Coco Bandicoot Stench

In a world where reality is warped and blood stains the ground, the crash of a mysterious spaceship seventy years ago birthed a generation that knows only terror and despair. Anomalies have twisted the landscape into a living nightmare, where death is ever-present and the air is thick with the stench of decay. The survivors, born into this unforgiving hell, are driven by a desperate need to uncover the dark secrets of their origins. With every step, they delve deeper into a world shrouded in fog, where the line between life and death is razor-thin, and hope is a distant memory

BL (Boys Love ) This is a quick transmigration story. A powerful pair of host and system they are on world hopping journey. A young man who is emotionless through this journey he will learn all human emotions and love. Zhao Yuan: "let's start our missions." System 999/COCO: "yes host."

In a world ravaged by seven years of relentless war, nations have crumbled and civilization teeters on the brink of extinction. The relentless Shadow Army, led by ancient and malevolent gods, has brought death and devastation, reducing once-proud cities to ruins. Amidst this chaos, a desperate alliance known as the Frontier emerges, uniting the remnants of humanity, demons, elves, and angels in a final bid for suvival. As the war grinds to a bloody stalemate, Alexander, a soldier haunted by the brutal realities of conflict, finds himself in the fortified city of Pingyao. Here, he encounters Dr. Jin, a mad scientist whose eccentric genius might hold the key to turning the tide. Dr. Jin reveals the harrowing history of the Shadow Gods and the legendary Eight Blades forged to that could destroy the universe and make everything cease to exist but also rewrite it. Where the clash of steel and gun powered echoes through desolate landscapes and the cries of the fallen pierce the air like daggers, brutality reigns supreme. Blood flows freely, staining the earth crimson as warriors meet in deadly combat, their every strike infused with the raw fury of battle. Amidst the chaos, Alexander stands as a soldier, his sword cut down foes. Each blow he delivers is rage of violence, cutting through flesh and bone with merciless precision. Limbs are severed, bodies rent asunder, as Alexander's wrath knows no bounds. Doing the great battle 7 years ago against Azrael, Eve mysteriously disappeared in turn cause the apocalypse. Across the wasteland, survivors cuts a swath of destruction upon one another, blood flowing like river with the bodies of men, women, and children, with each day leaving a trail of carnage. As the battle rages on, the intensity of the violence only grows, each combatant driven by a primal urge to survive at any cost. Bodies pile up like cordwood, the stench of death hanging heavy in the air as the clash of steel continues unabated. In this crucible of bloodshed, there is no room for mercy or remorse. Only the strong survive, their will forged in the fires of war, their hearts hardened by the brutality of combat. And in the end, only the victor will emerge from the fray, their triumph measured in the bodies of the fallen. by ancient grudges, "Lost Honor" follows the journey of Eve, a once-powerful warrior stripped of her abilities and thrust into a conflict of cosmic proportions. As she navigates the treacherous landscape of alliances and betrayals, Eve grapples with lost memories and the burden of mortality, haunted by the ghosts of her past. Amidst the chaos, a mysterious figure known as Erebus plots to conquer Earth, unveiling a sinister plan that could spell doom for all. With the fate of the world hanging in the balance, Eve must confront her own demons and forge unlikely alliances in a desperate bid to save humanity. As old enemies resurface and new threats emerge, Alexander & Eve's journey becomes a relentless horror of tragedies of blood and death.

Visceral jolts of electricity course through my veins, sending signals of pain up my arms and even further to the rest of my body, smoking, burning and scorching my upper chest, neck and both of my arms not even giving me a second of rest. With the cold air of the sea gliding over my still smouldering wounds, the stench of burnt flesh invades my nostrils. As my vision starts to blur, my eyes drift towards a flag flying in tangent with the waves, the colours so distinct they still stay with me to this day, a dark crimson, a jet black and frost white being sparingly used.

