[] CH 2 NTR CODE: PT 1:247599 PT 2: 266577

[ I thought I saw the devil this morning.]

I put in a lot work for the system.

24 hours, living the prison labor, till, plant, wait, produce just for an injection, but I fell behind.

Raiders were the armed men designed by the modification system, a form of threat stimulation.

One of those piece of shits shot me, killed my worker, the mother fucker had a pipe rifle and chased me.

Since I was just a drug smith. We didn't have access to guns like them, just traps and machetes.

Guns out-ranged those, so they weren't useful when they always kept their distance.

I could only produce drugs.

Before my wounds took me, I watched the base I tried to create in the 24 hours, burn, they kidnapped anyone alive, killed anything holding a weapon, and I tried to set the plantations on fire, so they could not touch any of the crops, we took so long to till.

That's how he shot me, right in the neck, I had been gasping for air, because of the smoke, but this did me in.

[ Fucking cannibals.] I heard him say right before I felt something hot pressed to the side of my head, and bang.

[ You have died during the system maintenance.]

[ You will be transferred.]

…

I wasn't happy when I heard the sound of someone running her mouth.

The anger I had from getting shot was still there in my head.

It's all I could think about, and the moment I saw the girls face, that black fuck came to mind.

" Lets…"

"— break up." She said.

I couldn't look away from those cow tits hanging under that sketchy uniform of hers.

…

I remembered a girl, someone who I thought was bearable by sane standards, reminded me of an old flame I had.

A good personality, a good kid, but then like all woman turn out in these kind of codes.

"…"

Some boring old man decided to prey on them, and this guy was shaken from the words she said.

' Let's break up.'

I'd rather stare at those balloon-like tits, than follow through a hentai plot.

What the fuck does she expect me to say, it sounded rather exhausting, but those boobs, how the fuck do people stand straight with those kind of tits.

I wouldn't be surprised if it bursts yellow and red after being pricked by something sharp.

While I thought that her portions were kind of big, she looked like those edgy piece of shits who got their heart broken.

She had been looking at me for some time, when I saw she was sad, that's when it killed my fun as I remembered everything she did before this moment.

I can't remember the amount of times she had been holding onto a relationship with the mc, while being fucked by their coach.

"…" It reminded me too much about my life.

I felt the movie tickets the mc bought for her in my hands.

" Were you doing something before this?" I asked her.

" Actually don't speak."

I couldn't stand the smell coming from her, maybe she was so used to the smell of cum, but from where I stood.

She was drenched in its cologne.

Her underwear was soaked too and then she caught my eyes.

" S-shouya-kun?"

I tried to think of this as just images on the screen, but to see it in front of you, smelling the shit that came of their clothes, and just them being unaware of it.

I could tolerate it, because I was used to the smell of corpses dumped in septic tanks.

"…"

" One bad fucking day." I bitched and moaned about my surroundings.

This bitch says something along the lines that being a pervert is in her nature, but I've roamed with fiends before, she was just a indoor bitch.

One of the whores who are easy to condition, but replaceable and here she was acting as if she was something valued.

That's funny.

I approached her body, If there was one thing good about the system, it's how the people around you were never on their guard.

How easy it is to just get close to them.

You'd never get a treatment like this where I'm from.

It wouldn't be so easy to wrap your arms around a girls waist, not before being shot on sight, but here, I could even slip my hand into her pussy and if she decided to resist.

I wouldn't get it.

There aren't killers here, but that body underneath her uniform. I felt my cock falling into her temptation.

The expressions she made and my fingers dancing inside of her.

I chose to ignore her words as I played with her.

The beauty of a woman was something to die for.

I raised her chin.

" Shouya—"

I lowered my head staring in her blue eyes.

I really wanted to fuck her, but when I saw her close her eyes.

I pulled away.

"…" her expression was to die for, confusion, realization and I think she saw the way I looked at her.

" You used me…" The tears that fell to her feet as if she couldn't believe something like this would happen.

