The Unforgotten Love During the Chaos

TWO

It's so unexplainably creepy in here, but it's way creepier outside. Not gonna lie, but the sight of everything out there makes me throw up which I always end up doing by the way. The sight of broken limbs, detached body parts, blood, broken skin, and skulls, and vice versa. Who can even stand the sight? Especially such a sight of the people you grew up with. The people who played an important role in helping you become who you are today. The people you smiled, cried, shared, ate, and gathered with. The people who were your family, your loved ones, your neighbors, your friends, your relatives. How do you expect me to react to that?

I lost all that I had. With them gone, murdered, and hit by missiles right in front of me, my life lost its meaning. Everything ended for me. My life had lost its colors ever since the genocide started, but with the people who gave it meaning, I lost that too along the way. Now, I'm just a limp of bones and muscles, blood flowing through my veins, which is cold in its wake now.

I lost my identity, dammit, leave identity, I lost everything that mattered. Maybe that explains why I'm here in the Bangrael quarters where they conduct tests on the civilians who are to be turned into vampires to be protected from the radiation making the people of Taya wither in pain in its revive. 

Did you hear me say vampires and civilians? Well, yes, if you did, then, you surely heard me right because that's exactly what I said. VAMPIRES & CIVILIANS!

The Bangrael Army is converting its own people in Taya into Vampires using a technology that goes by the name "The Vampire Musk", short form, TVM. The Tayians who want to become a part of the Bangrael Army have to go through a series of tests and interviews etc to prove their loyalty to the Bangraelians and prove that no matter what, they won't go back against them and be by their side while they go through with the genocide burning Taya to ashes and vanishing every single Tayian who dares to stand up against the Bangraelians, shit, forget the standing up, the one who doesn't side with the Bangraelian Army in taking full control over Taya will be killed mercilessly too; which is happening anyway, mentioning for the record and increase in general knowledge, of course.

The painful groans and shouts of the Tayians are entering the lab through the tiny little window in this room. The researchers are taking full joy in hearing the pained voices while my heart is constantly being cut and bleeding the people I adored being in pain and have left the surface of the Earth for eternity. The reminder splits my heart into a million bits when someone brings my attention to them.

I look teary-eyed at an adult boy who wouldn't be more than 22 with eyes as blue as the sea, golden blond hair like a field of golden wheat, and white snow-like skin. My stomach flips at the sight in front of me. He's absolutely gorgeous and with that warm, easy-flowing smile marring his lips, his beauty is inexplicable. Never in my life have I seen a boy this beautiful, externally. I wonder what his soul is like. And with this question taking over my mind, his voice comes through asking my permission to take the empty seat next to me.