a innocent small boy that was forced to grow up too fast in a cruel world. Or the fic where I make people react to childes past cause no one else will and his backstory is underrated as hell and should be heavily noticed Cross Posted on ao3: theugliestsquid
Ajax
