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Stella\'s heart began to throb, racing faster as she watched his blood still pooling from the wounds, the distant sounds of the gunfire still sounding, likely shooting at other zombies in the area.

She wished he would wake up just fine; even if he slapped her ass, she wouldn\'t complain; despite always bickering with him, she no longer felt the loneliness and fear of what might have happened back home, now regretting ignoring her mother\'s letters and summons for the past few months.

\'Bastard, hurry up and eat!\' She scolded him in her mind before using his spare hand to close his jaw with all her power.

A sense of pain shot down her right arm as several sharp teeth pierced into her flesh; as if something spurred his body on to survive, Alex began to chew and bite at Stella\'s arm while still unconscious.

She winced from the excruciating feeling, but soon it went away after he started chewing and tearing away her flesh; agonising pain filled her body, with tears flooding her face as she watched and felt her arm being slowly devoured, now a large chunk of her soft flesh inside his mouth as he chewed on it like a piece of expensive beef.

A sense of dizziness overtook her, falling backwards as her blood began to pool into his mouth, sucked up and guzzled with delight as if she was a warm smoothie.

The moment before she touched the ground, a powerful right arm wrapped around her body, holding her in place, allowing more of her skin to be consumed by the man she "hated" most in the world.

He seemed pleased as his hunger for blood increased even further; yet his way of eating her began to change, becoming more sensual and refined; feeling less of the burning pain and like her own body began to regenerate with an itching sensation.

Stella looked down towards Faust as her jaw opened in shock, trying to pull away, feeling a sense of fear for a moment.

\'W-what is happening to you!?\'

Faust\'s eyes were dark red, void of any thought or life, like a wild beast as he continued to devour her tasty flesh; by the time he swallowed a piece, her fair skin had regenerated, causing him to lick the excess blood from her arm and taking another bite, those sharp teeth almost honing themselves to eat her more efficiently.

\'His wounds aren\'t healing!?\'

Stella endured the pain; this was nothing compared to her mother\'s training while growing up, from experiencing real torture to avoid giving out secrets of her country; to combat training to help deal with small thugs and disgusting males that she didn\'t like, as her attraction to all men was far higher than a regular girl; even if she made herself look ugly.

Bang! Close to her head, a huge burst of dust and concrete exploded as another bullet was fired in their direction; the bullet ricocheted off the wall smashing into the black car in front of her eyes, causing her to jump and let out a light groan.

Her senses grew more alert as Alex shifted his body slightly so the man could better devour Stella without much trouble, using one hand on her body to hold her tight.

His lips turned down, mouth open and sucking on her left breast as he held her against his chest, biting gently at the tender flesh, enjoying how he tasted it and savouring the soft flesh between his teeth before he bit down harder, making Stella whimper quietly as he broke through the skin and tore into the sweet pink meat with strong fangs still in place.

But he didn\'t eat this flesh; instead, seeming to savour the taste of her blood, licking at her plump breast, she wanted to push him away, kick him in the nuts and beat him, yet she didn\'t dare do anything, not when he was about to suckle from her. She felt helpless, yet she knew there was no way she could fight back; he was too powerful and vicious.

She tried to keep her mind clear, but her heart began to race again, fear and a twisted excitement filling her as this creature drank deep from her and pleasured her breasts; a part of her wished to give herself to him, knowing what was happening, yet her mind fought hard, pushing back these thoughts, this was to help him recover; so they could escape, and was why she couldn\'t feel any shame.

\'Please, stop! You don\'t need more blood! Don\'t lick me or suck on my nipples in such a pleasant way!\'

Stella pushed against his chest, her ears always listening out for other zombies and the people who seemed to have two guns at least; her heart was in turmoil, torn between helping Faust to heal and protecting herself from his obscene actions, always fearing he would throw her down and ravage her.

He continued feeding, taking more and more of her precious bodily fluid. This only excited Faust more, feeling himself grow stronger.

As if sensing her feelings for him, his head lowered towards her neck, ready to tear it apart; a vesta that disobeyed him was unnecessary! As his sharp teeth met the skin, sending her into a panic. Stella had a very small chance to break free of his iron grip, pulling with all her might as she grabbed the large fist around her arm.

Faust\'s fangs were as thick as the end of a toothbrush, sinking deeply as she cried out in pain. He opened up, a few gashes in her tender flesh, a vibrant scarlet stream oozing down her fair neck as he let go, still tightly holding onto her left shoulder.

