Historias de Asukaryo

Why is it so hard to be human? All ryo wanted to do was be like akira. love, care, laugh, be normal. But I guess when youre a devil, life isnt that easy. ahaha what if you read it jkjk... unless also Im still working on a better cover and shit

Miki sees Ryo's wallpaper on his phone and asks him questions.

You, (Y/N), was a industrious yet savage girl that lived ordinarily in a small, isolated village on a coast of Japan. You had two close friends, both of which boys, called Ryo Asuka and Akira Fudo- one inhumanly intelligent and the other a crybaby. It was until Asuka had left to study in the States, since he had stated the education he received from your village was too poor for him. He was practically dragged away from you, shredding no emotion while leaving you sobbing on Akira's shoulder. "I hope we meet again." were his last words, atleast for a long time. ! Inspired by the anime 'Devilman Crybaby' by Go Nagai and Netflix. I do not own any characters featured in this fanfiction (except from (y/n)), nor do I with the pictures shown in each chapter. Thank you, enjoy the rest of this book! !

~ She was a stain in what would otherwise be a completely pristine room. [WARNING: sexual themes, violence.] {ryo centric.}

trigger warning; mildly graphic descriptions of death, gore, depressing themes. the reader (your) perception is written in second person. groundhog day; a situation in which events are or appear to be continually repeated. you are in love with ryo asuka, and he knows it, at least, you think he knows it. but after a tragic incident, you pass away, only to wake up in your bed like nothing happened. confused and dazed, you begin your day, only to find out it's the exact same sequence of events prior to your death. you are trapped in a time loop you cannot escape, and you are frightened of ryo not loving you at all like he did before. you try your best to make him, and people around you, understand that you're not playing pretend. you must uncover the truth before insanity takes you. dejá vù has become an excruciating reality. it's ground hog day.