Since you are still alive leona let continue from where we stopped, no my lord please it still hurts before i could complete my word he kissed me so roughly,grappling my breast with his hand, and squeezing it so hard that I felt like dying , it hurts please my lord, call my name leona, Please my lord, now leona, roi, he entered is rode deep inside me filling me up, you don’t know how warm and good inside of you feel and I don’t mind dying inside of you, he spread my legs wider entering deeper inside of me ,please my lord stop, my name leona, he starting moving his hip vigourasly, I will make you shout my name until you can’t anymore .the more I begged him to stop,the faster he moved his hip. you keep on asking me stop but you pussy is sucking me so hard, what about this you if you ask me to fuck you harder and more deeper may be I will eject inside of you and I will stop filling you up, what do think leona and if you don’t want I will fuck you up until am satisfied and you should know that it is very hard for me to get satisfied ,please my lord, it seem like you are enjoying it then l will continue , no please I will say what you want, then start begging me Leona , fuck me harder and fill me up, he put a pill in my mouth and said as you wish he started moving his hips more faster than before, his kisses became more rough, and l strangely liked it.I started feeling hot and my body became too sensitive,i didn’t know what I was saying but my body was needy

Kevin’s story takes a dramatic turn as he is thrust into a world of magic and chaos, but far from the heroic fantasy he once idolized. His transformation from a mere reader of epic quests to a central figure in one of his own sets the stage for a dark, twisted tale of power and ambition. Kevin, now reincarnated as a lowly goblin, faces a grim reality that shatters his former illusions. Goblins, often depicted as weak, expendable, and despised, are his new kin. This stark contrast from the brave knights and legendary heroes he once admired ignites something fierce within him. Kevin refuses to accept his fate as a background character, and instead, he sets out to turn this new life into one of dominance and power. The cavernous goblin den, filled with the stench of decay and the squabbling of lesser creatures, serves as the catalyst for Kevin's resolve. Disgusted by his tribe’s pitiable existence, Kevin makes a choice: if he must live as a goblin, he will live as the strongest one. He will not only survive—he will conquer.

"Never fall alone." Taking those words to heart, was a young soldier. The battle stormed on as reinforcements from both sides arrived. Left and right, allies and enemies alike, fell. Before long, each side was exhausted; the atmosphere was moist in blood, and the air stenched of corpses. The young soldier shouted out in determination as he realized his allies were losing. The young soldier and fellow soldiers watched as his enemies shouted gleefully; reinforcements had come. The battle would not end to their liking. "For the kingdom!" A friendly soldier shouted. "For our friends!" Another voice screamed. "For our families!" One echoed. "For our lives!" One ended. Then, the chanting soldiers were plowed through, limbs dismembered, heads decapitated, and lives destroyed. But still, the young soldier stood strong; his sword was tall, and his spirit was wild.

The moonlight filtered through the large windows of Li Qiang's penthouse, casting a silvery glow over the room. The city lights twinkled in the distance, a stark contrast to the dark world they both inhabited. Xin Yi stood by the window, her silhouette framed by the night sky, lost in thought. Li Qiang entered the room quietly, his presence commanding yet gentle. He approached her, his footsteps barely making a sound on the plush carpet. "Xin Yi," he called softly, his voice a deep, soothing rumble. She turned to face him, her eyes reflecting a mix of determination and vulnerability. "Yes, Mr. Gou?" she replied, her voice steady despite the turmoil inside her. He stepped closer, his gaze intense and unwavering. "You don't have to call me that when we're alone," he said, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "Call me Li Qiang." Xin Yi's heart skipped a beat. She had seen him in his most ruthless moments, but this side of him was different—softer, almost tender. "Li Qiang," she repeated, the name feeling foreign yet familiar on her tongue. He reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair from her face. His touch was surprisingly gentle, sending a shiver down her spine. "You've been through so much," he murmured, his eyes searching hers. "I see the strength in you, but I also see the pain." Tears welled up in her eyes, but she blinked them away, refusing to let them fall. "I have a mission," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I can't afford to be weak." Li Qiang cupped her face in his hands, his thumbs brushing away the tears that escaped. "Strength isn't about never breaking," he said softly. "It's about finding the courage to keep going, even when you're broken." For a moment, the world outside ceased to exist. It was just the two of them, standing on the precipice of something neither could fully understand. Xin Yi felt a warmth spread through her, a feeling she hadn't allowed herself to experience in a long time. Li Qiang leaned in, his breath warm against her skin. "Let me be your strength," he whispered, his lips inches from hers. "Let me help you carry the weight." Xin Yi closed her eyes, her resolve wavering. She had come here for revenge, but in this moment, all she wanted was to lose herself in his embrace. She felt his lips brush against hers, a tentative, gentle kiss that spoke of promises and unspoken desires. She kissed him back, her hands finding their way to his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart. It was a kiss filled with longing and desperation, a silent plea for solace in a world filled with chaos. When they finally pulled apart, both were breathless, their foreheads resting against each other. "This changes nothing," Xin Yi said, her voice trembling. "I still have a mission." Li Qiang nodded, his eyes filled with understanding. "I know," he replied. "But maybe, just maybe, we can find a way to navigate this together." As they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, the lines between love and duty blurred, leaving them both wondering what the future held. Jang Xin Yi's world shattered the night her parents were brutally murdered. Consumed by vengeance, she infiltrates a ruthless mafia organization, posing as a bodyguard. Her mission: gather evidence and dismantle the syndicate from within. But her resolve wavers when she meets Li Qiang, the enigmatic and feared underboss. As she navigates this perilous world, Xin Yi is confronted with horrors that test her every step—the nauseating stench of death, gruesome torture chambers, and the brutal reality of Li Qiang’s actions. Despite the terror, Xin Yi remains determined to see her mission through. Will her thirst for revenge triumph, or will love and danger alter her path forever? Li Qiang commands respect through sheer terror. But when he hires a fearless martial artist who speaks her mind, his curiosity is piqued. Soon, he discovers the truth—his new bodyguard is a woman in disguise.