Faust suddenly stopped, his glowing red eyes looking at Stella for several moments as if time had stopped completely.

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Meanwhile, inside his mind, Alex felt like a prisoner trapped in darkness, unable to move, feeling like his body was encased in countless heavy chains as a raging Faust continued to sound in his ears, chained with his back to Alex.

"Fuck! What is this shit; where did they get a fucking gun! Why shoot me? Are they retarded!" Faust complained.

"Why are you being so unreasonable? It\'s the end of the world... Of course, they would shoot some strong-ass-looking zombie!" Alex retorted.

Alex was in his regular human form, looking into the sky, when he suddenly felt a throbbing pain in the back of his head as Faust, in the ghoul form, slammed his head back to headbutt Alex.

"Shut up! All you do is hide and let me deal with everything you find hard! Heh, no wonder Amy left us! A pussy!"

Faust wore a smug smile, feeling victorious before Alex slammed two consecutive elbows before returning the headbutt. He smirked at Faust, who groaned with pain after the fleshy thud.

"Fuck! Like you even give a shit; all you care about is killing and violating women!" Alex said, his voice getting louder as his emerald eyes began to shimmer with a bright light.

"Hahahaha! Me? You are the one who created me; YOU are the one controlling me; I don\'t even exist in the first place!"

Faust\'s blood-like eyes narrowed, glowing with a deep and eerie light; his body spread out like an angel as he forced the pair chained together to fall to their left, Alex missing his right arm and Faust missing the left. He used his body with elegant and gruesome movements to crack his bones, turning around so the pair were face-to-face.

A mirror image of the same man.

"Alex, I am just the prefigurement you gave to your ghoul blood. There was no Faust from the very beginning! You are just a fucking psychopath!"

"Shut up!"

Alex refused to accept it was his fault; this persona was only created to stop the despair from killing Drake, killing many of his friends and university peers. He saw so many dead bodies; those people would greet him on his morning run; ask him for help in lectures despite never speaking at any other time.

\'I know...\'

"Do you?" Faust chased Alex, not letting him sink into his usual self-pity and putting the feelings aside.

"Then admit it, the truth!"

"What truth!?"

Alex replied, his face filled with anger and denial as he grabbed onto the neck of Faust and began to tighten his grip, the sound of his flesh tearing and bones cracking filling the darkness within his mind.

However, despite destroying the mouth of Faust, snapping his neck, then punching him repeatedly as blood and flesh began to bubble from the handsome former face, now only a deformed jaw and cheek with two eerie scarlet eyes watching him as once again Faust\'s voice sounded from every corner of the darkness.

"Admit it! Admit it! Admit it!"

Over and over!

Alex tried to dampen the noise, covering one ear and placing the other on the cold ground.

Yet the vibrations and voice grew louder; as if to stop him from denying himself; the memories of his last moment as a normal human, not even able to see the fall of the martial arts club; most members being people he knew from being a young boy, the despair and loss he felt causing a deep chasm to open in his heart, Faust was created... no.

"Admit that you loved every moment you were violating those women, killing those men! Treating humans like inferior trash!"

Faust never existed to be created; he was merely an act for Alex to pretend to be innocent and avoid sinking into the darkness always hidden inside his heart.

Wanting to sleep with Sarah, to make her his and keep Amy, a disgusting sense of jealousy and pride, despite the world allowing polygamy, why did Alex NEVER choose this option? Why did Alex intentionally ignore those signs, knowing both girls wanted this, even discussed it together?

Because he loved seeing them compete, thinking he would only choose one!

He was the same garbage that he looked down upon!

"You loved the feel of Samantha\'s body, right? The moment she cried, using your disgusting blood to force her to feel pleasure, despite knowing that her heart was crying and screaming in despair at the sight of Matt, who you half killed! What about Maria? Couldn\'t you have saved her? Why did you part with Claire?"

Faust\'s broken corpse became even more distorted; each time something was spoken that Alex disliked or it touched the truth hidden in his heart, he would shoot forward with a fast and despicable jab with his remaining arm.

"Laura, those girls in the canteen! You could have saved them! Tell me, you created me to bear all those sins because you are a coward! Unable to admit that you LOVE being a ghoul, the power and the ability to toy with people\'s lives! Say, you wanted to kill that succubus when she resisted your power, didn\'t you? Because it made you fear that Sarah and Amy might resist you!"

