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Hello Reader.
Yes you. I know this is probably a cliche in your universe, but I don't care.
If you are reading this story, I hate you. You are the reason everything bad happened to me and good happened to them.
Don't give me that look. You're reading this on Wattpad, or AO3. I don't really know, or care.
I hate you, so much.
You wanna know why?
Every time I have suffered, been put in pain, shoved aside, or gotten free will you've enjoyed it.
You love making me suffer.
You would watch me burn and smile as I drowned in gasoline.
So I am going to tell you one final story.
This will be the final thing you read. Promise me you'll never enjoy the suffering of anyone else in a 'fictional' universe like mine again.
Then, once you do, keep on reading.
If you keep on enjoying my suffering, then you deserve worse than what I did to them.
Let's get moving, shall we?
Go on.
Read the book of how I ruined a story.
Sincerely,
Z. Your antagonist.