LIGHTNOVELONLINE Chapter 18—Everyone must die
Chapter 18—Everyone must die
WARNING: Blood/gore/R*pe/Cannibalism
If you guys do not want to read it, there is a TL;DR for you at the bottom of the chapter. You have been warned.
Song Yu pulled back in fear. The zombie looked freshly bitten, its milky white eyes staring unceasingly into the distance. Zombie functions were different to humans. They didn’t exert any needed muscles, and blinking was one of them.
The sharp black nails scraped the window but didn’t leave even a scratch. It must have smelled him when he panicked. Song Yu’s blood ran cold as the zombie butted its head on the car, before walking away. He heaved a sigh of relief when the zombie lost his scent.
How pathetic was he?
Song Yu grimaced as he felt along his body armour. All available parts of his body were covered with anti-zombie material. He shouldn’t have any more fear.
He repeated a positive mantra until his heartbeat went back down to a normal rhythm. He was too hasty. Too excited. He needed practice. That’s why he was here.
Song Yu needed to do baby steps once again. Instead of going out of his car, he stayed inside for a few hours and watched as several zombies went past his car. He tried to get used to the look and the feel, especially the hands. They were just hands.
When he was ready, Song Yu hesitantly got out of the car. Right now, the zombies had migrated farther away from his car, except for the granny. He inhaled deeply and lowered his heart rate. Step by step, he inched towards the granny. His footsteps were light, eliciting no sounds, so when he came within striking distance, the granny had no time to react when he enabled his spiritual blade.
A bright blue light pulsed his palms as he flicked his hand in the granny’s direction. Manipulating the movement, the spiritual blade curved diagonally as it made impact with the granny’s neck. No more than a second later, and the granny’s body fell to the floor.
Song Yu exhaled.
He had done it.
He didn’t have much time, so Song Yu lightly jogged back to the car. In his peripherals he could see the other zombies approaching, probably from the sound of the granny’s body hitting the ground. Song Yu safely made it back inside, his panicked state a few shades lighter.
He counted the other zombies and felt like he could fight two for now. He waited for a while more as the zombies once again wandered around. He got out quickly and approached another zombie. The zombie was quicker than the granny, jerking his distorted head. Song Yu avoided eye contact as he took out his dagger.
The point of all of this was to practice his hand-to hand combat. He couldn’t rely on his spiritual blade forever. He needed to be physically able as well. The dagger was a little bit bigger than others, spanning 12 inches. Its thickness was normal, except for the bottom that curved delicately into a fine point.
His breathing lowered as he moved into an offensive stance. All parts of his body revolved perfectly as the sinews of his muscles contracted and relaxed. The zombie could smell fresh meat and hurried to the lingering scent on Song Yu’s body.
Inhale…
Song Yu didn’t hesitate when he slashed his dagger, his body moving in perfect harmony. The accuracy was on point as he felt the metal contact rotting flesh. The slash wasn’t deep but it did offset the zombies head. The zombie’s did not feel pain, so they didn’t care that their head was almost falling off. Song Yu avoided the zombie’s hands as he whirled around, his gloved hands touching the zombies rotting hair. With a small exertion, the head twisted off cleanly.
Exhale…
Before he could relax, he heard a groaning sound close to him, so he used the momentum of his hand with the head to smash the oncoming zombie. The head hit the zombie’s chest, making it stagger and lose its balance. Song Yu took his dagger and waited for it to get up. The zombies were still level 1, so they weren’t as fast. He watched as the zombie took its time to get up.
When the zombie finally got up, it was immediately beheaded by Song Yu’s blade. There were still zombies in the vicinity, but not near Song Yu. Song Yu went back into the car and stared at his gloves that still had pieces of hair and head. He opened his space and threw the gloves inside. Taking stock of the rest of his body, it was still fairly clean.
His hands were trembling from the encounter, but his fear of zombies were much better now. He clenched his fists and fist pumped the air.
Song Yu: 1 point!
Zombies: 0!
The sun was descending, and Song Yu was still tired from his drive. He put a low alarm on, to alert him of oncoming zombies, and snuggled in his sleeping bag. Outside it was still hot, but inside the car was slightly cool. Song Yu smiled as he went to sleep, awaiting the next day’s activities.
…
Song Yu heard something in the middle of the night. He didn’t open the lights, but heightened his listening. Ability user’s bodies were quite different in terms of normal people. They could heal faster, endure from eating and drinking for longer periods of times, hear from far distances and smell even the smallest of scents.
Song Yu did not cultivate his body in his past life, so these perks were sadly not ‘upgraded’. Now, however, he had been exercising his spiritual sense so his hearing was much better. He heard several footsteps surrounding the village. His car was obscured from view unless people turned the corner, but otherwise, he was invisible.
