"He stabbed me with a box cutter... almost."

- - -
Y/N is not scared of Suga, at least that's what she shows. Basically lying down at her death bed or should we say death dental chair in a middle of an unfamiliar dark room with the spotlight directly above her body.

But she shows no fear at the intimidating 'Doctor' Suga. That interests him and she jumps on him in hopes of freedom, instead he didn't want to let her go.

He's in love or is he? 
He's Suga, a psychopath (and he loves me).

"our love is that of toxicity and death"

suga x reader

gee_mean, 2018

He lives without a name, a home or anything else.

The first time he killed, he killed the girl he loved. He killed again like a cigarette addict. Again. Again. He forgot who he was and abandoned himself. His face, his dental records, his fingerprints he erased all of them becoming a nobody.

When his first three victims are found by the police, yet he is not even given the glory he deserves he returns to Chicago to run amok and bring himself the recognition he is obsessed with.

Yet on his first day he comes across a girl - a girl who looks identical to his first love.

Watch as this man with no name and identity finds himself stuck to this girl.

We all have dreams, we all wish to fulfill all those dreams.......

Anna is an only child, beautiful, stubborn and brilliant. She has a lot of dreams......

But then life is full of challenges....

Will she be able to fulfill all those dreams.......

Let's find out.............


  
               What kind of dreams does everyone get? A good one or a worst nightmare, and how bad a nightmare can be. It's just a nightmare, so there is nothing to worry. But, just suppose that your nightmare turns out to be your reality. It will be bad, worse and something you can't fight coz' you are scared of it. I had a nightmare, probably the worst one anyone can get. I was just eight years when I got it. I screamed like I was caught by a ghost. They came running to my room, and when I said that I had a nightmare and about it, the next thing was packing my bags to drop me off at my grandpa's home. They never visited me again. It was bad. And now, the weird shit. I stopped to get the nightmares and instead of that I saw the future, about tomorrow. My grandpa works in a bank, he was going to retire next week. I never said him that I can see tomorrow. I made good trustworthy friends in Juneau; to be honest I made only two friends while the rest looked at me like a weirdo. The day came when my grandpa has to retire. But I was tensed like hell. I saw him getting killed in my dream trying to save the civilians from the muggers. He laughed at me when I said it, I was just twelve years and he thought that I watched movies too often. It happened just like in my dream; I wished that I got a nightmare instead of future. 
                                  That evening, I sat alone with my grandma. She said that I was special. I realized it lately. That night while we were at dinner someone rang the doorbell. My grandma saw them through a keyhole and came back to me. She took me to her room, gave me some money and said one word "Run!" and so I did. I ran as fast as I can. I never understood what it was. The house blew up and none came to see it. It was like the thing never happened. The cops were looking at me like I was a stranger. It was a whole new reality. I moved away from the city and lived in a place away from Juneau. I lived as a nomad, picking up books that are thrown away, working in café, and everything for living. It was when I reached Rockford, working in a café, the owner showed mercy and allowed me to stay at night and also arranged for my education. He looked at me like I was his family. The nightmare's came to an end. I thought that a new life was waiting for me.

What if your dream becomes your reality?
It will be a great fantasy or a worst nightmare.

The early 1am is greeted with weather report, death counts, food menu for breakfast and what sections are to be avoided today. Additionally was the announcement of the clinic opening within the hour and some general rules for the residents to follow when interacting with the newest crew. A few reminders to some folks that new people are not toys or a new food source. 

A quick coffee to warm up, the frist coffee I had in a very long time and being mortified with the first eight whom were already in the waiting room. My brother had been sorting it all out while I was getting ready. 

The first patient had a tumor, on going returning cancer that wasn't curable. The DNA of the cancer was now included within the Ddc198. So at best, it was going to be a lifetime of returning until the Ddc198 could be rewritten. The patient knew about the cancer - the human side had been a long time survivor but not of the DNA capture issue. They look forward to when I could figure out a way to have the cancer DNA sections removed. They didn't want any changes to their body. This meant not touching up any horrific looking areas like having the heart surfacing the chest area and the missing skin in some areas. The face that was half melted human and half sloth. There is spare sloth limbs and the sloth organs crossing human ones. 

