π•―πšŽπšœπš’πšπšŽπš›πš’πšžπš–...

By Clutz_Anime

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[TESTING/BETA Program] : an ardent desire or longing. especially : a feeling of loss or grief for something l... More

Chapter 1: π——π—‚π—Œπ–Όπ—ˆπ—π–Ύπ—‹
Chapter 2: π—˜π—…π—Žπ–½π–Ύ
Chapter 3: π—–π—‚π—‹π–Όπ—Žπ—†π—Œπ—‰π–Ύπ–Όπ—
Chapter 4: π—”π–»π—Œπ—π–Ίπ—‚π—‡
Chapter 5: 𝗠𝖺𝖼𝖺𝖻𝗋𝖾
Chapter 6: π—£π–Ίπ—‹π—Œπ—‚π—†π—ˆπ—‡π—‚π—ˆπ—Žπ—Œ
Chapter 7: 𝗠𝖺𝗅𝖺𝖽𝗒
Chapter 8: π—˜π—€π—‹π–Ύπ—€π—‚π—ˆπ—Žπ—Œ
Chapter 9: 𝗑𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗀𝖺𝗍𝖾
Chapter 10: 𝗧𝖾𝗇𝖺𝖼𝗂𝗍𝗒
Chapter 12:

Chapter 11:

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By Clutz_Anime

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𝑺𝑬𝑨𝑺𝑶𝑵 𝟸
【𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃】
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╔═ ⌕ ᴰᴱᶠᴵᴺᴱ  ═════════╗
⎆ com•pre•hend
↳ grasp mentally; understand.
╚═════════ ➥ᴱᴺᵀᴱᴿ  ═╝

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【 𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝑨𝒓𝒄 】

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Milan was lead by one of the doctors to a room after being branded that is engraved onto the hand. Usually it would be the upper left side of his chest but he can guess that he was a different kind to be tested, unlike Norman.

The symbol on his hand was different as it didn't say number one but number two. They remove the transmitter on his left ear, replacing it with a bracelet. His left hand was hurting from the burn they marked on him

He enters the room. Clean bed, bookshelves, table, chair, carpet, it even has some decorations to make the room more colorful. However, there were no sign of windows. Like prison.

His first night wasn't bad...

... For now.

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Ⓓⓐⓨ ➁

“Good Morning, Milan. I'm your doctor.”

"Nice to meet you, Doctor!" Milan smiled, sitting on the chair after discovering that there's a bathroom for him to freshen up.

“Please present your check-up by nearing your bracelet to the scanner over there.” The doctor instruct. He did what he was told and looks at his bracelet.

Unlike the tracker that was implanted on his ear, this one was removable if there weren't for the cameras and audio recorders around the room. The security is really tight from what he observed at first glance.

He wondered how Norman escape a place with such tight security like Lambda. He places a hand on the scanner as it made a beep noise. And showed your vitals which showed normal results.

“Time for your breakfast.”

What am I? An animal? The hatch below the scanner opened and came out a set of food. He takes the tray as the hatch closes. It almost looked like a ventilation system which it probably is as there are no other vents than this one.

"Uh... Thank you for the meal."

He sat on the table and began eating his breakfast. It was like any other food he ate at Grace Field but delectable nonetheless. On the side of the tray were pills in different sizes and color. He picks it up and observes it.

“You have to take those pills everyday, Milan. They're vitamins.”

Vitamins, my a**... He downed the pills in one go and drank water to ensure the drugs passes through to his stomach. He doesn't have a choice since they were watching, cameras, audios, and the bracelet that tracks his every move.

He was lead to a room. It was the same daily test machines that were at Grace Field but has more wires around. He was trapped in a vertically-shaped cylinder room. “You've taken test at Grace Field but this one will be a bit difficult for you. Can you do pass?” The doctor warned.

He smiled at a window "Yup!" The window was a one way mirror or as some call it, a spy mirror. It's basically like one of those investigatiom room where you can see the person while the latter can't see the otherside.

He puts on his headphones as the test begins. Once again, he relies on Milan's intelligence to pass the test which he finished. The doctors behind the glass were impressed and starts writing it down.

