Literature
Judgment Ghirahim X Reader
The small, doorless, windowless room echoed with the sound of your weak heart beating. You had been promised judgment, but that seemed like a long time ago. Instead of judgment what you received was silence, loneliness and fear. You had no idea how long you'd been shackled to the cold stone wall, but if you stayed like this much longer, you knew you would go mad. Perhaps this was your punishment. Though your body felt weak from lack of movement, and your head ached from lack of sleep, your mind remained strong and your spirit unbroken. You wouldn't let Ghirahim win, especially not when you'd done so little to provoke him. The wall in