Alan Rais, otherwise known as the brutal villan “BloodStain” is a twenty one year old with a history of violence and mental illness but unlike most he was driven over the edge by something else, but when a psychiatrist asks him what he finds more then he bargained for as the day he chose to ask him was the day a breakout was organised.
Min-san opened her eyes. She was in a tiny room with shattered glass and broken soju bottles. Her legs were covered in bruises, purple ones and blue alike, and her school uniform was missing its name tag. Min-san wiped her eyes with a bruised hand and looked at the shadow above her. Her heartbeat skipped a beat as she trembled in fear. Appa. He stood there, half-naked, with his round belly hanging loosely over his ripped jeans. Appa brushed a smear of snot and drool off his face with his wrinkled hands. He looked at Min-san with revenge in his eyes. Appa wasn’t always like this. After the death of his son, Kim Chan-hee, who died shortly after being hit in the head with a baseball bat. The worst part was that Appa killed him. Appa had already gotten out of prison but he still felt resentment towards Eomma. So after Min-san refused to give him another beer, Appa had a reason to hit his daughter. “ You shouldn’t have been born! You know that?!” he screamed with his soju bottle gripped in his hands. “ Stop!” Eomma screamed and she rushed to hug Min-san. ‘Her apron smelled like kimchi’, thought Min-san as she appreciated the comfort. Eomma started to weep as Appa started to laugh. He tightened his grip and pretended to swing. “ Ah!” screamed Eomma. She hugged Min-san tighter but with so much delicateness that Min-san wanted to cry. " “ You. . .” Appa said and he grabbed the soju bottle and threw it at Eomma. Eomma screamed. Min-san closed her eyes. ‘ God, please kill him. Please.’ was the prayer that ranged in Min-san’s little head. ‘ Pretty please.’ Appa left the house with a loud bang. Min-san reopened her eyes. She looked around to make sure he had truly left and touched Eomma wet forehead. “ Run away, kkoch.” Eomma said and she smiled as Min-san started to cry. “ You are a perfect daughter, you know that? Don’t listen to him. He is just mad.” Eomma started to caress Min-san’s face. She sang, loud and clear, with her voice being the only beautiful thing in the dark, humid basement. " Min-san was killed. She doesn't who or where. But when she woke up as another 16-year-old girl she knows that it was for a reason...REVENGE.
After a fatal car accident occurs 20 years old, Violet Summers loses her memory with only the recollection of who her friends are. As she goes through the timeline of what happened, she learns one gobsmacking secret that makes her second guess everything she knew. She must now find out who she really is, with a little help along the way from Detective Maddox Garcia, head detective on her mother and father's cases. With a killer sending taunting messages, Violet doesn't know whether she's losing her mind or if she's just as sane as anyone. Her fate lays in her hands. Will she save herself in time?
Apocalypse!!! End of The World! Zombies!Ghouls! Monster! Big Deal! They care not for such things. One is a Madlad Slaughter Machine. Other is a Dominating Control Freak. Who are they? Meet Mr And Mrs Psychopath. The world changed, and amidst the chaos, they rose above all. But End of the World arises again. But fear not, End serves as a new beginning. They return in time to relive the chaos. Likewise, In fear, the world shall tremble, but not of the Demons or the Monsters. This series is also posted in RoyalRoad Link for the cover art: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/4996249575512218/