Faust stood at the university gate, looking at the crossroads. The once bustling intersection was now a scene of destruction and chaos.

Everywhere was now littered with debris and the remains of destroyed cars, their twisted metal frames a testament to the violence that had overtaken the city; he could smell the potent scent of petrol and decaying flesh, although it should be revolting to him.

'It doesn't smell too bad, like a ripe banana...' Faust thought, his hand enjoying the soft, silky texture of a succubi's ass cheeks.

Faust looked out at the landscape; he could see that the destruction extended far beyond the university area and the crossroads, some damage likely because of that big mutated zombie he killed.

He turned his head, looking to the right down a long street that used to lead to his old apartment, something Amy helped him buy in the past while Sarah gave him a good guarantor. The streets were filled with bodies, some lying motionless in the middle of the road while others were scattered on the sidewalks.

The smell of decay filled the air, overpowering even the acrid smoke rising from the buildings set ablaze.

'I should feel something looking at this, but why do I feel nothing?' Alex thought while turning to the left, a road vital to all students, a long road of various stores and shops.

The once-familiar buildings that lined the streets were now barely recognisable, their facades marred by gunfire and the telltale signs of looting. Many windows had been smashed, and the interiors had been ransacked and stripped of anything valuable.

Despite the chaos and destruction, there was a sense of stillness in the air, as though the city was holding its breath, waiting for the next wave of violence to strike. The only sounds were the occasional moans of the undead, shuffling slowly through the streets, searching for their next meal.

Faust knew that he needed to move quickly if he wanted to survive in this new world.

The crossroads may have been a familiar landmark, but now it was another waypoint on the road to survival. With a deep breath, he stepped out of the safety of the university gates and into the uncertain future ahead.

All of his serene thoughts were broken when the woman over his shoulder began to kick her legs and let out a thick black mana, attracting the zombies like fishes to prime bait.

"Hey, stop! Put me down, damn molester!" A woman's loud screech began to draw even more zombies towards a pair standing near Lone Star University's gate.

Faust looked deathly pale, with a wild and thug-like face; despite his attractive features, gruesome scars and black sclera made him look terrifying as his emerald eyes looked around the area with a smirk.

Faust lifted his right hand, blasting down on the plump ass of Stella with a loud smack as she yelped moments after. Her curvy, fat ass cheeks jiggled from the impact as it echoed across the open crossroads, with countless piles of cars and corpses on the ground.

"Ahn!?"

'Fuck! Stop, I am a succubus who should not yield to a man!'

Stella's little ass was now red with the huge handprint of Faust; she slid off his shoulder as black shadows began to swirl around her body; since her truth was discovered, he would keep doing this to attract zombies and then "farm" them like a game.

'Why does he have to slap my ass... Damn bastard with no delicacy!' She thought before a small whisper left her lips, before shaking her head in denial, 'it doesn't feel good... I am not a pervert! I like vanilla porn!'

A zombie stumbled out from behind one of the cars, stumbling over its own feet before collapsing onto the asphalt, with a smile on its decaying face.

Faust took his hand away, turning his back on her and walked past the corpse as if nothing had happened; his body swayed as the male corpse tried to take a chunk out of his flesh; even the ghoul Faust was now appetising to the zombies after being covered in the thick shadowy mana from a succubus.

Snap!

The white-haired ghoul snapped his fingers, and suddenly, a bubble of crimson blood began to form in the sky just above the zombie; using the blood from corpses around the area, its spear shape quickly solidified before dropping down with a rapid pace and pierced through the zombies head; the disgusting splatter filling the area as the lance penetrated the zombie like a sausage on a barbeque.

A moment later, the red and white lights poured into Faust, but he didn't feel too refreshed; that full, bloated feeling just became worse as he looked back at the succubus, who was giving him the middle finger with both hands; quickly; she stopped and turned away pretending to whistle before skipping towards him.

"We've been hunting all night; can't we return yet? I've gained three levels already, and I'm tired...."

"Shut up!" Faust snapped; he didn't level a single fucking time!

His voice was cold and harsh, but the succubus didn't care. Instead, she continued to walk towards him with a grin on her face.

"You know what you're doing is wrong, right?"

Her seductive body began to rub against him; the black smoke billowing as she began to run her fingers across his body; a sultry whisper coming from her lips as they brushed against his pointed ears, "you're supposed to be banging me silly; that's how I'll become your slave right~ just like those two girls... why don't you fuck me too? It will be great, I swear!"

