Kill All the Madmen
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Ongoing, First published Aug 04, 2015
Mature
In the near future, humanity faces extinction as an unknown virus spread throughout the world. A Dome is built to protect the remaining human population.

To keep this peace, a group of young soldiers sacrifice their lives by fighting to the death against Wretched Ones--creatures infected by the virus;creatures who devour humans. 

Yanna, a rookie, has promised to follow the steps of her deceased father.

It is supposed to be a normal day as she travels back home, but her world turns upside-down as a group of assassins massacre everyone in the train.

And they might be recruiting a new member.


NOTES:

This is just an excerpt of Miss Dandelion's current novel. Meaning, this won't be a complete story (unless you buy it, haha) 

Ito ang naisip kong gawing example sa mga pinagsasabi ko sa mga lessons ko sa page ng PAPEL sa facebook (facebook.com/PAPELph) 

This is just a parody of YA dystopian novels and although it is a parody, andoon naman ang essence ng lessons. Every end of a chapter, maglalagay ako ng lessons/reasons kung bakit ganito o ganyan ang structure/style na ginamit ko. 

WARNING: Gore||Slavery||Disturbing Topics| |Harassment||Psychologically Disturbing
(Pero dahil excerpt lang ito, I doubt maaabutan ninyo ang mga disturbing scenes)

Copyright: PAPEL|| Miss Dandelion
All Rights Reserved
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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.