Ghoul life

Ghoul life

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Kill or be killed, that's the thought proses of a girl named Kiseki Mayku. She was born a one eyed Ghoul in the 20th ward, her father being a human and her mother the ghoul. She lived decently happy up until her 6th birthday when her mother was targeted by doves and she was kill right along side her father. Kiseki was able to get away from the doves and from that day forward she tried her best to fit in with humans while at night she hunted for food. She was carful but despiser her hatred for humans she decided to start going to school When she was about 14 years old. She did her best to stay away from humans but was drawn to two boys in her class, brothers, one named Kea Himura and the other Kirai Himura, they ended up friends. Kiseki was closed off at first but soon warmed up to them. Not only was she friends with a human of all things but she also began working at a coffee shop called Anteiku that's run by ghouls.
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They used my vulnerability against me. They used that weapon, to make me accept their stupid idea. And I of course, accepted it, I didn't even know what they were going to do. They tugged and poked and even shoved their disgusting finger in your wound, just to see you cry. To see you change. No pitty in their eyes. They just continue. They drag you around with metal chains, hit you and turn you into a experiment. But I had enough of the tugging, the clawing, the moaning, the crying and pleading for them to stop, but simply feeding them with our pain. They turned me into something, that neither do they know what I am. Their afraid of me, of my reflexes, my strength. I killed a lot of them. They say I have a cold heart, that I don't feel nothing. That's why they call me: Death -----------------------------------------************************************--------------------------------------------- Death. A teen girl, pitch black hair, black eyes, white skin. Her height is 5'8. People are scared of her, not just because of her strength but because of they way she kills. She lived in this hell hole, where they take her to rooms. Examine. Fight. She knows she won't be able to entertain them for long. She decides to run. Soul. Brown hair as mud, blue eyes as the sky. Hight 6'2. Tanned and toned body. Death's best friend in the hell hole they're in, he's as cold as she is. But shows a bit of sympathy. Well... More than her at least. He's been there for her, ever since she entered this place of crap. They're the two most feared. As some people say, they're a perfect couple. Killing. Fighting. Cold hearted creatures. Also known as D and S. Why? That's what your going to find out, joining this adventure with D and S.

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