What ever made those eyes run like a river. I chose to ignore it.

" Hm." I licked my fingers, dancing my tongue over, her disgusting liquids, not even hiding the disgust I had for her, as I licked the tips of my fingers and smiled.

" I think—— I need to—"

If this was the other time I woke up staring at a chicken getting banged then this to me.

Is like killing their children.

I stopped her from turning away from me and held her chin, I could not look away from those sad eyes and those lips of hers.

Temptation after temptation. All there was in me was a powerful desire to break her spine as I fuck her in to the hard ground.

Sex with a hint of violence was always my favorite drug.

" Does this remind you of something?" I spoke after I noticed her eyes unfocused as if she were drawn into a memory.

Her tongue lingered over my lips as she reacted to my scent to fuck her, to ravish her skin.

The way her eyes just lingered there, reminded me of the kiss she shared with the coach.

" He really polished you into a slut, didn't he? " Her eyes at the realization I had read her thoughts.

I held her closer with my fingers opening the back of her under wear and my hand slipping down that juicy big ass of hers.

"—-I don't care."

" Don't care?"

I opened my mouth and danced with her tongue.

She had this strange expression on her face as if shocked by something I must have said.

" This might be the day I die." I told her.

"…" I licked the side of her nose, and then her cheeks, loving her skin like one of my favorite candy.

Time slowed down as I feel my lust running out from me.

Over her shoulders. I whispered by her side.

" Let me tell you a story little girl." I rested my fingers inside of her

" One day there was a silly bitch who ran out on me, kind and beautiful like you, there was a time we loved each other."

"…"

" Then one day, I woke up to find her broken, suffocating on the cock of a black man."

"Mm…"

I pulled my fingers out of her soaked pussy and smiled.

[ You manifested a modified drug.]

"…" She looked down to her chest to a shade of red, then to the syringe in my hand and she just walked away.

" Shouy-" Her knees snapped to one side, her body fell straight into the hard ground.

" We normally use this in putting down large animals, like rhinos, elephants, sometimes wolves, we'd use a different medical drug on people, in a stable environment."

She took it standing.

" The process of a herbal medicine can be used to heal shallow wounds—" I recited some of my experience of my tests used on pawns, before we prepared them and ate them.

We'd loved to play a little game before the butchering process.

"—but if compressed and modified with a paralysis agent used for hunting rhinos."

I reached down to her head and widened her eye lids open with the half used chamber.

" We learned it could be used as a poison against people like you."

" What you are feeling, is the post-effects of Bliss."

" You can't speak or move, because of it.

I raised her head to look at me.

" The first injection is a false positive, but the second."

I showed her the chamber in my hand.

" Your senses will deteriorate as more time passes, It only gets worst if you believe it hurts, but you are a naughty piece of shit aren't you?"

I let the tip of the needle hang close to her iris, her eyes dilated and I knew she listened to every word.

I lowered the syringe.

" Your sight will fade."

" Sound will hurt you."

" The air your breathe will trick you in thinking it's poisoned."

" Your organs will reject liquid."

" Now I will say it one more time."

I wiped back the sweat from her head.

" Don't take it personally, You did nothing wrong here." I wiped her eyes.

"—-I enjoy hurting the things I like, and you're one of them."

My fingers roamed to the middle of her boobs.

" You are beautiful, I understand why he chose you instead of the others."

" You're meaty, easy to cut through, your body could go for 10 thousand silvers."

Because of bliss you are unable to show emotions or expressions, you are nothing more than alive inside of a body you lost control over.

I lowered my head and kissed her lips.

" You're assuming that I'm going to fuck you like he did right?"

" Use your body to make me forget about this rage—-You think I'd force you to become addicted to only me?"

" People don't work like that my love."

" But I do understand how you turned out this way."

" We aren't as different as you may think."

I pulled her pants aside and stared at the trails of liquid slowly flowing down.

