What it means to be Human? (Male Reader X Black Lagoon) - [ON HIATUS]

(REWRITING IN PROGRESS) You're alone, with no one to rely on, no one to trust, and no one to love. You survived out on the streets for as long as you can remember in your childhood, without parents or family.

You were born different from anyone. You were born with extraordinary talent and you were strong, powerful, fearless and most importantly dangerous. Some people say you're a gentle and kind-hearted soul who just happens to be unfortunate. Others will call you an emotionless, cold-hearted and merciless being that no one wants to mess with.

You always question yourself. What does it mean to be human? Is it even possible for humans to feel love or compassion? Or is it really possible that humans can coexist with one another? So then why? Why are we so different even though we are the same race? So why? Why did God create us? Are we just pawns or puppets in some God's game of survival of the fittest?

You trust no one, you even can't trust yourself with your absurd super-human power and fighting abilities, but what happens if you find a burgundy-haired girl your age in an alleyway? What happens when you realize that both of you have a somewhat similar life style?

What will happen next?

Warning⚠️ : This book contains depictions of violence, gore, horror, strong language, some offensive slurs, drug references, upsetting scenes, child/sexual abuse and explicit content only suitable for 18 years. It also contains sexual situations as well. It will also have a lot of murder and killing, brutal fights, and any number of other things.

(Disclaimer: 1#, I do not own Black Lagoon and its characters or any of the images; they belong to their respective owners. 2#, the harem, is also included in this story. I already made my mind up who is gonna be the harem for this story. And finally, #3, I just really wanted to write this story for my imagination.)