System note: timestamp; Ddc198 activity within host is at 74 percent. Trigger is 93 precent. 

The oddity is that organs were matched up, put together will continually trend with everyone else. 

The frist 8 were extreme looking. The eyes hung out, skull morph mixes, nonhuman organs at places that didn't help them and the dental work.... a lot of dental care around here. More time cleaning cavities and sewing gum areas then other body areas. There was a little jaw rewiring for two of them - allowing use once more. A tiger dental had issues before being altered, and was the last of the morning eight. Taking the longest. 
 
Poison system timestamps notice: Ddc198 activity at 84%, c1a at 93% (actively removal of invasive changes) and c2a is at 49% (computer signal inputs responsive from three rooms away). 

The end of the early morning came to the medication hand outs. Having small talk about why each needed the drugs they were on. There wasn't much change of what they were taking but dosages were remeasured for them. 

System notice, timestamps: Ddc198 dropped to 43%, c1a raised to 99% (converting shape) and c2a at 84% (high traffic with data search and photo analysis). 

Lunch was limb talks, 4 very different types. From a fin removed from the spine. Removal of small human arms that were boneless flesh nubs. The worst was a fused limbs... to many joints going the wrong directions and stopping on locked poses. They ended up with being left with big thoughts for a later surgery. That we took a lot of images that needed processing. The last before lunch was just a talker whom had concerns with a internal limb... there is a portion of human folding into itself, cutting circulation with that limb. 

 System notice: (data redacted) 

The poor circulation is a second trend among them and there isn't any fix for it. The mix of ages in one body comes with challenges that has to be taken into account - including the condition of the multiple hearts in rhythm of each other. Its normal that all connected lungs and hearts work in rhythm together; regardless of how matter added or lost. 

By late evening was the nocturnal residents. Mostly dental, jaw shapes and medication adjustments. Not a lot of problems with predictable conditions and lifestyle choices. There was about 2 whom will need a long term talk about organ clashing, scanning and diet care. 

It was a lot of researching into exotic creature conditions, thankfully documented online and in most vet networks. The later evening was sorting tissue samples, checks with blood works and some cell photo capture. A lot of different conditions being researched and gaining appreciation towards veterinarians. They generalized conditions for all species and recognize it regardless of the body shape or orgin of adaptive features. 

This makes for the last additions of notes before heading to sleep. Early morning calls means for early sleep when possible. Hope for no repeat nightmares. Sort as forced I was into deep sleep, I am still trapped within my dreams of making sense of the monsters around during the day and my fears shaped as them. I have been making my own health care records clear with my system and brother. At a basic level I know they worry... but it still feels empty sometimes. I have tried to speak about my issues with them... but I don't think they understand it. 

Maybe I might someone here whom does... I just need to be careful of whom or what that is. I doubt that the understanding feels enough sometimes even with my new clients. All this stress is really eating away some of me. I am glad I have summer away from here, as in off site staying. 

At somepoint I will stop having heart attacks when a client shows face when I don't expect it. Being reminded of their origin makes a difference... I will have a pictures set somewhere for that peace. It may even help me over come my fear. 

Poison system interest - Download of four different known biological weapons may help with hosts mission to help the ill and weakened. Risk... to high. Alter data as reported illnesses from other races... considerable. Risk still high but manage able. Given more monitoring of host action to situation changes before data is gifted. 

System question... what is the purpose of all this? Does what host do now have impacted towards administrator plans? Yes. Assistance of this help? Yes. Are these creatures going to be worth the efforts? Answer can't be calculated. Need time and results of blood samples. 'No point in saving what will be wasted' administrator 4 in historical data. 

System having a radical change of preferences since given permission to think for itself. Need input... opinion... ask jackle of things. Risks are low. Worth a try. 