" It's not your fault at all Shouya-kun... at all.."

Her eyes looked away from the syringe then to me as I recited her rotten confession I remembered.

" It's all my fault…" I said in a different voice.

" I enjoyed being conditioned by our coach."

" The way he always made me suck his cock, and how my pussy can't ever forget it."

" I love it Shouya-kun."

" I don't care if anyone finds out."

" Shouya-kun—"

I raised my hand.

"— This is my true nature."

I just stabbed her again and again, never stopping and when I felt the syringe break in her eye.

I did not stop.

I pushed my fist further and further.

Bliss didn't allow the body to function, so anything a normal person would do to escape, all pain is converted into a state of extreme pleasure.

It tricked the mind into thinking anything that hurts you, is comforting you.

So I gave her love.

"—-AHHHH!!!!!"

All she did was stare with that one eye as I struck her, no sound, no reaction, just her body trembling from being beaten again and again.

I screamed out her pain for her to hear, to separate her from the effects, in that head as she is split between extreme pleasure and logic.

All that's left inside is fucking evil.

"—-"

This is.

Really.

Really.

Fun.

…

I couldn't remember how long I had played with her body.

Sometimes I needed a watch to understand my surroundings or else I would never know.

The sky was a different shade of blue, maybe 2 minutes?

I picked out the small pieces of glass from my skin as someone approached me.

And older man, in his 40's, more jacked than the black man, but his legs, well chicken feet.

He had this fade and a Hitler hair do.

And I just brushed off the blood on my shirt. I wasn't concerned if anyone found the girl, in fact I wasn't concerned if anyone did show up.

One of my bad habits from being in the system was that I was so used to having bodies around base, because I was always being raided. I just didn't really care anymore.

It was my home after all, I didn't care about cleaning the rubbish.

His eyes never left her body, her bruises and the dried blood over her naked body, because I just finished fucking her some of my cum was still oozing out into the blood.

I noticed how he stared at her tits and her thighs, then her hair.

" Shouya." I was called by the name of someone who wasn't me.

So I just gave him my attention.

He looked at me dead in the eye.

" You are going to pay for what you had done."

" Oh—-" I caressed my ass.

"—-Are you going to rape me too?"

I stood up to his retaliation and looked at him dead in the eye, I knew he was unease by it, my body was the boys name Shouya, but my mind was different.

But he sensed it, like how all life stay on guard to something dangerous.

He did not approach.

"…"

" What? You won't even attempt to fight for her."

"..." I chuckled.

I reached into her socket and ripped out her eye violently.

The shattered eye ball of Akane bleeding in my hand was like an ignition to spark the moment.

He charged straight for me. He looked nothing more than a wolf running straight towards me, mindless, without thought.

I ripped Akane up to my body and held her in front of him.

I licked the wounds I left on her, and he stopped, noticing how she was still breathing.

"…"

I pushed the shard of glass and held it to the side of her throat holding her head.

He could not bear it anymore, now that he saw her alive, his anger slowly faded and he was worried for her.

" Are you angry at me Shouya?"

I laughed.

" Have we met before?"

He looked at me.

" Do I look like a Shouya?"

" Dumb bitch."

I raised the glass.

" I ain't falling for that."

I stabbed her throat 5 times and then I ran straight for him.

After I carved her throat he went mad like a rhino.

I couldn't tell the difference really, but I dodged him from taking a hold of me and sliced at his heels, his arms, making sure that this fucker did not catch me with his build.

He had power, and landed a blow to my right eye, but all I could think about was to keep going, to kill what is in front of me and never let it breathe again.

His rage allowed me to get closer in hurting him, his neck, his armpits.

I know I wasn't a good fighter, but it's different when you have executed people before.

You aren't phased by threats or people, because you have a certain understanding what was and was not dangerous by feeling.

I couldn't sense anything from him. So I kept cutting.

I held on tight and just kept stabbing, his ribs, his shoulder blade.