Within a desolate realm, where discarded worlds were stitched together, a rupture tore open, releasing a small child into this fragmented expanse. Above him, the sky revealed three eerie moons, while an ominous black mass loomed ominously in their wake. Disoriented and engulfed by a putrid stench, the child awakened amidst a swamp, its twisted trees groaning under an oppressive haze. In the distance, the echoing caws of crows intensified the sense of foreboding. To the child's bewilderment, a haunting figure emerged, laboring behind a cart laden with lifeless bodies. Fear and confusion grip the child's heart as he began to grapple with the enigma of his own existence. Who was he, and what dire fate led him to this grim landscape? The grinning figure drew closer, exacerbating the boy's terror. Unbeknownst to him, his journey would unveil a profound transformation—an ascent to become the embodiment of fear itself, or perhaps... a beacon of hope amidst the encroaching darkness.

Harry, an ordinary young man from a mundane background, stumbles upon a hidden world where individuals possess the extraordinary ability to cultivate immense power. granted a mysterious system, he discovers that he can advance his cultivation by killing beasts. [Congratulations, you have slain the Deathless Dragon.] [Level up.] ... ... [Congratulations, you have slain the Lion King.] [Level up.] ... As he slays more powerful creatures, Harry's strength grows exponentially. [soul body has been granted] [soul contract has Been granted:you can control anyone you want] ... With the system's relentless support, Harry ascends to unparalleled power, emerging as an invincible hero. His ultimate challenge arises as he confronts the menacing foreign race known as the Dakis, threatening the very fabric of his world. Armed with his newfound abilities and unwavering determination, Harry becomes the greatest champion in the epic battle against this formidable foe. ------ Set in a modern cultivation world teeming with diverse abilities, join Harry's riveting journey of growth, power, and heroism. **Daily Updates:** - 1 chapter per day, 7 chapters per week. - Bonus chapter for every 50 power stones. Dive into a saga of relentless ambition and boundless power, where ordinary beginnings ignite the path to extraordinary destinies.

Chu Siyan dashed through the dark hallway. An eerie fog spread around him carrying a distinct stench of blood. An uneven sound of footsteps started to run after him. He started to tremble. “no I am not scared… nothing can scare me.. nothing ca….” A gnarly face stood right in front of him peering down into his eyes. long black hair over the figure’s face. through the wispy stands a pair of red eyes looking his way unblinking. The nasty brown blood dripped down from its mouth dripping on his face. Chu Siyan froze. “Oh fuck…” He turned tail and ran. The ghost caught up with him. It’s grimly hands reached out to grab a hold of his hand. “Jun!” He screamed out loud. A bright light stopped the stick-like hand before it touched his skin. A young man in a black trench coat hurried to him and hugged him close to his body. “Are you okay?” “Y-yeah.. no.. I think I’m traumatized for life. Those things are scary as fuck. did you see its face?” The young man smiled. “There is nothing to fear. I’m here,” Chu Siyan smiled and glanced back. his smile froze right after he met the man’s pupil. They were pure white. ‘Fuck.. I think I fell into another ghost’s trap…’ he struggled violently. “Struggling is useless. Just give your heart to me Siyan~” “No fucking way in hell!!”  