"Guha!?"

Faust drove his left arm into her gut with a swift jab, the soft flesh easily impacted before her solid abs hidden deep inside to maximise her sex appeal to males blocking most of the damage; her little tail swaying with a smirk plastered on her face.

Over time, although she hurt at first; slowly, it was beginning to feel quite pleasant, so despite not even wanting to have sex with him; she would tease him, make him angry, to get a rise out of him. Seeing Faust in a huff caused her to feel a strange pleasure.

But there was a limit to how much teasing he could tolerate, and now was the time for payback.

Faust grabbed her by her slender waist and pulled her closer, grabbing her ass with both hands; his sudden violent and aggressive movements caused the succubus to breathe deeply; she was scared! Her body wanted him more with each passing moment, yet her mind will resist and refuse to become his like a cheap whore.

With a swift movement, Faust brought his other hand to her neck, pressing hard enough to choke her.

"Stop... Stop, please..."

She began to squirm and writhe beneath his grip, but it wouldn't work; he would crush her windpipe if he wanted to.

Instead, he moved his free hand to her ass, squeezing and groping it firmly as she struggled underneath him. His fingers felt the soft flesh of her ass, almost like velvet under his fingertips.

He squeezed harder until he heard a faint gasp escape her lips; his sharp claws began to press into her flesh, causing her sweet, flower-scented blood like cherry blossom to fill the atmosphere, causing Faust to believe if this girl broke wind, it'd smell like roses!

"Agh... Ahn!"

Her screams grew louder, and soon, her body began to tremble and shake.

Faust grinned as he pressed even deeper into her flesh, savouring the sensation of her soft flesh on his fingers.

"Hahh... Haaaah... Nnnng!"

Suddenly, the succubus froze in place, her body trembling and shivering as the sensations of his fingers spread throughout her body.

"Ahhh... Oh god... What are you doing...?"

Faust released his grip, allowing the succubus to slide down his arm and fall to the ground, gasping for breath as her entire body trembled with every breath she took.

"I am in charge here, do as I say; don't get in the way, woman." Faust brought the bloody fingers to his lips before sucking her delicious blood from them, tasting the sweet nectar as it flowed down his throat.

Stella stared at him in disbelief as a blush crept across her face. 'What is this feeling? Why am I so aroused... Fuck this bastard! He's trying to make me a masochist; I will not submit!'

"Urrrr...Grrrr..."

Their moment was disturbed by the groans of all the zombies they were trying to attract; however, before Faust could get into stance and start culling them for coins and the rare boxes they dropped, his eyes suddenly widened, pupils dilating.

'What!?' He was too slow to see the creature or zombie.

A burst of wind shot past his head before a pair of thick claws slipped past his cheek; he felt a burning hot sensation before warmth seeping from his cheek, the extremely fast zombie almost blinking from his sight as Faust stumbled, almost dropping to the ground as Stella held him up, her eyes constantly watching the distance as black shadows began to materialise at her waist.

'No! That thing is too strong...'

Even though it wasn't very powerful, the beast could still attack him with such speed that he couldn't dodge.

"Damn! Too fast!"

Faust used his right hand to grab Stella's wrist, pushing her arms down as he pushed her away from himself.

A second later, the monster appeared, a deformed human that looked like a wolf-like creature with an oversized head, a large jaw filled with rows of sharp teeth, and a thick, muscular torso covered in bloody muscles and an exposed heart. Its skin was dark grey, and its limbs were thin, but each limb ended with a clawed foot.

"Stella, you take care of the zombies around us; I trust you; take care of yourself," Alex shouted with Faust's tone; they were no longer separated but were now linked and united.

Alex pressed his hand against his face, feeling the oozing blood and mangled meat as big chunks of flesh were missing.

'Fuck this guy in particular!' Alex knew it would heal, but this damn freak ruined his face.

The mutant zombie circled Alex, its strange eyes able to move in a complete circle as it lowered itself, seeming to prepare to charge again, but instead, it swung its right hand at Alex's head.

Alex ducked out of the way as the blow missed, but the monster didn't stop there, swinging its left arm at Alex's chest; the force of the punch knocked him back, sending him tumbling across the ground.

He landed on his side as the monster stood over him, ready to deliver another strike.

