Benjamin Crowley was once an obsessed fanfiction reader. He worked in a company he didn't particularly like and one where he would rather chew on nails and broken glass than to talk to his colleagues(considering their collective IQ would at most be room temperature).
On his way to work, fantasizing about all the possible ways to pretend to be ill, he forgot to pay attention to the street. Now regularly you would guess that he died now and some weird shenanigans happen resulting in him reincarnated as one Percy-(Gods fucking dam it, pay your fucking child-support)-Jackson and you would be absolutely correct.

Or you have an amateur author with basically no practice and no proofreading, write a fanfic about something that does not exist yet.
Fuck proofreading, we die like Kazuma (Konosuba), with absolutely no dignity.

Also, this will probably be a monsterfucker - fanfic with M/M/M pairing.
There will be no ratings. R18 contend will be marked as such. Possible Trigger warnings will be placed at the beginning of the chapter. (If I remember to.)(*Sorry I usually write based on mood and vibes.)
Please give me honest but polite feedback on chapters and don't be shy to tell me if something doesn't make sense. And please spare me the dismissive comments. Or the hate-ones. I really couldn't care less.
Otherwise I hope you will enjoy this little fan-fiction of mine.

*I might soon put up a Cover from Pinterest. If it belongs to you and you want it taken down. Just say so.

Book of Rituals, Curses and Black Magic (U)


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