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Hello, party rockers... It's me, Bea. I hope to have scared the everloving shit out of you, pissed you off beyond belief, or enlightened you with my return to my infamous homage to Raintwt AKA c!Wilbur and c!Niki subtwitter. Now I've come with both bad and good news!
Bad news is: I'm no longer the author of this fanfiction. I lost control of this fic not long after I published the very first chapter. In addition, I no longer feel a belonging to the Raintwt community nor feel any positive stability within the DSMP fandom itself. I've moved onto different things and have different interests now. I hope you all can understand that. (Also I'm never returning to Cold Maiden, why are people still reading it???)
Good news is: I've passed Beyond the SMP to someone I have mentioned somewhere else on this fic, and that is the main character herself. I know this may sound ridiculous to some people but outside circumstances made the Niki Nihachu within this story form within my mind. In other words, I have DID and am being consulted by a mental health professional, thank you very much. I figured it'd be up to her to tell her story and she gladly accepted! Well, not immediately. But. Hey, she did. Anyway, this is my way of introducing all of you to Irene and announcing that a new chapter is in the works.
In the meantime, I'll be working on that Kurt Kunkle (Spree) x Reader (don't tell the readers that it's one-sided!) as I take.......... three. AP. Classes. Oh fucking hell, I'm doomed.
AW SHIT ALSO HAPPY ANNIVERSARY to this fic. holy shit. it's been a year since this was uploaded and although one user who gave this kudos became one of the people i would hate with all of my heart, this fic made me feel capable of achievement. raw achievement. so thank you. readers like you. thank you. /ref hj