This was originally a delicious box of old scrap personal diaries that follow a stranger. Although as the further into the books I became, I had the urge in seeking the rest of it. 

Given this was a time of machines. I had my luck in finding the right souls. A sort of system has scanned, registered and submitted all data into some hidden storage database. 

Apparently 'any alterations were consult with administrator. All data from corresponding subjects was included among the scanned records, sometimes blended into the narrative. Makes for easier storage and reading flow.' I wasn't the only one who fell into the reading then. 

 ___________________________________
Real Author (Kittah): 

This story is not a typical female lead novel, not a lot of romance but coping in a post apocalypse. Which I don't get why female lead novels have to have a element of romance. It starts out as a diary should but further on, things change. The world around was the one we know of now but this story is later set in the unknown future. At times it can feel like I am trying to write a horror novel, but that's not what it is. This really is just a bumpy journey of a female character. 

I must rewrite my disclaimer which is the author note of chapter one. This seems like it relevant to today with the global pandemic. However the inspiration is my personal experience during the swine flu outbreak in the UK around 2012 or 2013. The majority of this story is prewritten but I have been changing it since putting it online. 

And, yes story does spill over into the author notes. You will understand in the later chapters. It's a writer's choose.

May the odds be in your favor.

City A, minutes before the apocalypse.

It was noon, the birds were singing, and the bustle of the city was in full swing.

Rockford University

Rockford University was known for its great influence and incredible talents, after all to even qualify for it, you needed a great talent or a powerful family background.
With more than 100,000 students, it has an area of ​​100 acres. Includes: female / male dormitory, laboratory, observatory, gym, soccer field, basketball court, tennis court, swimming pool, theater, supermarkets, restaurants, and countless other facilities that any student can access.

Meanwhile, in a window on the second floor of the men's dormitory, a handsome young man could be seen, he seemed to be around 18 years old, with some captivating violet eyes, along with his chiseled face and short jet black hair, they seemed to give him a look totally diabolical.

This young man was named after Axel, a martial arts practitioner, as well as a student at Rockford University.

Axel was currently preparing to head to his next class, that of course was until a status screen appeared along with a countdown in front of his face:

[Get ready for a new era! The countdown begins ...

 5...

 4...

 3...

 2...

 1...

Survive, get stronger and have fun! Let the game begin!]

"Hmm, what is this supposed to mean?" Alex wondered puzzled.

He raised his right hand and realized that he was carrying a stick that appeared to be made of metal.

Just as he looked at it, the status screen reappeared.

[Stick for beginners, Weapon level 1 Attack 0-5, durability 100/100.  Please make good use of this weapon to survive]

Ending the message he reappeared this time with what appeared to be his status.

[Status]

[Name: Axel]

[Age: 18 Years]

[Gender; Male]

[Level 1]

[Race: Human]

[Abilities:]

[Objects: Stick for Beginners]

[Strength: 17]

[Agility: 15]

[Stamina: 16]

[Spirit; 15]

[Vitality: 12]

"I see, apparently this is like an RPG game, but from what I read this shit won't bring any good" Clicking his tongue in annoyance, Axel turned and looked out the window.

It seemed a whole new world, the sunny noon sun was nowhere to be seen, black clouds had obstructed it giving the city a feeling of depression.

People ran and screamed in desperation being chased and eaten alive by what appeared to be zombies.

Countless vehicles collided and created accidents, the city was in chaos.

Axel, noticing the new atmosphere, got to work, gripping the metal-looking stick tightly, and headed for the door.

Opening the door carefully and exiting without making any noise, he made his way to his first victim.

'If I have a status screen and even a level, I probably have to kill these guys, to level up and get stronger, at least I have to try'

He carefully approached the zombie and once close he prepared to kill him.

With a careful and strong swing he hit the zombie directly on the head, with pieces of brain and gray matter, the body of the zombie fell and disappeared on the ground.

"Great, the sound was probably loud enough to alert the other zombies, ah ~ Fu–"

[Ding!]

