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Snow White and the Seven Gods

"Snow White" is aware he's only a character in a novel, and he hates it. He's the Strongest Mage in all of existence, the incarnation of the Chaos God, and apparently immortal. He's born in an eccentric household of business magnates, and everyone in their house have perfect memories. Snow White is also expressionless. HE LOOKS LIKE A GIRL! Sometimes he's not the protagonist of his novel. And holy heck, he has six more variants of himself crossing the borders of time. All of which are intent to slap him for his terrible life decisions. Due to his creator's extreme tendencies, a description for Snow White and the Seven Gods can't be written properly. Where else could you find Screaming Coffee? Wattpad: deerbiscuit Twitter: screamCOFFEE Instagram: coffeescreameclair * * * * SNOW WHITE AND THE SEVEN GODS "HITORIBOCCHI NO SHIRAYUKIHIME" A Fantasy Novel written by Screaming Coffee DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction. Any resemblances to actual people, the living or the dead, places, events, and businesses are either coincidental or are used fictitiously.

coffeescreameclair · Urban
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144 Chs

Eighth Chapter ─ Once Upon the Myriad of Butterflies

From the knight to the forgetful owl, the polar bear is an enemy.

For the Strongest Mage, butterflies not love and peace.

Reverberation of despair, and another stench of sublime psychological thrill. Twitching brain, heavily pulsating heart, feeling I've never had before: a messed synthesis of blight and idiosyncratic collapse.

My friend is my woe, and it will always be─I've been to Kyoto multiple times in my life, sneaking then and there because I was entitled and untouchable. The government has no control of my firebrand issues, letting me do what I please either by whim or serious command… and there are times I regret ever being true to my desires. Emotionless is not emotionless, hindrance is not whole.

From those events I snuck out, there were two instances I've seen that almost coerced my sanity to pass for the afterlife.

I hate it.

And exactly, at the moment, inside my turf of all places─it has come to overthrow my radicalized life.