Fuzz

by BloodhoundKnightDarriwil

Veto knows he's different. He'd have to be stupid not to. He finds thinking hard and tiresome, so a lot of the time, he just doesn't think. He doesn't have a reason too. But then, he's given answers he never wanted, and responsibilities he doesn't know if he can handle. He'll soon find that the Game of Gods is treacherous and tricky, but he'll pull every stop to win.

1. Author's Note

Hey, Darriwil here.

Gonna preface this story by saying there will be NO smut or lemons here.

Gonna be a lot of sexual references, implied sex, sex aftermath, and big tiddy bitches, but nothing explicit.

So yeah.

Lots of gore, though. A lot of it. Writing gore is fun cause I get to use words like 'visceral' and 'gib'. Gib is a silly word.

Anyways, yeah. Let's dive in.