TW: Sexual assault, murder, abuse, needles, gore, child death, genocide, cult, fire, self harm, and more
Disclaimer: this story will be very disturbing, but it is something I have wanted to write for a while so I hope you'll enjoy.
About: During the winter Kyrie was in his bathroom sitting on the cold toilet seat. The chill seeming to stab the nerves in his bottom. Noticing blood droplets splash into the water below him, he felt a familiar sting reach his eyes and his vision faded like the frost covered window beside him. He saw a dull pair of scissors on the sink to his right and decided to get to work.
Update: I deleted some of the extremely detailed descriptions in the first chapter because the goal of the chapter wasn't really to gross people out. It was to show detail to what triggered Kyrie to do what he did.