Yuri Ohno is like any ordinary 28-year-old who spends his days reading fantasies, practicing his martial arts, and living an indoor-life away from other people.
He struggles to pass his certification in respiratory therapy, and has been unable to find a job, due to his lack of experience.
On his 28th birthday, his mother honors her agreement with the Saotome Family by sending him to Camp Rusalka, located deep within the mountainous wilderness, somewhere in the northern hemisphere.
If he works hard and impresses that Headmistress, he might be offered a job that will help him pay for his further education and receive honors to fulfill his arranged marriage to Hiyori Saotome.
Bitter about leaving the comfort of home and the fate of his life entangled with the Saotome's, he was purposely slow to adapt to his new 'camp-life'. Yet, he manages to make a few friends in the process and begins to enjoy himself.
Yet, behind the fanfare of camp-life, he suspects that something is amiss.
From the forbidden deep mountain pools, to the specialty foods given to the campers at mealtime.
To the bizarre 'curses' inflicting the bodies of those who defy the Headmistress...
Will Yuri and his friends manage to escape before they learn the horrible truth about Camp Rusalka's ultimate plans for them?
WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS SCENES THAT SOME MAY FIND TRIGGERING.
UPDATE: SUNDAY
HEADS UP: I associate music a lot with writing. One I can do, the other I can't lol. Like all my stories, each chapter will have a song or songs attached, I recommend you listen to each to grasp the full gravity of the story. Comments will be left for when you should change song.
Alex spends most of his days alone and that's the way he likes it. The world isn't like it used to be, and going alone is the easier option. Monsters invaded, bringing with them death and plague. They left their scars on humanity, on him. What will he do when he's forced to face his demons, and the end of his quiet life? Will he be able to retain his humanity?
"We don't know who's doing this to us, what root it's growing from, or why. They came with blood, ash, and war. Humanity retreated away to its bastion as the darkness clouded around us, and then they came. Our beacons of light."
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