Reborn In Apocalypse (Taekook)
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#gore
#B×B
#Boyslove
#Rebirth
#Apocalypse
#18+
#Bottomtae
#Topkook
#Endoftheworld
#powers
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Chapter 1
Chen ryujin
"Anyway, he's just dead weight now--- dragging resources wherever he goes. He'll only slow us down. It’ll take at least half a month to reach Base S from here, and who knows what might happen along the way. Who has time to deal with him..."
Chen ryujin
"And my brother needs a better recovery environment after receiving the Superpower Core. Weiwei told us to take good care of him on the road. The car’s only so big- we can’t haul around a near-corpse without hassle.."
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"It makes sense, but I’m worried Mr. Chen won’t be okay with this........"
Chen ryujin
"Don’t worry, Doctor. My mom will handle Dad. Besides, by agreeing to the transplant surgery, he already all but signed off on this useless tràsh dyîng. He knows the difference between losing one person and losing the whole family. Without my brother, we won’t make it to Base S. When the horde overruns the base next time, we'll all die! "
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"Alright then......l’ll stop administering his medication."
Chen ryujin
"Right. No need to waste more medicine. Doctor, leave the rest to me. You can go."
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In the dimly lit basement, Kim taehyung lay barely conscious on a filthy metal bed, his face deathly pale, breath faint as a thread.
His skeletal limbs were shackled with rusted chains, his oversized medical smock soaked in blood around his midsection- likely unchanged since surgery.The sheets beneath him were stained beyond recognition.
(Medical smock: smock meaning a loose, lightweight garment worn over your clothes to protect them.)
He couldn’t move. All he could do was strain to turn his head toward the half-open door. Nothing came into view, only the cold voices of a man and woman debating his 'disposal'.
It was his stepsister Chen ryujin speaking with the family physician.
Their words sliced through the air like demon whispers, dripping with nothing but cruelty.
Kim taehyung felt no sorrow. Ever since they had removed his Superpower Core two days ago, he had accepted that he would be tossed aside like garbage. Now, he finally felt relief- he was about to be free. Two years of pure hell was more than enough.
The iron door slammed open under a violent kick. Chen ryujin strode in wearing a black and white tracksuit, her hair tied back in a ponytail. In her hand was a syringe thick as a toddler’s wrist, filled with a viscous pale-yellow liquid.
Kim taehyung knew exactly what that was- nutrient solution used in post-apocalyptic hospitals to keep special patients alive. For two years, it had been the only thing keeping him breathing.
She approached with practiced brutality, wrenching his jaw open and forcing the liquid down his throat. As an awakened superhuman, her strength was monstrous. He thrashed weakly, the chains biting into his skin, choking as he struggled to swallow, nearly suffocating....
The syringe yanked from his mouth hit the floor. Chen ryujin loomed over him, her pretty face contorted in sadistic glee as she watched his ashen face briefly color from choking.
Chen ryujin
"Enjoy your last meal"
Kim taehyung gasped for air, clenching his teeth, glaring at her with pained eyes.
Kim taehyung
"Why even waste the damn nutrients... I’m already dying anyway.... *cough*"
Why not just leave him? Let him end this sooner.
Chen ryujin laughed suddenly, her eyes glinting with the same pity you'd give a mangy stray.
Chen ryujin
"You said we'd never die easy. Now I'm showing you firsthand what that means! This nutrient is laced with custom anesthetic that will keep you alive for ten days right here. Experts say the horde’s gonna overrun the this base in a week...."
By now, kim taehyung understood. He tried to speak, but his mouth went slack, tongue leaden- - the effect of the drug. Even if he wanted to bite his tongue and end it all, he couldn't muster enough strength to draw blood.
Chen ryujin's laughter grew even more mocking as she saw terror flash in his eyes. She continued cruelly,
Chen ryujin
"Z Base’s central district starts evacuating to S Base tonight. Our family will be among the first to leave, so we won’t get to see the zombies roll in. You can stay here and enjoy the show for us- watch how those disgusting things make sure you die a miserable death! Worthless pièce of tràsh!"
After spitting at him on the metal bed, she turned and walked out, but paused at the door to say one last thing,
Chen ryujin
"Oh, and thanks for the purified superpower core you provided. My brother is recovering faster now. We’ll put it to good use.😏now rot here."
The door slammed shut. Footsteps faded away, and Kim taehyung closed his eyes in despair. He couldn’t even choose how to die- how bitterly unfair. Yet he was powerless."
Rage and exhaustion overwhelmed him, and soon he slipped into a hazy half-sleep.
Kim taehyung don’t know how long he had slept when ear-splitting sirens wailed across the base. He heard chaotic gunfire and screams from above.
Moments later, the basement door burst open. The stench of decay flooded the underground space. Twisted-faced zombies stormed in, snarling as they lunged at him, biting and tearing at his body.