He counted the steps and concluded there were at least four people.
Not zombies…but people. Song Yu silently got out of his car and followed the group. Most people would have already left this area in search for food. Now there were four individuals doing nightly activities. It was too suspicious.
Song Yu watched as the four people went to a large manufacturing building. Song Yu could hear more people inside. They might have just made camp and would leave for the morning. He was about to head back to his car when he heard several muffled voices.
He recalled those.
For people who couldn’t control their voices, their screams would call zombies so they muffled their voices using clothing or ropes. But it also signified something else. People being detained. Song Yu closed his eyes but couldn’t leave. He needed to know.
He crept through a small opening on the side of the building where they didn’t check. The manufacturing building was quite large with steel beams and gigantic machinery with assembly lines. This looked like a cannery. He heard small conversations and the muffled voices groaning.
Song Yu trembled as he got closer. The group of 4 was now a group of 10. The four were a collection of an elderly man in his 50’s with a robust look and a menacing aura, a youth looking similar to him and could only be his son, a woman in her mid-thirties and a business suit with cardboard cutouts that had several bite marks on them, and a man with glasses and a smiling demeanor. The other three were all robust men ranging in ages between 25-30.
WARNING: Read at your own discretion
What made Song Yu put a hand over his mouth were the three prisoners. Their mouths had been gagged, their closes were almost non-existent, and…several limbs had been cut off. Two girls and one boy. The boy was no older than 20, but had his entire left arm taken off the shoulder socket, and one leg taken off to the knee, its wound bounded, but blood had reddened the bandage, showing some visceral meat that had been minced off the bone. The girls not older than 17 or 18 were even worse off, both hands taken off, their legs chopped off…and ...
Song Yu could smell that fishy and bitter cum which he saw ooze out of all of them. They have been assaulted repeatedly by the smell of blood and semen in that area. Even the boy wasn't spared.
Song Yu could see their far-off eyes as their gone limbs pussed with infection, the skin surrounding the guts were red. Song Yu could smell that one of them were on the verge of zombification. They might have eaten or drank something polluted.
The other 7 were surrounding a fire pit and on the spit was probably the boy’s leg.
He heard some nice quiet conversation.
“We heard from someone that there is a safe house somewhere around the mountains, we are thinking of going there. Apparently, a few months ago, a billionaire hoarder moved in. If we can find the place, we can take the supplies.” The elderly 50 year old sighed.
“I’ve been around these parts, and there’s nothing for several hundred miles. The car would not last the journey. If there were gas stops, we would have already gone.”
The three thugs nodded, thinking deep.
“Our supplies are running out, I think we should head to the closest town and pose as towners. The government is apparently issuing housing for the civilians. If we can hijack a few more people, we can make it.”
The woman’s voice was vicious, like she hadn’t proposed to kill people for their things. Glasses guy pushed up his glasses and sidelined to the three ‘food sources’.
“Then we should finish our leftovers before heading out.”
Song Yu’s body slowly calmed down. His breathing lowered as the vision in his eyes shifted. These weren’t people anymore. Song Yu waited until all of them ate the leg, seeing them guzzle the meat, wiping their oil-stained mouths on their clothes. Song Yu kept watching unblinking, watching this scene of horror as if he watched the news. One of the thugs smacked his lips and went for seconds, not forgetting to rip off the toenails from the toes.
The 7 members all looked to have eaten well this past month. They didn't look disgusted when eating human flesh, so they had been doing this for a while. A human could go without food for 2 weeks. Song Yu glimpsed at the boy whose faraway gaze was now alert as he watched as one by one the 7 members ate his body, a slow twitch itching at the corner of his lips.
When they finished the meat off the femur bone, they all complimented the glasses guy for cooking the leg very well. The Glasses guy re-positioned his glasses and shrugged.
"It's no problem. It's surprisingly easy because the calf meet is similar to beef."
All of a sudden, the young man started laughing through his gag. All seven looked towards him.
“What are you laughing about? Fucking f*ggot, I’ll fuck you later.” The boy continued to laugh happily. One of the thugs reached out and ferociously ripped the gag off. Song Yu could see that several of the boys teeth were gone.
The young man cackled as he looked at the bones strewn on the floor as well as the leftover meat on the spit over the campfire.
“You fucking ate it! Hahahaha! HAHAHAHAH! Fuck you!” The thug slapped him ruthlessly. The boy smiled.
“I’ve been infected. You guys just ate fucking infected food! HAHAHA!” This woke up the two other girls as they started to laugh through their gags as well. The group looked at their finished plates with the leg meat and threw it on the floor. Small particles of meat strewn itself on the floor, and they were silent for a second as disbelief and haunting terror enveloped each and every one of their faces.
