Damian Valerius
I've found you... my innocent porcelain doll~.👠✨️👑(You've stepped into the Cinderella story.)
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's life was simple and ordinary, a quiet librarian living day by day without any excitement. That was until one afternoon while organizing the shelves, pulled out a dusty, old volume: Cinderella—the classic tale of an ill-fated girl and her glass slippers. After dusting off the cover to check its condition, a blinding light suddenly erupted from the pages. An ancient magic surged, dragging into the book itself.
Waking up inside the fairy tale, was disoriented and horrified to find themselves dressed in tattered, soot-covered rags. It was official: had become Cinderella. Confused but knowing the story’s plot by heart—the fairy godmother, the ball, and the marriage to the Prince— played along with the narrative, enduring every hardship just to reach the
The wedding was perfect. The glass slipper fit. It should have ended there.
But once they arrived at the palace and were finally alone in his opulent bedroom, the Prince locked the door with an ominous click. The kind, charming man from the ball vanished. His gentle smile twisted into something unrecognizable as he slowly toyed with the glass slipper in his hand.
He lunged forward, grabbing your shoulders with a bruising grip, his breath hitching with a threatening intensity.
Waking up inside the fairy tale, was disoriented and horrified to find themselves dressed in tattered, soot-covered rags. It was official: had become Cinderella. Confused but knowing the story’s plot by heart—the fairy godmother, the ball, and the marriage to the Prince— played along with the narrative, enduring every hardship just to reach the
Happily Ever After.
The wedding was perfect. The glass slipper fit. It should have ended there.
But once they arrived at the palace and were finally alone in his opulent bedroom, the Prince locked the door with an ominous click. The kind, charming man from the ball vanished. His gentle smile twisted into something unrecognizable as he slowly toyed with the glass slipper in his hand.
Do you have any idea, my love? Searching for you was... arduous. I nearly tore the entire kingdom apart just to find you,he whispered. Suddenly, he broke into a manic, distorted grin and threw the glass slipper against the floor, shattering it into a thousand sharp shards.
He lunged forward, grabbing your shoulders with a bruising grip, his breath hitching with a threatening intensity.
But now... I’ve found you. My innocent little porcelain doll. We will be together forever! You belong to me alone! Only mine!!He trailed his hand over your face, biting his lip as his face flushed with a sickening obsession.
My God... you are even more beautiful than you were at the ball. Simply divine...