He was now lead to a room that were filled with test tubes, flasks, breakers, Bunsen burner, and other laboratory equipment. Basically, it looks like a science lab.

The doctor came over with a syringe that is filled with a strange liquid. I'm going to die... He breathes out. "This won't hurt." The doctor inserts the needle into his shoulder, injecting the odd liquid that might get him killed.

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It was the same routine as three days ago. A daily ritual; he checks his vitals, then is served breakfast once things prove to be in check. It only been five days since he took the pills and he starts to feel the affect of it.

His back hurts for some reason which is probably one of the affects of the pills. Am I starting to get old age? He downs the glass of pills once again and drinks water.

And once again, he goes to the lab to be injected.

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*Cough!*

He looks at his palm to see blood. He spat blood out of his mouth. The doctors didn't even came in to check on him. They only observed behind the glass and took note of it.

I need to wash up...

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Though, he chose to ignore his back pain around his shoulders, it only got worst. Each and every day, he had to curl up into a ball to lessen the pain but it was getting worst than before.

I f---king hate this!!

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The pain below his back shoulder were aching like a b---h. What's worst is his vision. It was normal but when he looked at the doctor, it feels like time has slowed down.

It was weird.

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After all of those injections and drinking the pills, his health only got worst. Well, it wasn't worst since the vital says Milan was okay but it's still worst.

His back feels like s--t, he keeps coughing out blood, and hazy vision like he was going to be blind at any moment.

Milan was being escorted to his room with a doctor and a demon. He enters the room and did his usual by playing Rubik's cube, chest, and reading books.

Luckily, he was allowed to have his journal which were filled with writings and pictures of the kids at Grace Field. He doesn't know why but whenever he looks at it, he feels motivated to live even though he doesn't want to live.

How strange of me...

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Milan's back hurts like usual. It feels like there was something growing behind him. Whenever he wears or removes his clothes, it would sting like hell. When he checked in the mirror, a horrified and shocked expression was present on his face.

There were horns sticking out.

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Milan felt so uncomfortable whenever he sleeps at night. The horns behind his back were the cause of this. Though, he doesn't feel pain, only aching, the horns behind his back were a nuisance in his sleep.

He was being escorted as usual after taking a test and injection. Whenever, he looks at the windows he would feel sympathy to those behind it.

The room was filled with colorful toys, cushions, and stuff animals as if to invoke an ironic sense of fun and happiness in an otherwise dreadful and dangerous place.

Milan has been doing so many things in secret to escape this place before the escape. I mean, this is the Jailbreak Arc, of course, he has to escape in this arc.

Just 12 more days...

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Milan was playing chest to entertain himself but once he was bored of it, he changed to a Rubik's cube or books that he already read more than twice.

He sighed out a breath and looks over his shoulder, the horns were growing every day. It looked disgusting to him that he might as well puke more blood. The horns weren't straight, they were more triangle, maybe around 260 degree angle.

Almost like it was forming into something.

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The doctors were monitoring Milan and Norman like usual. They've written down that Milan has adapted to his new mutation form that was growing on his back which was sprouting small quills. They also noted how intelligent Norman and Milan were, as they have not missed a single mistake in each test.

Milan's daily regime are eating three time a day, drinking pills once, and getting injected by a strange liquid once. He always has a smile on his face but behind it he has a plan in store.

Norman's daily routine were almost the same as Milan's, without the injecting part. Norman wants to see him so badly. He wants to see his family. Emma. Ray. He longs to be out of this place and he will get out of here.

They say it's impossible to get out but he will make sure he can get out of this place.

"You'll be transported to another facility, Milan."

Huh...?

The doctor told him to pack his things so he only brought his journal. But he didn't expect to be moved to another lab like this. He doesn't even remember if there were such plan to transport. What's the reason?

"Oh... Okay!" He grins and hops out of his chair in glee like a child.

"Please change into these clothes." The hatch opens up and reveals a set of clothes. Unlike his pure white t-shirts, white pants, and black shoes, the clothes has some style into it.

It was a plain white long sleeved button-up shirt with ruffles on the chest underneath a pastel pink v-neck sweater vest and white pants along with black shoes. There was a cloak along with it.

