Dawn City Dyed in Blood — The Abandoned Motel Suite, the Depths of Starvation, and the Brutal Awakening of Survival
The night air that poured through the shattered glass of the hospital's main entrance was razor-sharp and bone-dry, slicing into Eunha's naked, porcelain-pale skin like a blade. Her thin shoulders trembled violently as she buried her face in the stiff fur of the beast's nape. The crude bandages and leather-strap harness binding her thighs and back to the creature's intercostal muscles held firm, but every leap and landing of the hundred-kilogram wolf sent a crushing shockwave through her organs.
Boom.Thud. The beast's four paws shattered the asphalt as it tore through the heart of the ruined city — a hell now devoid of humanity. Eunha's vision was not total blindness. Though more than half her optic nerves had died, leaving her unable to discern sharp outlines or read text, she could still distinguish degrees of light, blurred shapes, and extreme colors, as if peering through frosted glass.
What her cloudy silver eyes reflected was literally a blood-soaked inferno. A grotesque, rust-red moon hung in the sky like a festering wound, while the silhouettes of high-rise buildings and shops on either side whipped past, all twisted and collapsed beyond recognition. Yet far more horrifying than sight were the sounds and smells that gnawed at her sanity.
Bzzzzzzzz.Shhhhhhhh. From between the concrete canyons and within the pitch-black alleys, the nightmarish ultrasound of tens of thousands of wings tearing through the air echoed endlessly. On the unlit asphalt, shadows the size of sedans writhed and crawled — shapes that even Eunha's blurred vision could catch as grotesque clumps. The friction of mandibles from giant mantises as thick as an adult's forearm and mutated ants large enough to swallow a person whole. Crunch. Rip. The sour stench of acidic secretions sprayed while they devoured hundreds, thousands of burst human corpses scattered across the streets vibrated on the wind.
"Hic…! Haah, ahhh…"
Paralyzed by sheer terror, Eunha squeezed her eyes shut and clung desperately to the massive black wolf's torso with both arms and legs as it carried her forward. The only shield she had in this hunting ground of colossal insects was the boiling body heat and thick, masculine pheromones radiating from the beast that had torn and raped her. The miserable reality of having to beg for her life while clinging to the body of the predator that had violated her. Yet the primal instinct that if she fell from this giant wolf's back, she would be skewered by those nightmare insects' barbed legs and dissolved alive in digestive fluid turned her mind white with fear.
Kwaaaang!Crunch. The beast's relentless sprint came to a halt in front of a massive shopping building. With one swipe of its enormous forepaw, it smashed the half-lowered steel shutter, bending the metal like taffy and opening a path into the darkness. This had once been the entrance to a large motel in the city center before the collapse.
Leaping up the stairs in a single bound after crossing the lobby, the beast rammed its jaw and shoulder into the firmly locked wooden door of the most spacious and secluded suite, shattering it completely.
Crash! Bang!Crack. The door, hinges torn free, tumbled into the room, kicking up a cloud of fine white dust. Stale, moldy air trapped inside rushed out in a wave. The beast strode to the center of the room and carefully severed the crude leather straps and bandage knots binding Eunha's waist and back with its sharp fangs.
Thud.Slide. Once freed, Eunha's exhausted, frail body slipped from the beast's back and fell limply onto the soft carpeted floor.
"Ah…!"
The moment her bare skin touched the cold floor, Eunha curled into a ball and coughed violently. The beast glanced down at her sprawled form, then began circling the room, sniffing every corner with its sensitive nose.
Sniff. Sniff. Snort. Under the bed, inside the bathroom, along the window cracks. The heavy thud of the giant wolf's paws filled the space. It was the predator's instinct, thoroughly checking for any other threatening creatures or insects hiding within.
After roughly three minutes of searching, the beast returned to the foot of the bed, let out a low, heavy breath, and gave its tail a single wag.
Grrrr. It was a declaration that this space was safe and had been completely claimed as its territory.
With the tension released, a horrific pain surged up from Eunha's stomach, twisting her empty gut like a vise. Gurgle. Glorp. From the moment the levitation event erupted and the world ended until now, not a single drop of water had passed through her esophagus or stomach. The only thing filling her hollow belly was the hundreds of milliliters of cloudy semen that had been violently forced between her shredded inner walls while the beast's overwhelming cock crushed her organs.
Hunger. The most primal and savage instinct any living thing required for survival slammed into Eunha's mind. Stomach acid scraped against her empty stomach lining, causing a burning sting. With trembling hands, she reached for the emergency backpack that had fallen with her when she slipped from the beast's back. Inside were the medicines she had grabbed from the pharmacy, along with several cans and strips of jerky she had blindly swept from the hospital shop.
Her fingertips brushed against the cold metal cylinder of a Spam can. The moment she confirmed it was food, thick saliva mixed with the beast's repulsive pheromones pooled in her mouth. She pulled the backpack onto her lap and fumbled across the surface with thin, shaking fingers, searching for the aluminum pull-tab on the lid. But with her severely damaged vision and fingers numb from extreme fatigue and chills, they refused to obey.
She had just managed to wedge her index finger into the tab's groove and was about to pull with force when—
Riiip. Slip. Her blood- and mucus-slicked finger slid uselessly off the tab. At the same time, the sharp edge of the can lid sprang up from the misapplied force and mercilessly sliced across the joints of her index and middle fingers.
"Ah! Hng…!"
Eunha let out a short scream and dropped the can. The sharp pain of flesh being deeply cut. Even through her blurred vision, she could clearly see the dark red liquid welling up from the white joints of her fingers.
Drip. Drop. The wound must have been quite deep; hot droplets of blood began falling onto the carpet. The fresh, metallic scent of human blood instantly spread through the stale air of the sealed motel room.
