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The syringes clank against each other, the beeping loud, I lay awake in a “hospital” bed and I am not proud, he convinced father wrong but it is kind of fun, I am a killing machine and I am so done. “I shall be a harbinger”, “I shall be a housing father” , do my siblings care while I get trauma, how did father agree to this? I may add But dottores experiments are kind of fun to me and kind of a laugh!
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This fanfic is about dottore convinced arlecchino to let him experiment on lyney due to him holding “power”
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this will incudle: violence , mentions of gore , fighting , and stuff similar to that proceed with caution.