At Borobudur in Indonesia, a young archaeologist named Elena accidentally discovers an ancient manuscript and gains a mysterious power. The manuscript records a legend about a mysterious treasure. As she delves deeper into the investigation, the ancient legends and reality gradually intertwine. She must face threats from the modern world and solve the ancient mysteries to protect this cultural heritage.

A missing body of a prince and a dead body of a Queen at the Royal party. Princess Hazel lost her mother at an early age and she grew up with a step mother who was heartless like his father. At a royal party she is framed for murder by princess Lama and princess Lydia who also thinks she is the one who sent intruders to attack her. This fueled up a war between five kingdoms who were in peace. let's find out who will save her and how

‘My enemy, my friend, my love, my pain. He was everything and more to me. My protector and my warden. Most importantly, especially for you, he was my leash.’ ________ Ísar Jovevski, the King of Ogronevia. Praised as a good king, a blessing from the gods, a mighty king. Kind and benevolent king. The greatest King in the kingdom’s history, never mind that his bloody ascension was a bad omen. A man holding a darkness that could consume him as well as everyone around him, if not for his childhood friends. If not for his love for Xinghua Li. Imperial Son Li Xinghua of the Qianlong Empire. A prince, a martial artist, a warrior and Ísar’s childhood friend. The only person in the world that was able to make Ísar nervous and stumble over his words. He loved him. A kind of love where he could not breathe nor exist if the other were not in his life. The kind of love where one’s heart jumped to the throat from a mere smile. The kind of love that turned into a double-edged sword. Where if it were lost—no—broken, the pieces would harm all. And none could’ve avoided the cuts of its shards. _______________ [Excerpt] The shores were stained with thick, black blood. The stench of rotten corpses filled the air as the ocean’s breeze swept over his kneeling form. Ísar stared at the endless void that was the ocean. He barely registered the tears running down his cheeks as he watched the sun rise. The celestial source slowly moved high above his little kingdom and Ísar continued to stare. The screams coming from behind him were muffled background noise. “My King! My King, please! Please spare me!” He didn’t know who that was. The voice was familiar but nothing came to mind. It didn’t matter, in the end. Nothing truly mattered anymore. He squeezed the old and worn out plush toy close to his chest. The fabric was tearing and the little ox toy had never looked uglier. He stared down at it and with a sad smile and teary voice, he said, “You don’t smell like him anymore. Nothing smells like him anymore. Please come back. Please. I miss you, my big star. I miss you.” _________ Inspired by Edgar Allen Poe and Gothic Themes [FKRV is a tragedy fantasy romance with both positive (found family, childhood friends, first loves) and negative themes (loss, grief, loneliness, suicidal ideation, murder). There will also be more mature chapters in the future which I’ll put a R18 warning for. Happy reading!]

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A soul that exuded the pungent stench of blood was trapped in the river of reincarnation Not accepting the fate of death, his primitive instincts came to the surface. Fighting against the pressure exerted on his soul, his soul was about to break, but suddenly he found himself in the body of a noble teen, who was considered the trash of the Crimson family. English is not my first language, so may have some mistakes :p

Layla Hunter loses her parents at the age of twelve and is left to be raised by her paternal grandmother Coco Hunter after all her father's wealth and properties are taken away from them. Jade Owens on the other hand is raised by her single mother and grandmother after she was denied by her father even before she was born. Considering the fact that Coco Hunter and Stella Owens are cousins , both families come together under one roof. When the children grow up, Jade gets a waitress job while Layla chooses the thug street life with no job. Because of what she went through after her parents death, Layla grows up to be fearless, stubborn and rebellious with no weakness in terms of emotion. Because of her family pressuring her to get a job, Layla finds herself working in disguise as a man for a rich,proud and arrogant Actor, Liam Greyson. As if her boss' attitude isn't enough to get her pissed off,she has to deal with some of his family members who harbor hatred for her and she has to use her on the streets techniques to outsmart them. In the process, Layla learns about the death of her parents and who caused it. How will she react and what will she do to the murderer?

