Afton didn't really think about what he was going to do when he grabbed that ax.
However, when her head fell down to the ground, his only thought was about how magnificent the color of the blood was on the ax.
Now, when he looks at the pale silhouette in the corner of his living room, he saw just the day before, he regrets his lack of thinking in these moments.
Looks like the rest of his life will be entertaining. Now for him, though.
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Welp, I'll probably gonna do a longer one based on this, but for now I'm trying to make a story for march, so yea...
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William Afton stuff
Randomcover art made by nuudel on Twitter It isn't smutshots book and im not planning to make it one