"Now!"

Alex tensed his muscles, using the momentum of his roll to fling his right side up into the air, sending a powerful uppercut to the jaw of the monster, feeling the brittle bones crack as it seemed to have lost defence to maximise speed; the blow sent the beast flying back as Alex rolled to his feet and sprinted towards the mutant as it fell backwards, landing on its back.historical

With a glance, Alex saw that the monster was still moving, pulling out his long nodachi, grasping it with his right hand and placing the blade over his left shoulder, each step towards the mutant increasing in pace.

"Tch!"

The monster tried to leap up, but Alex's blade was faster than the eye could follow, slicing cleanly through the creature's throat and cutting straight through the jugular vein.

Blood gushed out from the wound as the monster's lifeblood sprayed across the ground; the creature let out a low groan as its body twitched for a moment before finally going still.

Alex sighed in relief, lowering the sword and wiping away the blood dripping from his face.

"That was close..."

Alex turned to see Stella running towards him, a few zombies stumbling behind her; the succubus was panting heavily, but her face showed no signs of fatigue.

"It was a good fight!" Stella said with a strange sense of praise as she took a deep breath and focused her energy, channelling her magic through her outstretched hands. As she chanted the incantation for the "Shadow Bolt" spell, several bolts of dark energy shot forth from her fingers, arcing through the air towards the group of zombies stumbling towards her.

Faust was surprised at how beautiful this woman looked as she spun around, her crimson hair swaying as a black mist began to swirl around her body, masking her in a dark and mysterious feel.

A whirring blast sounded as each bolt left her fingers like a pistol shot, bursting into the crowd of zombies that were crazy about her shadowy aura, a comforting sense of darkness and death; maybe the dead sought peace, mistaking her for a grim reaper only to be culled by her ruthless magic.

Every bolt hit their target with deadly accuracy, striking the zombies square in the chest and sending them tumbling backwards. Her shadow bolts exploded on impact, their dark energy tearing through the undead flesh and leaving behind smoking craters where the zombies had once stood.

"Phew!" Sweat oozed from her forehead; these spells were the inborn abilities of her clan, but due to her curse, she had only ever used the illusory and distorted view spells.

Stella continued to cast the spell, sending bolt after bolt towards the approaching horde. With each strike, the zombies fell to the ground, their bodies writhing in agony before finally succumbing to the dark energy and falling still.

The bubbling brains and mottled black blood spluttered around her body as she ignored everything around her, like in a trance, finally able to touch her roots. At the same time, Faust used his sharp nodachi, swinging down on the zombies that tried to circle Stella—never dropping his focus for a moment.

'This feels so damn good!' Stella shouted in her mind, feeling a sense of pleasure each time the white light entered her body, restoring the used willpower of each shadow bolt; she wanted to turn around and show off. Make Faust praise her and stop slapping her ass or being violent, the thoughts growing bigger with each slain zombie.

'I'll beat him up, make him beg for my body, then deny him! Hahaha!'

As the last zombies fell, Stella took a moment to catch her breath, her body still thrumming with the residual energy from the spell. She surveyed the aftermath of her attack, taking in the smoking craters and the still bodies of the undead.

Satisfied that the immediate threat had been neutralised, she turned around, a huge smile on her face, wanting to hear the praise of Faust, to have him smile; even though she desperately fought against the ghoul infection, still, some parts had already manifested.

"Fa-"

Thud! His powerful body slammed into her; she was about to complain before a distant building's cracked window suddenly flashed bright light, followed by a thunderous roar.

BANG!

Stella could only see a huge tide of dark red blood, her body almost thrown to the ground behind several thick blocks of stone used to top flooding or for building works.

BANG!

She was bewildered, unable to understand what happened as her heart began to race to hear that sound once more and the man she wanted to get back at suddenly flopped down; onto her body, his heavyweight pushing the air from her lungs as she became covered a flood of his blood and flesh.

"Alex?"

"Alex, come on! Don't play; you're fine, right?"

Her azure blue eyes opened wide as she noticed one of his arms was missing; his throat had been punctured, and he was almost unconscious.

Stella was in a panic but didn't lose focus; remembering that he was some vampire-like creature, she opened his mouth, the sharp teeth now bloody with some broken as she placed her arm against them.

'You bastard, molest me, make me feel good, act all cocky! Then get hurt. I will make you treat me like a queen for this!'