I was alone. brought up by a stranger disguised as my mother. I was different, somewhere inside I knew this. The desire of flesh and bone with a flame of heat brought me to the truth after that accident. 'The cold never felt so freeing in that night breeze with the stench of blood and the aroma of a single burning cigarette.' Who was I supposed to be? My body isn't the same. My taste buds in confusion and my mind lost in clouded sexaul desire. Something happened that day I was hit, some thing changed. 'I remembered that led copper taste of my own blood on that wet and cold, gravel surface.' I. Am. Not. Human. So who am I supposed to be now? ^^^^ A new world was opened. One hidden to normal eyes. Riku a young male, hit by a truck in the midst of two people fighting. What luck. Not only did he live through that hideous accident, things around him started to change. How lucky? Pushed into a hell one could only describe as their most surreal deja vù moments or nightmares. Riku can't afford not to trust. As what lies waiting in the shadows could very well be his death. He needs to learn how this new world works before he's their next meal. Or could they be his? (Other book titles; サイコとマニアック/ Psychos and Maniac's) Language: English (No translations avalible in other languages) Genres: Adult, Action, horror, supernatural, psychological, mature, abuse, monster, demi-god, sexual themes & nudity. recommended for mature audiences 16+ and over. Reader discretion is advised. All Rights reserved. Author: JK

The earth shattered violently on that fateful day, unleashing swarms of supernatural mosquitos with a bite that imbued powers - and Jamaica would never be the same. When a massive earthquake rocks the island, deep fissures rupture open spewing forth Coco Mosquitos carrying a mysterious parasitic venom. Those bitten find themselves unalive or gifted with incredible abilities - shapeshifting, dreadlock lightning, and more. But with these powers come great responsibility, and enemies arise to spread chaos. Now a group of gifted youths must embrace their destiny as Jamaica's next generation of heroes to defend their homeland from the dark forces threatening its future. A/N: Some dialogues are written in Jamaican dialect to capture the authenticity of the island's language. However the overall narrative is in standard English, which retains its readability. For better understanding of the dialect, you can view the basic glossary at the link below, but as you read the story, you'll come to grasp it very quickly. Link: https://www.patreon.com/posts/88160246

Series Complete! Thank you to all of my fans! I am happy you have chosen to enjoy the world I have created. Part Two of the series is now complete! Please be sure to stay tuned for new stories and content. **Trigger warning** This story contains references to non-consensual sex, sex work, Poly/Bisexual situations, mental-health issues, as well as depiction of self-harm and death. "My dreams seemed to pull me to you. Since I was a child, you were there, in my thoughts, protecting me, calming my fears. You were just a figment of my imagination until I saw you… and we made love for the first time… then you killed me." A fateful encounter with a vampyre changes Kavielle forever. Follow her journey to understand this magical connection to her would-be murderer, discovering love, and understanding if love really is pain... Kavielle wants to be able to forget her past and fall in love, but can she? Part 2 Finale now available! "My hands clawed at the dirt, not willing to wait for a shovel. This need for my answer was insatiable, and a bit of rain and dirt wouldn’t stop me. It couldn’t be her! A bit of cloth appeared in the pile, my heart clutching in my chest. I pulled at it, the cloth decomposed enough it ripped easily. A waft of stench overwhelmed my senses—it reeked of death and decay. Another round of sobs doubles me over, my hands still clawing manically at the dirt. Bits of debris stabbed under my nails; the soft flesh tearing, blood pouring from my hands. The mud caked to every part of me; I must have looked like a madwoman… But I had to know, was Madison really gone?" Kavielle pulled out of her self-made isolation and thrown back into the twisted, dark, world she had worked to get away from. Coming back to LA was the last thing she wanted to do, but sometimes, you have to pay a life debt to the people you love.

Alternative Name: The Max-Level Player’s 100th Regression On the dawn of a fresh New Year, an ominous figure emerged, shrouded in a guise of an angel but harboring the malevolence of a devil. With a chilling voice, it proclaimed, [Every month, you humans will be thrust into a perilous quest. Your survival hinges on overcoming 20 grueling rounds.] Suddenly, I found myself ensnared in this dangerous survival game, a grotesque merry-go-round where every turn carried the stench of death. Yet, I was not without any defenses. I possessed an unusual power: the power to regress 100 times, a chance to rewrite my fate. I stand on the precipice of my final regression, and I swear, ‘This time, I will conquer it. I will emerge victorious.’ I’m no longer the insignificant shuttle that I once was. Today, I shed my former self, the one who had reached the pinnacle of power. Today, I am reborn for the last time as Black Scythe, a rookie player, a novice that once again will be become the Grim Reaper!

