*Disclaimer this Fanfiction is just for fun and I don't own Doraemon and any of it's charcter, they are Fujiko Fujio's original work. If any of you is hurt by this Fanfiction then I'm really sorry*
A/N: I'm a new author, if my writing don't satisfy you and if you find any fault in my English then please do comment, otherwise how would I know if I'm wrong and have to improve. Thank you😊!
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In an abandoned building, an young man was being chased by some humanoid-looking creatures. They had Crimson red skins, their muscles looked shredded and they had a really hideous looking face.
The young man who was being chased looked really pale and on his left arm was a really lethal looking bite mark and blood was coming out of it, His arm looked like it will fall off any second and he looked really exhausted and his face looked like he had have gave up on life. He thought to himself 'Just how much longer do I have to run from these demon b*stards.....even if I die today I will take you motherf***ers down with me!'
And he took out his black coloured katana which had a long crack on it's blade, which then started glowing Crimson hue. After some time those humanoid looking creatures were laying on a corner of the building, one was missing a head and other two were missing a limb each and had a hole dug through their head.
The young man was sitting in another corner of the building now missing his left hand blood was gushing out of his hand but he didn't panic, his complexion was pale but he had a solemn look on his face. He was looking straight , eyes losing focus now and then. He was thinking 'Finally this shi*y 28 years old life of mine is coming to an end, it's been 16 years since I started surviving this f**king hellhole and lost so many people. Mom, Dad, Satoshi....., Seina forgive me and I'm coming to you all' and just like that his eyes lost it's light!
The End
Now..... that's how it was supposed to go right? Guess no, life had something else for me in the store....