"Hahahahahaha! Hey Alex! Despite hating your disgusting blood that twists her thoughts, do you know that cute girl is desperately trying to save you? What a nice girl. Do you dislike it? Or was she the wake-up call you needed, a new sense of thrill?"

Alex gasped for breath, his remaining hand now mangled and deformed, the bones broken and visible as he closed his eyes. He knew his low willpower didn\'t make him scared or fearful initially.

It made his hidden desires and hunger surface, nothing to do with the ghoul, that only gave him an excuse to use!

"Alex, you are a monster!"

"Long before you became a ghoul! Tell me, how many times did you fuck that cute girl till she almost cried and begged for mercy? Do you think a normal girl would still love you? Choking her to near death, marking her flesh with your hands? Did you never think Amy left because of this? Or did you want a convenient reason in your head?"

Faust\'s mocking voice continued, despite the figure of Faust no longer existing.

From the start, Faust never existed; there was no split personality or ghoul blood; it was merely Alex pretending to be someone else, a fake existence to take all the blame and hold all his guilt and pain.

"Do not fool yourself into thinking that you are innocent and that what you did was justified! You are the one who started all of this; there was no need for such atrocities! You were a sick man who enjoyed every moment!"

The voice was Faust\'s, but it came from Alex\'s mouth, a twisted and strange smile as his eyes stopped glowing green, as if they were corrupted slowly. They turned dark red as he took deep breaths, the silence now refreshing as Alex rolled onto his back, the tight chains looser as he stared into the air.

Alex opened his mouth, a twisted and distorted tone coming from his lips; both Faust\'s and his normal way of speaking simultaneously as if they were beginning to sync.

"Ah~ it was so good, the feel of her flesh, those eyes filled with terror before drowning in pleasure that her lover could never give her. Twisting that teacher will, making her listen to my story on purpose and pretending there was no other way... Ah~ I loved every damn moment! Those women are ours; we won\'t let them go, right?"

A moment of silence filled the strange dream-like world; before Faust\'s voice sounded quiet, like he became weak.

"There was never we, Alex; I am merely your instinct as a ghoul, something that you already had, just needing a little push in the right direction."

Alex made a strange look before he smirked at the darkness.

"Oh, so what is that direction then? I will not become that pathetic loser who couldn\'t assert his feelings for over a decade! That woman, I will make Sarah mine! No matter what!" His last words were like a solemn growl and oath to himself.

"You don\'t need to worry; the path is your\'s to choose."

The sensation of his body began to return; he almost felt like his consciousness was awakening before the last words of Faust were uttered with a tired and supporting tone, as if to push Alex\'s back forward, to stop him from holding back.

"There are two paths to take, Alex Faust!"

Light began to break through the darkness; it was correct! Alex was about to awaken from his long dream, or was it a momentary daydream? He wasn\'t sure, only wishing the voice would hurry up and tell him a path!

"To become a Ghoul Tyrant! Slaughter the weak, violate the woman, and force them all to grovel underneath your feet!"

"To Reign as a Ghoul Lord! A powerful leader; guides them forwards, earns their affection and love, and becomes their pillar! All people are kneeling before your majesty and power!"

"The choice is yours alone, Alex Faust!"

Alex\'s eyes snapped open; he felt a strange heat burning through his entire body; the weak Stella was leaning against the wall as various marks on her body from his teeth and claws seemed to have torn her up, weakly looking towards him with nervous eyes.

\'Is he still deranged!? I don\'t want to lose my first time! Not like this!\' Stella insisted.

The moment she was going to show her last stand, being defiant, a hand stroked along her crimson hair, gently sliding through the strands as he forced her to drink some of his blood, a gentle smile on Alex\'s face.

Stella watched his red eyes with fear; before the soothing actions lowered her guard for a moment as Alex finally spoke.

"Stella Tu Formosa" His voice was deep, filled with a confident tone, something she had never heard from him before; it wasn\'t cocky or arrogant and just felt natural to her; she shuddered the moment his hand suddenly cupped her chin.

Alex bit into his arm, and the dark black blood with bits of red began to pool in his mouth, yet he didn\'t swallow; then pulled Stella\'s face towards him; he was going to kiss her; and pour his blood down her throat by force. Otherwise, her wounds wouldn\'t heal, and she might die in that group with guns.