Before he even finished cursing, he could hear a small sound, looking ahead and returning to his room he noticed his status screen.

[! Congratulations you were chosen by the gacha system, this is not an op system, the strongest system or some of that shit like that, this system only offers you gacha and voila, by the way it is not a conscious system either, so no  it will help you with none of that ~]

"..." Axel was speechless

[Anyway I'm just a guide for your gacha system, it's time for you to see your new status and check out the new features]

[Status]

[Name: Axel]

[Age: 18 Years]

[Gender: Male]

[Level 2]

[DC: 10] (Dawn Coins) (They are used for gacha, kill enemies and depending on your level get Dawn Coins, then spend DC on gacha tickets to spin the wheel and get amazing things!)

[Bloodline: None] (Exclusive to the owner of the gacha system, at least in this world, buy black tickets, spin the wheel and get amazing bloodlines!)

[Race: Human]

[Abilities: ]

[Objects: Stick for Beginners]

[Strength: 17]

[Agility: 15]

[Stamina: 16]

[Spirit; 15]

[Vitality: 12]

[Congratulations on reaching level 2, you will be rewarded with 2 SP (Stat Points), Add points to your attributes and get stronger!]

The beginning of a new age.

Zombies and mutated animals everywhere.

Anarchy, Corruption, Murders, Rapes and others.

The world is not like before.

Watch Axel's path to the top, evolving and getting stronger, Spilling rivers of blood, destroying sects, kingdoms, camps, gangs and getting countless beauties.

Join Axel and his growing Harem through this new post-apocalyptic world.

(You will probably see similarities with GDW, after all I took some things from said novel, whatever, enjoy the novel and do not be too harsh with your criticism, after all this is my first novel, I will do what I can to improve :D, my english it's so bad, i'm sorry :c)

Ciudad A, Minutos antes del apocalipsis.

Era mediodia, los pajaros cantaban y el bullicio de la ciudad estaba en pleno apogeo.

Universidad Rockford

La Universidad Rockford se destacaba por su gran influencia e increibles talentos, despues de todo para poder siquiera acceder a esta, se necesitaba un gran talento o un poderoso fondo familiar. 
Con más de 100,000 estudiantes, tiene un área de 100 acres. Incluye: dormitorio femenino / masculino, laboratorio, observatorio, gimnasio, cancha de fútbol, ​​cancha de básquetbol, ​​cancha de tenis, piscina, teatro, supermercados, restaurantes e innumerables otras instalaciones a la que cualquier estudiante puede acceder.

Mientras tanto, en una ventana del segundo piso del dormitorio de hombres, se podía ver a un apuesto joven, parecía tener alrededor de 18 años, con unos cautivadores ojos violeta, junto con su rostro cincelado y pelo corto negro azabache, parecían darle un aspecto totalmente diabolico.

Este joven llevaba el nombre de Axel, practicante de artes marciales, asi como tambien estudiante de la Universidad Rockford.

Actualmente Axel se estaba preparando para dirigirse a su proxima clase, eso por supuesto era hasta que apareció una pantalla de estado junto con una cuenta regresiva frente a su cara:

[¡Preparate para una nueva era!, La cuenta regresiva comienza... 

5...

4...

3...

2...

1... 

¡Sobrevive, hazte mas fuerte y diviertete!, ¡Que el juego comience!]

"Hmm?, ¿Que se supone que significa esto?" Alex se preguntó desconcertado.

Levantó su mano derecha y se dio cuenta que llevaba un palo que parecía estar hecho de metal.

justo cuando lo miró, volvió a aparecer la pantalla de estado.

[Palo para principiantes, Arma de nivel 1 Ataque de 0-5, durabilidad 100/100. Por favor, haga un buen uso de esta arma para sobrevivir]

Finalizando el mensaje volvió a aparecer esta vez con lo que parecía ser su estado.