I kept slicing, because I was not quick enough go for his throat or ears and this fucking body was exhausting to be in.

All this fucker did with his life is played sports. It was the worst body to be in when it came to lasting in quick fights.

The man was just more better, but he'd never actively killed someone before.

I preyed on that weakness.

I could surround him and cut him in places I should never be able to get to.

With someone with a build like his.

He was just big, not dangerous.

Every time he rushed forward. I ran straight forward too. It put him off that no matter how much he had hurt me, or how he had dropped me to the ground.

I could still take him on even if it looked like I was suffering against him.

I went for the nerves in his arms if I was able to, cut, slice when ever he reached out his arms, I'd cut down deep and drag down and pull out quickly.

The closer he got, the more numb my body felt when I tried to get him down.

The mother fucker heaved and gasped for air, I was in a far more worse situation than he looked, but his body acted as if we were the same.

That's the moment I heard police sirens echoing in the air and the man laughed darkly something about the look on his face made me laugh.

Hearing the police sirens. I walked over to the girl.

" Stop it! Shouya! Surrender yourself!"

I stomped on her face, crushing her chin, snapping her spinal cord with my boots and stabbed her body a few more times.

As the mother fucker spouted bull shit out of his lips, I know what the fuck this situation meant for me.

I won't let it happen again.

I dug into her eye for glass shards, looking for the thickest piece.

I did not want to live in this place.

If I lived longer.

I pulled the glass shard against my throat and heard it crack as it ripped against my neck, but it just shattered.

I got mad when I felt it broke again, but it was too late to stop the process.

I dug my fingers into the small hole I felt and I ripped it all apart with the only strength, I could feel myself muster.

I wasn't going to die as quickly and then when I saw men in black uniform running with their guns drawn approaching me.

I looked at them and the coach who was forced behind the men.

" Get down! Now!"

Three men walked forward with their pistols surrounding me.

I held my throat and walked forward.

I thought of running at one of them if I had a knife they would definitely shoot.

I did not have a weapon to intimidate them and I looked easy to put down.

I just didn't have energy, to go through with any plans now.

The stupid thing I did to my throat sealed my fate.

I wasn't sure if I would die, maybe they will try to heal me.

As if I will fucking let them.

They began to slowly approach me, looking over the body of the girl.

I stared to the men who surrounded me, their cologne that came of their bodies.

I looked at one mother fucker who reached out to grab me.

I heard myself heaving with a whistle.

Then I saw the man I carved up, he looked at me with immense rage.

The way they thought things will turn out the way the wanted is what kept me from showing them I was hurt or in pain.

I couldn't let them see it.

So I laughed darkly and looked away from him.

I couldn't feel anything apart from the pain from the laughter.

Some fucker got the jump on me from behind.

They forced my head into the ground and tried to get something on my hands.

I heard some commotion over my head, the police and the coach seemed to be arguing about something.

" You! I'll kill you!"

The guys above let go, and I managed to see how he aimed a loaded gun at us.

" Put it down! Now!"

I laughed again.

" Haha—" My body just couldn't stop shaking.

Was this fucker in love with her? Aha, It's funny, really funny.

Sometimes I forget, that NTR bastards are just an imitation of real people.

He was shaking, the cops around him intimidated him into lowering his weapon, the way they were able to manage to persuade him as he cried.

" AHAHHA——"

" AHAHHAA——"

" Help me! Help!" I screamed in a different voice.

" AHAHAHHAAH"

In the end he raised the gun and fired at us.

Gun shots went off on both sides, and my mind was just in a dark place.

Whether a bullet hit me or not.

I wouldn't know.

All I know is that before I was in a dark place, I heard guns shots over my head.

- You have died.

[ Your time in this world has ended.]

[ You can relive this moment by syncing your construct with this worlds code in your next transfer.]

[Do you wish to try again?]

[Yes] or [ No]

…

I need a new soul and some good drugs, my mind is rotting from all this shit.