I am what many would call a misanthrope. I detest mankind to the fullest degree. It is no surprise that they chose me. They saw embodied in me every tenet of their inhuman ideology, every facet of their specicidal mission.
I’d been thinking dark thoughts when they visited me, routine ruminations on Man’s demise, and upon seeing them I at first thought that somehow, mankind had in a matter of hours wickedly evolved into some worse, fouler form. When the three of them climbed through my window, naked and only fundamentally humanoid, I watched with a sort of morbid fascination; their movements were lithe, suggestive of a stealthy grace, despite their outwardly unwholesome appearance.
There was nothing hostile about their approach. They entered my room quietly, and though they were trespassing, I felt perfectly safe; as if they were instead old friends stopping by to chat. They were virtually indistinguishable from one another, save minor variations in physique—one slightly broader in the chest, another’s posture a bit more hunched than the others. Their faces were hideous, like old men’s, with oddly primal physiognomies despite the bloated craniums, which I naturally regarded as an indicator of high-intelligence. The way their sallow eyes seemed to observe and analyze their human surroundings supported this observation of intelligence, or at least a low cunning.
Their grey and sickeningly vascular skin seemed to absorb and softly reflect the light of my room, in some incredible bio-luminescent process. This radiative quality unnerved me deeply; recalled to my memory some historically forgotten predator of the ancient deeps. The genetic memories inherited from my precursors conjured within my mind vague images of hulking marine life that had once lurked in the depths of festering, primordial seas, and whose many-tentacled bodies had potently exhibited the same eerie bioluminescence, for some unknowable yet assuredly sinister purpose.
I struggled internally to stifle a flaring terror as the radiation intensified with each second. So as to not appear frightened, I turned my attention from them to my computer, where I’d been working, prior to their unsanctioned entrance.
Seeing me (ostensibly) relaxed, they crept closer, and spoke.
Their speech was akin to some animal chittering, though the words themselves—the genocidal ranting—were turgid, yet another point of evidence for their high intellectual capacity. I listened, morbidly enthralled, an
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nen type: transmutation, emission
the user transmutes their aura into bars of rebar and reinforces their own body with it, making it take the brunt of the force from most attacks
sub hatsu: Metallic Massacre
the user can transmute bars of rebar at high speeds from their aura, using them as deadly spears or as a movement aid
sub hatsu: Iron Extirpation
the user emits aura into someone's chest via touch, which then bursts out into massive bars of rebar that decimate the heart from the inside out when activated
conditions:
the activation occurs when the user takes a hit strong enough to shatter any one of their body reinforcement rebars
The once-great field was a drained husk of its former self;
It used to be lush with all kinds of plants, colourful and healthy.
But then a new species started to grow, and drove out the other plants;
Greedily competing for nutrients, growing tall to block the light,
Encircling those around them, starving them of much-needed food.
I planned to get rid of them all, meticulously kill these predator-plants,
Even turn it to barren wasteland; at least then I could start anew.
Yet whatever I tried ended up in complete and utter failure;
The pestilent weeds became resistant to any herbicide or poison,
And their own foul toxins kept me from getting close enough to uproot them.
But then, the girl arrived in my field.
She was unharmed by the toxins,
Undeterred by the spread of the weeds,
Cheerfully, she started picking the flowers,
Uprooting the field until nothing remained.
But she did not know what she was doing;
Not realising the good she had done.
And although a wasteland is what I needed,
Its ugliness filled her with regret.
She had only seen a flourishing land, brought to ruin,
Rather than the dying land, brought new hope.
She did not rejoice for allowing new life to return,
Nor recognising that the land had needed her,
Instead she saw only the destruction,
And mistaking good for bad, fell to despair.
22F (my girlfriend), caucasian, eastern European, 57kgs, ginger, occasional drinker, very rarely smoker had her right bartholin's gland extirpated 1 year and 6 months ago. Following to that appendix removed 2 months later. The reason for extirpation was that the gland couldnt drain itself properly so every once in a while she had to go to a gynecologist and manually drain it, which was very painful. Right before the surgery, situation got worse and they suspected the puss diffused so they told her there might be a second surgery. After 2 months when she went back for her checkup they said it was healing beautifully and there's no need for a second surgery. From then, almost every time where there's sexual contact she experiences discomfort, both her labia minora is swelling and hurting on touch, she's afraid her skene gland might have a problem as well, also the frenulum is getting micro fissures and sometimes even bleeding, even the perineum is getting irritated. She describes it as it hurts mostly when I insert the penis but hurts even during the intercourse. She went to multiple gynecologists and urologists who couldnt pinpoint a problem and essentially told her its all in her mind, we thought of that but the irritated area is visible with the plain eye after intercourse. We tried different lubes, more foreplay, different condoms, without condoms, hydrating and calming lotions you name it.She doesn't have any stds and neither do I. At this point we cant have sex more than twice a week without her being in excruciating pain, and even when the pain is minimal its still pretty bad. Can anyone help us or give us some advice on what to do? Thank you for your time.
22F(my girlfriend), caucasian, eastern European, 57kgs, ginger, occasional drinker, very rarely smoker had her right bartholin's gland extirpated 1 year and 6 months ago. Following to that appendix removed 2 months later. The reason for extirpation was that the gland couldnt drain itself properly so every once in a while she had to go to a gynecologist and manually drain it, which was very painful. Right before the surgery, situation got worse and they suspected the puss diffused so they told her there might be a second surgery. After 2 months when she went back for her checkup they said it was healing beautifully and there's no need for a second surgery. From then, almost every time where there's sexual contact she experiences discomfort, both her labia minora is swelling and hurting on touch, she's afraid her skene gland might have a problem as well, also the frenulum is getting micro fissures and sometimes even bleeding, even the perineum is getting irritated. She describes it as it hurts mostly when I insert the penis but hurts even during the intercourse. She went to multiple gynecologists and urologists who couldnt pinpoint a problem and essentially told her its all in her mind, we thought of that but the irritated area is visible with the plain eye after intercourse. We tried different lubes, more foreplay, different condoms, without condoms, hydrating and calming lotions you name it.She doesn't have any stds and neither do I. At this point we cant have sex more than twice a week without her being in excruciating pain, and even when the pain is minimal its still pretty bad. Can anyone help us or give us some advice on what to do? Thank you for your time.
