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Tom X Reader (AU) !SEQUEL!

Title: I don't remember.

Plot: I love you. (I'm just going to stop putting these in now)

Whoot Whoot.

Also, updates are going to be slow.

You may get the maze runner vibes from this. I'm not sorry, I love them all so much and if you haven't seen them yet or read the books, please do they are really good :)

Art by me (finally)



Sorry, this doesn't really relate to the story but I really like this. (I'm going to hate it sometime soon now however ;-;)
(Update: I hate it now 👌👍)

ANYWAY
You guys asked for a sequel, so here you go.

Whoo, lemons up ahead, 7 in a row, heck yeah!

Enjoy!
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The horrid disease that reached out to every place on this planet called earth finally opened the eyes of the entire world as everyone noticed that no matter how they try, no one is perfect, or safe, anymore. And so, because the true identity of 'life' shined through and down upon us all, everyone began to panic. Many fell to their knees, praying, hoping, screaming, even crying and pleading for there to be some way out of this horrid nightmare we were all tied into.

Most people thought that the 'end of the world' would never happen, they believed that if there was any signs or possibility that we are all going to die, or the classic Zombie apocalypse was to come, they without a doubt believed that 'we' could stop it. Sadly, they were wrong, the main reason being even if they did believe we could stop the end coming, 99% off those didn't even bother to lift a finger to help, but rather left it for everyone else to run around to solve the problem. That 1% that did help out discovered rather instantly that there was no hope for humankind.

This was the end for us.

Of course, because people were panicking, fights broke out, more wars started frequently, each time getting worse than the one before. Soon half the population of earth were dead, and those who were 'lucky' to be 'virus free' were constantly at each other's throat.

Religion was also a massive thing now, nearly everyone believed that this was some kind of sick joke or a punishment for our sins from God and so they tried their very best to try and 'appeal' to him, in order to be saved.

When the first sign of people rising from their graves began to arise, panic struck us all, like knives being plunged into another innocent victim of reality. At first, everything seemed to be fine, they contained the 'infected' area while running tests to find a solution to help us, thankfully they found a cure.

But, that cure had a flaw, like most things in life.

Take this for example, if you will, imagine getting this virus, being one of its victims, to rip you apart, to make you mentally ill before actually turning into a monster so horrifying, so... disturbing, that you no longer functioned in the way a human should. You would have temptations, ones you have never got before, but because you have lost your mind to a point you don't even recognize yourself as a human being, you give in. Just, Imagine.

But if before you turned into this monstrous freak of nature, you could be cured, you could try and live normally again. You wouldn't have to worry. That was if, it didn't happen again. In order for you to be cured, however, you needed not only someone willing to help you out but the right one.

You see, the cure was found in the blood. It could be extracted and could save a person's life, yet, it was really rare to find those individuals, a great majority were captured so they could have multiple tests ran on them, for hours on end. The very few entities that were mostly taken from a younger age, had tests ran on them, then they continued to conduct multiple amounts of sequences where they would be verified.