saw a reel, comments were going crazy about how traumatizing it is, got curious. I understand them. I do regret it but I've read worse. I feel so desensitized, I was laughing at times when the mc would kill people. Genuinely a sad story, especially when he would say his name and university, when he would try to escape. I think this story hurts so much because it seems so realistic. Many people get stuck in situations like this, and most general public don't even know about it. Sex trafficking is a huge business. That's correct, a business. As well as dark porn. Raping a child and posting that, will make tons of money because sick fucks will pay for it. I went to a club with my friends in spain when I saw this exact situation. Two girls, obviously drugged up. but older, early 30s, their faces looked like they went through so much, they were dancing, flirting with men, hyping the crowd up. I even asked her if she was ok when she was dancing with my friends and I. she looked shocked for a second and then assured me she's fine. I did absolutely nothing. Because what could I do to help her? Absolutely nothing. The local police would not help. The bouncers would probably beat me up, heck they probably would drug me up. Sorry I'm just rambling on but this manwha really opened the what ifs. I'm so blessed to have a college education. friends and family. and most importantly God. That's dumb of me to say after reading this, but hey, everyone makes mistakes. This story really made me grateful, because it's the normal things in life people take for granted.
Heart breaking story. I'm not sure if I ever wanna complete this. But I've already read 50 chapters, so why not. I do hope he gets his happy ending...whatever that would look like. Can you really be happy with a body that's endured so much?
saw a reel, comments were going crazy about how traumatizing it is, got curious. I understand them. I do regret it but I've read worse. I feel so desensitized, I was laughing at times when the mc would kill people. Genuinely a sad story, especially when he would say his name and university, when he would try to escape. I think this story hurts so much because it seems so realistic. Many people get stuck in situations like this, and most general public don't even know about it. Sex trafficking is a huge business. That's correct, a business. As well as dark porn. Raping a child and posting that, will make tons of money because sick fucks will pay for it. I went to a club with my friends in spain when I saw this exact situation. Two girls, obviously drugged up. but older, early 30s, their faces looked like they went through so much, they were dancing, flirting with men, hyping the crowd up. I even asked her if she was ok when she was dancing with my friends and I. she looked shocked for a second and then assured me she's fine. I did absolutely nothing. Because what could I do to help her? Absolutely nothing. The local police would not help. The bouncers would probably beat me up, heck they probably would drug me up. Sorry I'm just rambling on but this manwha really opened the what ifs. I'm so blessed to have a college education. friends and family. and most importantly God. That's dumb of me to say after reading this, but hey, everyone makes mistakes. This story really made me grateful, because it's the normal things in life people take for granted.
Heart breaking story. I'm not sure if I ever wanna complete this. But I've already read 50 chapters, so why not. I do hope he gets his happy ending...whatever that would look like. Can you really be happy with a body that's endured so much?