Thankfully, the pain didn’t last long. One zombie tore into his throat, and his consciousness began to fade. His body felt colder by the second, and all he could hear was the ravenous slurping of the undead.
A burst of gunfire right beside him yanked his scattered mind back. The zombie on top of him took a headshot and was shoved aside.
A man in tactical gear, toting an AK, was calling his name. The voice sounded familiar. It took him a sluggish moment to place it- Jeon jungkook, his ex-boyfriend, the one he’d unilaterally broken up with before the apocalypse.
Kim taehyung tried to speak, but blood spilled from his mouth. Jeon jungkook’s face twisted in panic as he pressed a hand to Kim taehyung’s neck, holding him tight and saying something- too many things- but kim taehyung couldn’t answer. The sounds around him drifted further away. The last thing he heard was Jeon jungkook's raw, screaming curses,
Jeon jungkook
"You stupid fool, why didn’t you come to me?!"
Jeon jungkook
"Why didn’t you come to me.....?!"
Jeon jungkook
"Kim taehyung!"
Jeon jungkook
"Kim taehyung--------"
Hearing Jeon jungkook's gut-wrenching yells and swearing, kim taehyung had never wanted to cry so badly. For over two years since the apocalypse began, he’d prayed for death. But now, in his final moments, he clung desperately to the will to live.
Yes, back before the end, when his mother died, he had wanted to go to Jeon jungkook. So why did he instead seek out a deadbeat father who had never cared for him?
Why hadn’t he fought harder to reach Jeon jungkook?
It was the apocalypse- why couldn’t they have reconciled?
If only he had gone to Jeon jungkook, he’d never have ended up like this…
The last sound vanished. Kim taehyung fell into darkness, drowning in regret.
Chapter 2
In the early morning, in a room with blackout curtains tightly drawn, the phone on the bedside table vibrated to the tune of a melodious ringtone.
After shifting around under the air-conditioned comforter for a while, a hand reached out to fumble for the phone and drag it over,
A gentle female voice came through the phone
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"Hello, this is Axin Loan customer service. We noticed that you applied for a loan on our platform but haven’t completed the final verification. Did you encounter any issues? If- "
Kim taehyung
"Don't need it anymore, thanks."
Before the other party could finish, kim taehyung hung up.
A moment later, he yawned,kicked off the covers, and sat up. Habitually rubbing his neck, he suddenly froze-
The next second, his expression changed drastically, his face twisted in panic as he looked around frantically, his gaze finally settling on the still-active phone screen..
(Tianhe City, East District, August 13, 2036, 9:25 AM, sunny weather...)
Kim taehyung instinctively raised a hand to his mouth
At the same time, memories came crashing down on him
Drought, his mother’s death, toxic rain, virus, zombies... the apocalypse!
Kim taehyung gave himself several hard pinches, hissing through his teeth in pain.
Even though the room’s air conditioning was cranked all the way down, a sheen of sweat still formed on his forehead, and his cheeks flushed red from the overwhelming emotions.
Not bothering with shoes, kim taehyung jumped out of bed and rushed to the window, yanking open the curtains and throwing the window wide. The air outside was hot and fresh, with a whiff of flowers, the sun bright and the sky cloudless.
No suffocating dark clouds or smog, no wasteland littered with dismembered limbs, no land blackened and desiccated by viral contamination, no rotting, horrifying zombies...
[Desiccated: means completely dried out or lacking moisture.]
No signs of the apocalypse anywhere. This surreal scene finally convinced kim taehyung,
He'd gone back in time!!!
According to the calendar, he had returned half a month before the toxic rain of the apocalypse, and ten days after his mother’s funeral.
His mother, who had battled stomach cancer for two years, was gone.
Over those two years, in order to pay for her treatment, their once stable and middle class life had been drowned in debt, and his relationships with friends and relatives had grown colder than strangers.
While his mother was alive, she'd forbidden him to sell their house, insisting it be left for him- she wouldn't let him lose both her and their home.
But he had wanted his mother. Even knowing the outcome wouldn't change, he had still held onto every extra day he could get.
So, he had hit up everyone for loans, promising to sell the house and repay the debts after his mother passed. That was how he had managed to cobble together the cash.
Right after his mother’s funeral, his relatives had shown up at his door, pressuring him to sell the house, afraid he would go back on his word.
He bore no grudges. After all, a deal's a deal- a promise made was a promise kept. Nobody's money grew on trees, and those who had lent to him had done so out of kindness, not obligation. He owed them gratitude and effort in return.
In his haste, he had undersold the house, but fortunately, it was enough to clear the debts.
After settling everything, he had less than 10,000 yuan left in his bank account. Exhausted, he had rented a temporary place and promptly fell ill, self-medicating and slipping in and out of consciousness for two days..........
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