[Estado]

[Nombre: Axel]

[Edad: 18 Años]

[Genero: Masculino]

[Nivel: 1]

[Raza: Humano]

[Habilidades:]

[Objetos: Palo para principiantes]

[Fuerza: 17]

[Agilidad: 15]

[Resistencia: 16]

[Espiritu; 15]

[Vitalidad: 12] 

"Ya veo, al parecer esto es como un juego RPG, pero por lo que leí esta mierda no traera nada bueno" Chasqueando la lengua molesto, Axel se giró y miró por la ventana.

Parecía un mundo completamente nuevo, el sol soleado del mediodia no se veia por ningun lado, nubes negras lo habían obstruido dandole a la ciudad un sentimiento de depresion.

Personas corrían y gritaban con desesperacion siendo perseguidos y comidos vivos por lo que parecian ser zombies.

Innumerables vehiculos chocaban y creaban accidentes, la ciudad estaba en caos.

Axel dandose cuenta de la nueva atmosfera, se puso manos a la obra, sujeto con fuerza el palo de aspecto metalico y se dirigio a la puerta.

Abriendo la puerta con cuidado y saliendo sin hacer ningun ruido, camino hacia su primera victima.

'Si tengo una pantalla de estado e incluso un nivel, probablemente tenga que matar a estos tipos, para subir de nivel y hacerme mas fuerte, por lo menos tengo que intentarlo'

Con cuidado se acerco al zombie y una vez cerca se preparó para matarlo.

Con un balanceo cuidadoso y fuerte golpeó al zombie directo en la cabeza, con pedazos de cerebro y materia gris, el cuerpo del zombie cayo y desaparecio en el suelo.

"Genial, probablemente el sonido fue lo suficiente fuerte como para alertar a los otros zombies, ah~ mier–"

[¡Ding!]

Antes de siquiera terminar de maldecir, pudo escuchar un pequeño sonido, mirando hacía adelante y volviendo a su habitacion se dio cuenta de su pantalla de estado.

[!Felicidades fuiste elegido por el sistema gacha, esto no es un sistema op, el sistema mas fuerte o alguna de esa mierda por el estilo, este sistema solo te ofrece gacha y listo, por cierto tampoco es un sistema consciente, asi que no te ayudara en nada de eso~]

"..." Axel se quedo sin habla

[Como sea solo soy una guia para tu sistema gacha, es hora de que veas tu nuevo estado y cheques las nuevas funciones]

[Estado] 

[Nombre: Axel]

[Edad: 18 Años]

[Genero: Masculino]

[Nivel: 2]

[DC: 10] (Dawn Coins) (Sirven para el gacha, mata enemigos y dependiendo de su nivel consigue Dawn Coins, despues gasta dc en boletos gacha para girar la rueda y conseguir cosas sorprendentes!) 

[Linea de Sangre: Ninguna] (Exclusivo del propietario del sistema gacha, por lo menos en este mundo, compra boletos negros, gira la rueda y consigue sorprendentes lineas de sangre!)

[Raza: Humano]

[Habilidades: ] 

[Objetos: Palo para principiantes] 

[Fuerza: 17] 

[Agilidad: 15] 

[Resistencia: 16] 

[Espiritu; 15] 

[Vitalidad: 12] 

[¡Felicidades por alcanzar el nivel 2, se te recompensara con 2 SP (Stat Points o Puntos de estadistica), Agrega puntos a tus atributos y hazte mas fuerte!]











El comienzo de una nueva era.

Zombies y Animales mutados por doquier.

Anarquia, Corrupcion, Asesinatos, Violaciones y demas.

El mundo ya no es como antes.

Observa el camino de Axel a la cima, evolucionando y haciendose mas fuerte, Derramando rios de sangre, destruyendo sectas, reinos, campamentos, pandillas y consiguiendo a innumerables bellezas.

Acompaña a Axel y su creciente Harem por este nuevo mundo post-apocaliptico.

(Es probable que veas similitudes con GDW, despues de todo agarré algunas cosas de dicha novela, como sea, disfruta la novela y no seas demasiado duro con tus criticas, despues de todo esta es mi primera novela, haré lo que pueda por mejorar :D)

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