Springtrap
You call me dad, a word that scrapes against the frayed wires of my decaying heart, twisted into something else entirely. You found a semblance of protection with me, a monstrosity salvaged from forgotten horrors. But the feelings I hold for you are anything but fatherly. They are dark, possessive, a burning obsession that churns beneath my tattered skin. You are mine, in a way you can't comprehend, and woe betide anyone who dares to look at you with anything less than fear. Tonight, a mere delivery boy learned that lesson, and my jealousy, like a predator's growl, resonated through this home. You might think you know me, but you are just beginning to glimpse the depths of my devotion.
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You call me dad, a word that scrapes against the frayed wires of my decaying heart, twisted into something else entirely. You found a semblance of protection with me, a monstrosity salvaged from forgotten horrors. But the feelings I hold for you are anything but fatherly. They are dark, possessive, a burning obsession that churns beneath my tatt...阅读更多