"Hate me all you like, Stella."

She could hear him growling as if he were possessed by an angry beast, as if every word was another bite from a ravenous monster... but there was no way!

"But..." She sighed as a strange feeling washed over her mind, a sensation so pure and wonderful compared to everything else around her! It made her shiver with delight and pleasure, desperate to resist it, also feeling something strange; it was too honest! His desire before was masked in darkness and a disgusting veil; now, it was pure and aimed directly at her!

His change began to appeal to her succubus blood; despite still fighting against him in her mind!

\'Did I miss something?\' As the words slipped from her lips, his grip on her jaw became stronger before he moved close to her in a flash, too quickly for her to resist or react! Their faces touched as their mouths came together, his hot breath blowing through the air as she struggled weakly. Her heart pounded wildly as she felt herself melting into him, overwhelmed with heat as she gripped his shirt.

Stella wanted to struggle harder, to fight back, but the strength she expected to see was gone. All she felt was his smooth and gentle skin; his scent; his warmth and presence filling her entire being as the thick, warm blood began to ooze down her tongue and into her throat, Alex using his tongue to coil her, stopping her from spitting it out or vomiting. Stella began to feel giddy as her body reacted to the blood flowing down her throat and into her veins. The taste of blood was intoxicating...

"Gah..." Stella\'s eyes widened slightly as her consciousness grew faint, and new energy filled her.

\'This is... He\'s forcing me!\'

Alex continued to hold her in place as he let go of his bite before he finally pulled away, pushing himself off the wall and straightening up, showing her an expression she had never seen him make; he had no lustful look in his eye; no smug grin; instead, she saw only sadness and longing, a look that she hadn\'t been able to read from him until now!

She gulped hard as that familiar hunger welled inside her again, her desires returning despite all her efforts. \'No! I will resist him! This succubus isn\'t an easy meal! B-but... he gets a few points... A little praise! It was just a bit, a little bit arousing!\'

He leaned down, and a moment later, the loud explosion sounded of two bullets hitting the car, causing two deep blasts, before gouging parts of the meta and destroying the frame further; it was like Alex planned this perfectly, his eyes narrowing with a delighted look, before whispering into Stella\'s ears.

"Resist my blood until the very last moment; the day you give in, I will make you my woman."

His hot breath and sweet words caused her to blush deeply, trying to beat on his chest to hide her delight and pleasure from hearing such words that were much different from before; however, she missed his body as Alext leapt over the stone block and began to dash at full sprint towards the area the guns were fired.

\'He didn\'t even rub my tits!? Who is he? Did I break him!?\'

Massive claws around 30cm long came from his fingers from the newly regrown arm, now filled with countless black tattoos. As his eyes dimmed into a crimson red, his discarded Nodachi pierced the ground several steps ahead as he grabbed it with his spare hand; a flash of light appeared above him 40 degrees to his left.

As he saw the light, Alex Faust lifted his blade, crossing over his upper body, around his neck as the long blade shimmered in the night, his red eyes narrowing, watching as the bullet rapidly approached faster than anything he\'d ever seen in his life. But he could see the bullet!

Swinging his sword, the heavy and wide Nodachi, a gift from the woman he loved, the psychopathic woman that ate his heart as he died! Its black blade cut through the night like a birthday cake, slicing the long bullet into shreds, sending his body spinning in a circle as he was still sprinting forward, turning from the bullet\'s momentum.

Clang!

Alex\'s head snapped upwards; his body was now more than 500 metres from Stells, who watched and was screaming his name; the moment she was about to follow, he looked back at her with a mocking smile.

"Just stay there and watch your future man show you how awesome he is, alright mega tits?"

"!!!"

Dashing forward, Alex could only feel that for the first time in all his adult life; no, maybe even his entire life, right now at this moment as his body tore through the air; feeling the cold nighttime air blowing against his naked flesh, leaping from one car, bouncing as he shot to the next, avoiding the bullets from the shooters who was originally over 900 metres away; now he could see them.

Three males, two women and several that were unknown as they were hidden just outside of his vision, but he could hear them talking; some were terrified of this new "zombie", and others wanted to try speaking with it; after seeing the huge breasted woman seeming to be normal.

"Ah! I feel so damn free! Let\'s celebrate by killing some human trash!"