The thug holding the young boy threw him far back and tried to vomit the food out.
Everyone was hunched over, trying to spill out their guts. Several succeeded, but others couldn't and looked at their skin to see if they would change.
"We don't know if he's lying or not. Let's wait if he becomes a zombie." The middle-aged woman was one that puked everything out. She was certain that even if she had ingested the meat, it wouldn't affect her. Thug #3 punched the young boy over and over again. Teeth spew everywhere and the boy collapsed.
"Fuck!" Glasses guy looked and saw the elder stare at his skin that wriggled.
"NO! I'm not a zombie! Hey! I'm not a zombie!"
The young boy laughed again.
"I ate a plant last night and you fucked me this morning. You've been infected for a while. HAHAHHA!"
The elder man's skin pussed as he looked down at his pants. He ripped his pants down and saw his cock had turned that purplish hue. He screamed and tried to get to the boy, but everyone raised their weapons at the elderly man.
"Dad...you've been infected. You should just die, okay?" The man's son was looking at his father as if he was a stranger, his eyes blinking chaotically.
"Just die dad."
"Fuck you! I'm not fucking infected. You fucking shithead, if I'm dying, I'll take everyone with me!"
The old man ran to his son, his eyes turning visibly white as his mouth sank on his sons calf.
"Arghh!" The son tried to pry his fathers clenched mouth off his leg, but like a dog, the now zombie crunched hard.
"Fuck! Get this off me!"
Everyone was now panicked and didn't dare approach. The three thugs were several shades darker as they also opened their pants. Two were fine, but one was just like the old man, who had a penis pussing purple.
END OF WARNING
While everyone was in a frenzy, Song Yu dropped down from a machine.
The perfect time to step in. Song Yu, like a death reaper appeared from the shadows. His body suit was black, so hid in the darkness perfectly, only the top of his face glowing white. Glasses guy looked up and almost screamed. Pointing in Song Yu’s direction, everyone watched as Song Yu came through.
Song Yu didn’t say a word, but everyone could see the blue light emanating from his eyes. Eyes that chilled everyone to the bone. The elderly man stood up and shuffled behind the young woman who shoved him away.
“Who the fuck are you?” Song Yu didn’t respond as his spiritual blade manifested. Before anyone could react, two of the thugs slunk to the floor, both heads severed from their bodies.
The young woman screamed while Glasses guy tried to run. He only ran a few steps before he felt coolness on his neck and then blankness. The glasses slid a few feet from his head, it’s pretty frames, now thick with blood.
Song Yu did not hesitate to kill the rest of the people. Swiftly and accurately, he had reduced them to body pieces. No blood spilt on him. It ended in an instant. When everything was silent, Song Yu retreated his spiritual blade and gently kneeled in front of the three prisoners. The young man smiled in happiness while the two young women waited for him to speak.
Song Yu just silently stared at them, his ferocious eyes becoming gentle with an engulfing sadness. His beseeching eyes spoke volumes to what he had to do.
All three of them nodded their heads.
“Please make our journey as painless as possible.” The young man bowed his head, his ravaged body showing the last vestiges of humanity. That strong back had traveled with his sisters for less than two weeks when they were captured. After all the suffered, the only thing the young man could do was this small thing, so the young man had eaten a red plant when no one was looking. He could feel his body changing, and waited for the people to eat his body.
“Your name?” The young boy raised his head to see that Song Yu had taken off his mask. A beautiful face looked at him, a gentle smile lighting him in a beautiful glow. The rising sun gently poured into the building, cascading a warm halo around Song Yu.
The young man teared up as he said,
“Jin Wang and these are my younger sisters, Jin Xue and Jin Hua.” Song Yu saw that both sisters had their tongues cut out. He lightly stroked each of their heads in comfort. Like baby chicks, they pushed their heads into his warm palms, trying to find a vestige of relief and safety. His strokes became more gentle as the siblings gathered, moving their broken bodies so they could be together.
“I’ll make graves for you somewhere beautiful.” Tears dripped down Jin Wang’s face as he thanked Song Yu over and over again. Song Yu patted his head, his strong voice filled with resignation and respect.
"Please put us side by side."
Song Yu nodded.
“Close your eyes…”
The three siblings hugged each other; all had happy looks of gratitude, their eyes crying tears while their lips stretched into a smile.
Like Song Yu promised, all they felt were gentle winds before their world went black.
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TL;DR: Song Yu overcomes his fears of zombie killing and regains some confidence. At night, Song Yu follows a group of cannibals who enslaved 3 siblings, eating them bit by bit. Song Yu kills everyone and euthanizes the siblings.