That smell struck the giant wolf crouched in the corner like lightning.
Sniff. The beast's massive head snapped up. Its bloodshot red eyes locked precisely onto Eunha's bleeding fingertips. Its four paws scraped the floor as it closed the distance in an instant, stopping right in front of her. A muzzle far larger than an adult woman's head loomed over her hand.
Terrified that the beast, stimulated by the smell of her blood, might lose its mind and bite her entire arm off, Eunha squeezed her eyes shut and held her breath.
"Hic…! D-don't come…."
But the beast did not seek her flesh. Taeo opened his ferocious jaws toward the aluminum can that had rolled across the floor.
Crunch!Crush! The beast's bite force, capable of shattering the armored shells of bullet-deflecting insects, crumpled the thick aluminum can like paper and tore it open in one go.
Squish. Splatter. After violently chewing the can in its mouth to completely destroy the outer metal shell, the beast spat only the contents onto Eunha's naked lap. Plop. Squelch. What landed on her thigh were chunks of pork deeply scored with the beast's sharp tooth marks, slathered in foamy, cloudy saliva.
The mixed stench of the beast's spit and salty processed meat stung her nose. It was not the clean, human way of using tools to neatly remove packaging, but an utterly beastly, wild method of feeding — ripping the shell apart with raw power and fangs to deliver the contents. Taeo snorted lowly and nudged the meat chunks with his muzzle, pushing them closer to her abdomen. Eat.
Eunha's lips quivered. The processed meat was covered in sharp aluminum shards that hadn't been filtered out, motel floor dust, and above all, drenched in the repulsive saliva of the beast that had violated her. To the Lee Eunha of the pre-apocalypse, it would have been filthy refuse fit only for the trash. But her starvation-maddened stomach easily trampled reason and began its desperate struggle for survival.
Without even thinking to wipe the blood still dripping from her cut hand, Eunha grabbed the saliva-soaked lump of meat with both hands and shoved it violently into her mouth.
Chomp. Slurp. Chew. Chew.
"Hng… ugh, haaa…."
The sound of her miserable, sobbing meal echoed through the room. The salty, oily taste of preserved meat. The metallic flavor from aluminum fragments scraping her gums. And the sour, sticky texture of the beast's saliva that gently coated it all and helped it slide down her throat. With tears and snot covering her face, Eunha gagged and retched even as she desperately chewed and swallowed the meat the beast had chewed and spat out for her.
I am no longer human. A miserable livestock that cannot even handle tools herself, forced to scavenge saliva-covered scraps that this monster peels and spits from its mouth just to stay alive.
When Eunha finally swallowed the last piece of meat, gasping harshly as she curled up on the floor, the beast approached.
Sniff. Snort.Taeo came close to her face, pressed her bloodied right hand down with his massive forepaw to hold it still, then extended his long, wet tongue and licked over the deep gash left by the can lid, where the flesh had split open.
Slurp!Lick. Riiip.
"Ah! It stings…! Hng!"
The moment the beast's rough tongue barbs touched the wound and created friction, a sharp burning pain like disinfectant being poured ripped through her fingertips. But Eunha could not pull her hand away. The beast's heavy paw pinned her wrist down, and with every lick, an enormous amount of saliva gushed from its mouth, seeping thickly into the open flesh.
Slurp. Grind. Two times. Three times. Each time the beast's tongue persistently licked across the wound, Eunha's cloudy silver eyes widened in shock. The terrible pain from the cut faded like a lie, replaced by a strange numbness and hot heat. And even in a blind person's blurred vision, a bizarre biological change was happening clearly before her eyes.
The cross-sections of her index and middle fingers, which had been gaping red and oozing blood. The torn muscle tissue and capillaries greedily absorbed the extreme cellular regeneration factors contained in the beast's saliva like a sponge, then began contracting and knitting together at a visible speed. The blood instantly coagulated like jelly to stop the bleeding, and the split skin forcibly sealed itself, forming a hard scab.
"This… this can't be real…"
Eunha whispered in a trembling voice. She had thought it miraculous that her third-degree vaginal rupture had healed in half a day. But witnessing the nerves and blood vessels moving and reconnecting like living things right before her eyes was an overwhelming shock that completely discarded all common sense of modern medicine.
Even the beast seemed fascinated by the immediate healing its own saliva had produced. It let out a low Grrrr? and gently prodded her now-healed fingers with its nose. Eunha carefully flexed her scab-covered fingers. The pain was gone, and the joints moved normally.
Outside the window, the sound of giant insects' wings and horrific tearing noises still ripped through the night air. The moment she stepped beyond that door, a human would not survive even a single second and would be reduced to nothing but a chunk of meat.
Eunha's head slowly turned toward the huge, dark mass crouched before her — toward Taeo. The ferocious rapist who had violated her and shattered her insides. But at the same time, the invincible warrior who smashed thick steel doors like paper and devoured insects whole. The miraculous healer who chewed food and spat it out for a blind female who could not use her hands, and who could seal torn wounds with a single lick of saliva.
Humanity had already been destroyed anyway. Family, society, dignity — all of it was gone, reduced to ruins. If she wanted to breathe even one more day without being dissolved in digestive fluid and shat out by those monsters, there was only one path.
She had to become the perfect possession of this giant predator. She had to accept his cock, become addicted to his fluids, and be tamed in the way of beasts.
Eunha reached out with a hand covered in blood and saliva and slowly stroked the beast's massive muzzle. The beast closed its eyes in satisfaction and rubbed its cheek against her palm. It was the final declaration of corruption — the blind female completely accepting her fate and willingly placing around her own neck the bizarre, cruel chain of symbiosis with a monstrous being.