Gundham Tanaka X Kazuichi Souda NSFW Lemon // pet play and heavy lemon warning

Poison Love

I didn't always have this despair...

There had been endless misery in my life

But this...

This was true despair

What could I do?

It was too late to change things

It was too late to start over

There was an expanding emptiness

A black hole of spiralling despair

My talent was losing relevance

My services would not be needed much longer

I came to you

And you showed me otherwise

~*~

Despair had spread like a virus. The world was at war with itself. No purpose behind it.  Just war. There was no end in sight. Although quite a few still held hope in their hearts, it was too late. The final steps to destroy the remaining hope were taking shape. The city was crumbling. One building remained, albeit rusty and worn down. A rusting fence surrounded the facility, where automatic machine gun turrets were sitting, inactive before a large bolted metal door. Hope's Peak Academy. Not many had seen it recently, and considering that the start of the worst despair inducing incident was here, who would? But this day, under a dusty red sky, a small group of people walked to the metallic door of Hope's Peak. There was a moment of silence as the slowly forming group started to sit on the nearby rubble.

It was Super High School Level Despair. Returning to the place that their master plan had been first been hatched, they sat down on chunks of concrete and removed their masks. The conversation was despairing. Everyone compared their dark deeds as more and more people arrived. It was pretty much decided that Sonia had managed to use her skill to cause the most despair. Her home country had been eradicated completely by civil war and corruption. She risked being overthrown as ruler to do so, and knew she'd get high praise from their leader for taking such a risk.

The 12 members sat around for a while afterwards, slowly becoming bored out of their minds. It was then that they noticed that one was missing. They then assumed that an accident happened and that this member was dead. Considering who it was, no one would be surprised. Gossip had circulated about how their skill was something anyone could do, and that he wasn't much use anymore due to his limited resources.

"Oi! What's that smell?" Owari's exclamation caught everyone's attention and they looked around.

"Ugh. What a terribly despairing odor." Komaeda held his head and sighed.

Everyone was in agreement about that. The scent was a mix of blood, sweat, and death. In the distance, a silhouette was visible. A man, upon drawing near, rather tall of stature, body thin but well built, hair a mess and hanging in front of his face, eyes cold and emotionless. With a large falcon perched on his bloody, bandaged, and outstretched left arm, Gundam Tanaka had finally arrived. All was silent except for the flapping of his worn down scarf in the wind. Once his eyes were in view, a certain luckster broke the silence.

"You're a bit late to the party, Tanaka-san. The last one here, at that!" Gundam didn't respond to him; he just kept walking towards the sealed door, attempting to isolate himself from the others presence as he'd done on previous encounters. His steps were heavy and his pace was sluggish. . "Tanaka-san?" He still didn't respond to Komaeda's comments..

"Hey, weirdo!" This time the voice was Saionji's. Even after all this time,she had an attitude. "You deaf or something? We're talking to you! Are you off in your little fantasy world again?" He stopped walking when he got in front of her. "What's the matter. Cat got your tongue?" He was used to it by now. They weren't really trying to talk to him, was his just salt in reopened wounds.