Inhibition Marking Committee

April 5

...my mind is messed up.

...I didn't expect that I would do such a thing, I really didn't.

Things start from yesterday.

Our stronghold was discovered, and six companions died. As usual, I did not rescue them.The leader was very angry, because two of the six people who died were close friends with him.

At night, regardless of my obstruction, he sneaked into the Southwest Garrison Area of ​​the Federal Government in a dilapidated jeep carrying homemade bombs and firearms alone.

I don't know how he did it, it's obviously just an ordinary alpha.

When I arrived, he was in jail, surrounded by [-] police/policemen with live ammunition, on the top of his head, neck, and body, there were bloodstains everywhere, including others' and his own.He was so red-eyed that he couldn't recognize anyone anymore. He only knew how to reload, aim, and shoot based on his intuition. When the bullets ran out, he drew his knife, cut flesh, and let blood out.

I lay on the window of the office of the chief of the security area, watching him fall into desperation time and time again, breaking through the bottom line of human beings again and again, being forced to come up with new attack methods, causing a lot of bloody and bloody killings.

I looked at him and felt the blood in my chest heat up for the first time.

He is savage, bloody, full of vitality like wild animals struggling to die, a bloody and living species that is free from carvings.He was wandering in blood and blood, approaching death infinitely, but he also threatened the god of death. Even if the mask on his face was broken and fell off, no one dared to look directly at his face or his eyes.

except me.

I saw in his eyes something that was not human.It can be indifference, bloodlust, madness, or loss of self-awareness, almost collapsed.

This person never grew up following the growth path of a normal human being. From the very beginning, his fate collapsed.

A person who is separated from the normal human world.

My heart is beating wildly.

This is so interesting.

I jumped out of the window and joined the fray.The bones shattered in my hands, and the fragile life was fleeting. I gradually approached him. His enthusiasm infected me and made my adrenaline soar. A long-lost, ever-expanding joy filled my consciousness .

Yes!This is the feeling, become the master!

Trample these ants under your feet, Xi Min.

At the time, thoughts like that took over my body uncontrollably.I couldn't break free, let alone refuse.We didn't drive back to the station in chaos until we killed all [-] o-power police/policemen.

Even when I came back, the raging desire for aggression in my body could not be curbed.I was anxious, restless, broke a bunch of things, and tried to vent to no avail.

I am well aware of my horrible aggressiveness.This is also the "bad habit" that the old man often emphasized to me.But I can't change it, and I don't want to change it.The only solution is to "get" and "possess", the harder it is to get the better, the stronger and more difficult the better, my self-esteem will be satisfied, and the anxious situation will get better——

I dashed out of the cubicle and into the other side of the warehouse, and he was licking his wounds in a dark corner surrounded by boxes of goods.He raised his head, saw me with a blank face, and tightened his fingers holding the bandage.

There is no one here, and no one will hear it in a radius of ten miles.

I lunged at him and wrestled with him.The boxes overturned, and the old dust kicked up, but I didn't care, and I couldn't care that much.

He was a real alpha and kicked me so hard it hurt so much.He wanted to crawl away, but I was dragged back by my legs in a rage, pressed on his little torn blanket, face down, and tore his clothes with a knife.He sensed my true intentions, and for the first time began to howl, but it was just a panicked gasp, not any begging for mercy.

I ignored him, nailed him to the ground, and broke through the closed door. Alpha was pulled by my hair, his face was pressed against the blanket, his body arched upward violently, like the last convulsion before death.The freedom he was proud of was pierced by my atrocities, and a heavy, mournful cry squeezed out of his body, echoing in silence in the deserted warehouse.

Gradually, the difficult and difficult path was moistened with blood, I regained a little consciousness, and let him go in a daze.

He was lying on the ground, breathing heavily, panting so loudly that I wondered if he was sick.

I forgot that there were many wounds on his body, large and small, wounds from firearms or knives that were oozing blood.He hurts, his body hurts, his lower abdomen hurts, and the invaded soul hurts even more.

I regretted so much, I wanted to reach out to erase his memory and take care of his aftermath, but I heard his teeth chattering, tremblingly enduring the pain and saying: "Go on..."

Alpha never refuses, I also have this kind of inferiority.

Venting his possessiveness again, he didn't struggle as hard as before.And I, besides solving the burning desire of the explosion during that time, have no other ideas.

This feeling is very fresh and fascinating. It is a taboo and tight pleasure to invade the body of the same kind from the inside out.I was addicted and got the maximum satisfaction, and the pleasure/feeling I got from killing was less than one percent of it.

Alpha seems to be resigned to its fate, except for the occasional violent convulsion, most of them just hum in a low voice.I bit his neck from behind and asked him for the first time: "Do you have a name? What's your name?"

Long-faced Ghost is a code name, not a name of course.

He tore the edge of the blanket to pieces, with broken threads entangled in his fingers, and replied intermittently: "I... ah, my name is, AC... woo... No. 79..."

