Monday, week one. (A word of caution)

[zackthekiller]

[We're murdering people now?]

[In one instance, he wouldn't have minded. He was provided familiar room and board, and he could kill anyone he wanted as long as he played nice with the other psychos.]

[This was different, though. Now his life was on the line. Along with the magical bullshit he's putting up with, he also has to keep an eye on his standings, plus he has to get enough candy so he can go put up with the familiar shit and find Ray... And if he has to get away with murder, it means he'll be put on trial if he gets caught.]

[Now, Zack has a certian M.O. that could pop up at any point, and while that would make him less likely to kill for some reasons, it would also get him punished for a crime he didn't commit. He needs someone to back him up, someone who isn't too likely to turn on him.]

[Luckily, Zack knows a certian dead eyed girl who hates being forced into bullshit. After dealing with the mystery person in the Network, he sends a private message to Miach's phone.]

Mia, it's Zack. Mind if I crash at your place for a bit? I gotta tell you something important.

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[zackthekiller]

... Oh.

[So she has amnesia. Whoops.]

I had no idea. Is there anything you can remember? After you were 8?

CW Abuse indeed, indeed

[imitationsoul]

Hell.

[ She pauses, then corrects herself: ]

Though a different kind of hell than the society I already told you about.

Another thing we have in common is that we've been put through the orphan care system. They plucked me out of a war zone, put me through therapy, layered kindness and compassion onto me like cement and then decided I was fit to be put into their perfect little world.

I went from a place made out of iron and blood into a world where nobody has ever had to see a serious injury, let alone a corpse. [ Miach shakes her head at that naivety. ]

I liked it fine at first - nobody touched me physically, I had all that I needed to live... but it wasn't long before I noticed that it's just another kind of torture. They won't touch you physically, but the clean and sterile inhumanity expected from living humans just kills you all the same.

So then I made the same choice you made: I decided to get back at the world that tried to swallow me.

Holy shit.

[zackthekiller]

[That... Got his attention. He's going to sit here quietly and listen to her story.]

So... You were alive for the apocalypse, and they tried to make you...

Damn.

I guess we do have that in common, even though you were stuck with the health Nazis while I got... You know.

[imitationsoul]

Oh, the war I'm from wasn't the Maelstrom. That one happened before I was born.

Chechnya is simply one of the conflict zones left over. Most of the world is covered by lifeism but my home country is still fighting even now.

Funny, isn't it? I don't think anyone noticed I'm not even Japanese.

[ She certainly looks close enough to it - her minority doesn't have too much resemblance to their direct neighbours either. ]

[zackthekiller]

... I have never heard of that country before in my life, but it sounds like hell.

[Last time Zack checked, actual Japanese people didn't have blue hair. It's possible hair dye is popular in the future, but who cares about the future of hair?!]

How'd you end up in life-land, then?

[imitationsoul]

Well, I was eventually freed from Russian slavery by Chechen freedom fighters and given into an adoption program. Japan was trying to fight against the decreasing birth rate in their country - you know, how everything those days is about ensuring the survival of the community. So they had this program about adopting war orphans and integrating them into Japanese society.

That's what brought me to the Mihies.