Turpis wakes up in an unknown and terrifying cave with nothing but his phone. The stench of death and decay assails his senses as he struggles to get up. As he explores his surroundings, he encounters scenes of unimaginable horror - torture, mutilation, and death are commonplace, and the sounds of screams and growls echo through the darkness. As Turpis journeys deeper into this new environment he encounters monstrous creatures that he never thought existed. With every passing day, Turpis becomes more desperate to escape this nightmare. Will Turpis be able to overcome the horrors he faces and find a way back home?

In the mystical city of Lumineon, two prodigies, Seraphina Moonlight, and Ethan Nightshade, possess extraordinary musical talents. But as their enchanting music draws them together, they stumble upon the long-lost legend of the "Starstruck Sonata," said to hold immense power. Their quest leads to thrilling adventures, magical creatures, and ancient prophecies. Amidst jealous rivals and hidden agendas, Seraphina and Ethan must decide whether to protect or harness the Sonata's potential. As their bond deepens, a breathtaking performance awaits, transcending music and reality. Will they uncover the Sonata's secrets, or will darkness consume their harmony?

Geldal was a mere captain of the Avior Kingdom, or at least he used to be. After encountering an opportunity after almost dying in a war against the army of undead, he rose through the ranks and managed to become a member of the hero party. They fought, slept, wandered, and laughed together for 20 years in a land filled with the stench of rotten corpses. They managed to survive due to all of their strengths, but especially the revered hero, Arkhan. Arkhan was what you call the perfect hero. He was very, very strong even when compared to Geldal. Arkhan the Hero, Farlan the Sage, Ruth the Holy, and Geldal the Fiery, all supported each other and managed to reach the Death Incarnation. However, when Edmund and Farlan were injured, they all were ambushed by the rotten corpses of the Death Incarnation. Knowing that if anyone other than him dies, it will be impossible to kill the Death Incarnation, Geldal burned his body away to fight off the army of corpses. All he remembered of his fellow travelers were the shocked face of Arkhan, the frustrated look of Farlan, and the sobbing face of Ruth. He thought that his body was already burned to nothingness and his soul was already gone because of the fire he surged out in his final moments. However, fate plays an unexpected move on him. He wakes up from what felt like a very, very long slumber as a baby in a cave. "Have they killed the Death Incarnation?" was the first thought that comes to his mind. "No, more important than that, are they still alive?"," Or am I going to die again? But this time in vain?". Geldal was then picked up by a woman with leather armor on her. "What is a baby doing here?" she muttered as she picked him up and decided to take care of him. Geldal grew up and found out that the Death Incarnation has been slain, but other Incarnations have also woken up and the hero party went missing. Muren, with the memories of Geldal the Fiery, has now decided to embark on his second journey to find his fellow friends and to slay the Incarnations.

He lowers his right arm to grasp the outer lip of the old clawfoot tub his opposite arm girdles his heft gingerly into the sun soaked basin After bracing himself in he slowly arches his head back and lets out a beleaguered sigh There's a deep peace that washes over him the tranquil stream of the faucet lowers his guard as he eases the beer can helmet off his dome then once again fades into the night… —————————————————————— A Gus A McHaliburton Augustus McHaliburton Botched Medical records H’s to M’s 1950’s typewriters A distant father Shame, embarrassment A Jack Daniels helmet Innocent bystanders An aloof obedient wife Religious grief, undue reverence A deacon A Pastor A McMaliburton A Pastor McMaliburton A beer can helmet The stench of spilled beer Stained sepia Family Polaroids, memories The good times, the bad times All times A beer can helmet Capping the moments The light, the dark The lager, the stout Flowing, spewing In and out

“You have no choice. All you have to do is marry that disfigured guy, wait for him to die and take all his money. Do you understand me?” My body and face are full of bruises. I have no energy left. All I can do is obey my family request. The wedding night. I gasped. I do know that this guy is disabled, but I never thought it would be this bad. The room stench with a weird smell. He looks like a living corpse. ‘Well, I guess i need to take care of him since we are married.’ _____________Few months later He woke up. Even if it’s been years since he last opened his eyes, his face is still handsome and attractive. But.. “Why are you doing this? Why are you hugging me all of a sudden?!” “Can I have a kiss,” he said while staring at me like a lost puppy. And the first thing he asked for was a kiss?! ‘Doctor, I think there is something wrong with his head. He is so affectionate! We have never met before!!’ Sir, aren’t you supposed to be a tyrant?! SLASH I take back my words. He killed all of my family members.