"No. AC79048? What kind of name is that?"

"..." He fell silent, buried his face in the blanket, and let me bully him.

"Why don't you speak?"

"I don't have a...name, that kind of thing..." He struggled to say every word.

The alpha in the farm only has the experimental code.After all, no one would waste time naming a livestock.

I reached down and squeezed my hand between the blanket and his stomach, rubbed the ugly raised scar, and asked him, "Do you have a genital cavity?"

I tried to search inside again, "Huh? Why didn't I feel it?"

He suddenly put his hands up, turned around, and with a "slap", he slapped my face.

I covered my face and froze.I, Xi Min, was slapped for the first time in my life since I was a child.

Even if the old man lectures me all day long, he is never willing to slap me.

In embarrassment, AC79048 pulled the blanket to cover his face, held his head in his hands, and trembled for a while as if collapsing.

I was very angry, I was crazy, I used his body to vent, and I didn't care whether alpha's abdominal cavity was suitable for this kind of activity, I just buried myself in punishing him, demanding him, possessing him.

After all, this is alpha, not some fragile omega.

Finally, I wanted to back out, but was caught by his hand hanging on the side.There are many calluses on the palm of his hand. He hasn't touched the barrel of the pen very much, but was ground out by the barrel of the gun.

The boy was broken into pieces, and admitted with tears: "No, there is no... genital cavity. Don't go out..."

Without a genital cavity, there can be no pregnancy.As bad as it was, I admit, a part of me suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then I realized that he had already wet the little ragged blanket.

——He usually takes it with him on missions, the only poor little blanket he uses to wrap himself around.

April 5

I thought about it for a day, why did I do that at that time, and I don’t regret it much until now?

I, Xi Min, am I really going to fall into the path of "evil gods" according to the old man's prophecy?

In order to verify the hypothesis, I went to AC79048 again.

He is overhauling the remaining weapons/guns.The high-hanging windows of the warehouse were gray, and the light came in through the dust and glass, shining on the corners of his straight mouth.

He wore a simple black vest, with bandages showing at the edge of his shoulders, and two Band-Aids on his neck to cover up my "criminal achievements".

Strictly speaking, his whole body is covered with traces of my crime. If he is used for an injury test, I will also be sentenced.

But no one in this world will control Alpha's life or death.I could just walk away and disappear completely.

But the person involved didn't even attack me with a gun, so why did I leave?

I approached him, he heard it, and tried to stop me with a threatening click.

I walked straight over, completely ignoring his claws that were about to be exposed, and stretched out my arms to wrap his arms around his waist from behind, sticking my whole body against his back.

He dropped the gun in a panic, his breathing was disordered, like a cat with blown hair, he was not used to the excessive contact, he was uncomfortable all over, he raised his hand several times to try to take my hand off, but he still put it down.

I sighed, "Ah~ what a pity. I thought there would be a baby."

He was silent and took several deep breaths. He didn't stop me from imitating his scars. He just bent down, picked up the gun, and continued to disassemble and wipe it.

Why not resist?

I was curious and had other thoughts too.

I loved watching him cry and want to watch it again.

So I decided to stay another month.

April 5

For more than a week, I have not let him go every day.The novelty continued to work in my mind, and I found new interest in him.

It is nothing new for alphas to comfort each other during the AO war.I had no other thoughts about him, and he probably knew it and avoided it.

I asked him for it, and he opened his body.Occasionally, he would come over and give me some hints. The most common behavior is: holding his neatly folded blanket over and spreading it beside me.

— as if that blanket was offering me a bed of legal crime.

I started trying to cuddle him to sleep.He was too skinny, and his bones were making me a little uncomfortable. In order to make him more comfortable for the next 20 days, I decided to fatten him up.

April 5

I found traces of the activities of the "True God" in another world.

The old man also detected it, and sent me a message telling me to go back immediately.

There's something odd about this.Because this wild world does not belong to any god, it grows naturally.If the main god of the main source world wants to join in, he should also find a world with stronger alpha power, not here.

I also found that there are fewer and fewer betas here.As the flames of the Vampire's revolution spread to neighboring countries, more and more alphas united, and the omega couldn't get rid of their resentment, so they labeled the betas as inaction, forcing them to side with the omega.

This is ridiculous too.

I decided to stay and observe for a while before going back.

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I told you so! !Meimei is the kindest and favorite alpha in their family!You still don't believe it.It is really rare that the unreliable Honkai parents duo can raise Xiao Meili (although he is also sick and delicate.

There are too many villains in Xi Mama.Whispered that Daddy is so cute hehehehehehehe

Don't let people read the stories of their parents.I can only eat the cod by myself, woo woo woo

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感谢在2020-01-2609:04:06~2020-01-2700:55:41期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: dissatisfied. 1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: 7 love folded flowers; 2 sweet wine and jam; dissatisfied. 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of blackberry citrus; 1 bottle of Yexu Y;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!