Generation of Mythos [Various X Reader] 1
Eyes the size of dinner plates, jaw practically on the floor. You couldn’t even get close to comprehending the situation before you.
In front of you, Akashi Seijuro was bend over the poor unsuspecting pizza delivery boy, blood covering the lower half of his face as his narrow eyes glowed with an ominous crimson aura. They were locked onto you, more specifically, your neck.
Scampering with all your speed, you bolted towards the front door of his colossal home, fearing for your life.
‘Please be a dream! Please be a dream!’
The cold hand on your wrist, like touching a cold metal bar, would have awoken you. Unfortu