THIS IS PART TWO OF TWO. If you've yet to read through Act One, I suggest you do that first.
Most days, you can find Mizuki Nekoyama in Hell, creeping through pitch-black passages, disabling deadly traps, and avoiding even-deadlier monsters.
But that's the job of a Scout; highly-trained and extremely-capable individuals willing to brave the Depths in exchange for money, power and prestige. Most often, however, their careers are cut short between heartbeats if they let their guard down for just a single second.
For the past five years, Mizuki, or 'Zen', has lived with the guilt that comes with losing her friends and lover inside one of the nation's Dungeons, and has searched far and wide for the person she believes is responsible for their tragic demise.
She might be obsessive, compulsive, brutal, and slightly crazed, yet its exactly those traits which will allow her to progress in her mission; track down her quarry; and along the way found an organization capable of bringing entire nations to their knees.
(Note: Cover Art ripped from a Google search. Whomever the creator is has an amazing talent, and I hope they go on to do Many Great Things.)
DISCLAIMER, in BIG, BOLD LETTERS:
This fictional tale deals with topics including, but not limited to: Slavery, Brutal uses of Swords and Magic, Murder, Racism, Sex, LGBT-Q, Political Intrigue, Rape, Torture, Bloody Slaughter, and much, much more.
Naturally, there's also a lot of laughter, love, excitement, action, and suspense.
Comments and feed-back are always appreciated, as are shares, likes, votes, and other positive reinforcements. Trolls can just slink back under their bridges.
Life was dull, boring, and mechanical. I’ve always wondered if this would change. If something interesting will happen. I always hoped something interesting will happen. A falling meteor that would destroy half of town, an alien invasion, or even the Apocalypse. Anything, just to relieve me of this monotonous life I lead.
“Urgh,” I groaned as I reached over to turn off the alarm clock that sounded like a hundred sirens in the early hours of dawn. The golden sun hasn’t come out to expel the surrounding darkness yet. I figured it would take an hour more or so for the sun to show its shining face, so I decided to eat breakfast and take a bath first. But little did I know that today was the day that my life would change.
It was the day I met her.
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A short story.
Hey guys! This is my first try writing a pure romance story. I hope you'll like it. :D
This story will be rarely updated, since I'm busy with school and stuff. So, sorry in advance.
~Just Perfect
EDIT: As of 03/29/14 (arranged in this order: dd/mm/yy), this story has deviated from its original "pure romance," into something worth delving deeper into. Quite interesting. And because of this... "something worth delving deeper into," I have decided to continue the story with a PART TWO! Though that will have to wait until after Exile. Or maybe when I get tired of Exile and hope to continue this again. But either way, there WILL be a part two for those who want more zoophilia. Cheers!
03/31/14 (again, in the dd/mm/yy order): Added a simple cover. Will be using this until I am able to draw a better image resembling both of the girl's forms.
August 6, 2014: New cover. I like it.