I think Escaping the Illuminati was the first story that I wrote on THIS account. I had another account under a different name. I regret deleting it though because I had other stories I wrote on there that I don't remember and I really liked how my writing style was back then. But starting on a fresh page or w.e

This story was actually meant to be an Xmen fanfiction which is why it starts the way it does (I rlly had MJ riding a motorcycle bro) lmao. It was originally supposed to be like from Wolverine's POV, trying to keep away from MRD or some shit like that, but then something possessed me to change it into an MJ fanfic 💀.

Personally, I think it came out pretty well.

Going back to read it, I find myself engaged and not like I'm forcing myself to read it unlike when I go back and read the more recent things I've written. I had a lot of fun writing it at the time because no one was really putting anything else like that out there at the time (and no one still isn't) so I feel like it's pretty unique on Wattpad.

Also at the time I was really into the whole MJ faked his death thing (I can't believe that I believed beLIEve for so long) so that was another component to it.

Now, I don't believe he faked his death. It's like every celebrity that's died, people are quick to say it's fake because we're so strong in denial. But I'm glad Michael is dead because he's not suffering anymore. It's sad yes- the circumstances on how he died and how it's affected so many people around the world, but everything happens for a reason.

Not to push my own beliefs on anyone, but I remember being told once when someone very close to me was on their deathbed that if you see a person in pain/suffering either close to their death or on their deathbed or just in general, that's God's way of having them repent for their sins. And as much I would love to believe that MJ was a saint, he was only human and it's human to sin.

Now that's not a religious belief, ig that would be considered more of a spiritual thing or coping thing, but I like it and that's what I think.

Anyway, back to the story lmao:

The story is plain messy. There's no timeline, it doesn't make sense if you try and match it up to real life bc I'm bouncing around constantly, and like it's just unorganized in general.

Since this was written such a long time ago, I don't remember what I was actually trying to do except write a story about MJ faking his death and his paranoia about the Illuminati so I don't rlly have any questions for you guys. I now realize his paranoia was about a different group, but I'll touch more on that in an upcoming story 😈

I can't believe I even remember as much as I do abt this story lol. It's fricken 2020 nd I started this is 2013 (completed it 2014). That's so crazy to me. I'm not gonna say time goes fast bc tht was a long 7 yrs, but damn time... chill

If you've made it this far in this, congratulations! You've got through my rambling. Thanks for taking the time to read this. Ik I've wanted other authors to do other similar things like write a little back story on what inspired the story and things like that so I decided to do it anyway.

Much love ❤️