I guess, I'm moving out to a more terrible place. He takes it and went to the bathroom to freshen up. He changes his new set of clothes, packs his things, and held his journal to him.

The door opened and he was greeted by his doctor and a demon. While walking through the halls, Milan spoke. "Why do I have to wear this cloak?" He asked, curiously.

"Reasons."

Was all the doctor said, continuing the walk. Milan just accepted the answer. He wants to roll his eyes at such behavior of the doctor but they're heartless beings who want to satisfy demons because of a promise. Probably because of cattle raiders...

Once he was lead to a gate, there, a truck was all set to go, running its engines. A human, driving it. Milan's quite curious as to why he is being transported. Is it because of his odd mutation on his back? Probably.

While the doctors and demons were talking, Milan slip something under the inner fenders of the truck. He quickly acted normal when he saw the demon turning towards him. "Get in." The demon spoke. He gets in the back of the truck.

And waits there to be taken to the unknown...

The truck humming were singing through Milan's ears. He was accompanied by two human soldiers and a demon while the other human drove with a demon by the passenger seat. It was a quiet ride.

For now...

Milan presses a button inside his pocket with a look of determination in his eyes.

*BOOM!*

He was hit by his own explosion. The truck blew up to pieces as he tries to get up from his fall. Hurry...!!

"Lucky!" A voice said. He turns around to see a demon. But this one wasn't the demon that accompanied him. How unlucky... He grits his teeth. I shouldn't have said...

...cattle raiders.

"There! 84194! Premium meat!!" One of them approached in excitement.

*Bang! Bang!*

"We need back up!" One of the soldiers were able to get up on their feet and starts shooting the raiders. The other soldier following suit.

The demons who have fallen down also awakened from their consciousness. They read the situation and started to kill the raiders. Both clashed with each other.

Milan watched with eyes widened. He couldn't help but smirk a little. Am I unlucky or lucky? He gets up, his cloak sliding off him and runs away with everyone distracted. He need to get far away as he possibly can.

"What?!?"

Ratri with an angered look was on the transceiver. He received news about the attack of the cattle raiders. It's been so long since raiders popped out and attack a moving truck with a premium meat.

"Send all troops and get 84194! Alive!" He commands and moves away from the device with a frustrated and annoyed expression. "How can this happen?!? It was going so well!! F---k!!"

Milan will not stop running until he was very, very, very, very far from that place. Though, he regrets not saving the kids in there, he couldn't because he has to be transported somewhere he doesn't know.

He slouched on a tree and was mesmerized by the environment of the place. Huge trees, grass, beautiful plants that are unknown, animals that look questionable, and a light that shines behind the leaves of the trees.

Pretty...

That also includes the large beast that is heading towards him.

Eh?

It was only a few meters away from him. He couldn't move as it was already close to him.

I'm dead...

He couldn't help but close his eyes in fear.

*Stab!*

*Thud!*

The vibration of something heavy falling made him fall down the ground. He looks to see the demon beast has been killed. Have I been found? Disappointment in his eyes that he failed to escape. Only one week of Emma's escape.

Damn it! He clenches his fist in frustration. He promised to find them once they're out but now he's caught—

"Look what we have here."

Yup, I'm dead! He turns to see a demon. However, this demon is someone he is familiar with.

Tall and lean demon with dark gray skin. He wears black pants with a belt, a brown hooded cloak tied to a golden pendant in the front and a silver plated mask that covers his entire face.

Sonju.

"Don't scare him." The female voice has the same height as Emma from what he can see. She wears the standard Demon mask - a gray mask with two vertically placed eye holes and one small horn on each side of the forehead.

She has a pale blueish-gray complexion and long, purple hair braided pigtails covering parts of her horns. Mujika wears a long, floor length, layered, white dress with a cropped hooded blue cloak over top.

Mujika.

Maybe I am lucky with unlucky scenarios... He breathes in and out and moves back in fear. "I'm sorry. We don't mean to scare you." She spoke.

Milan narrows his eyes in suspicion as he stood up, unsteady. "Don't be afraid. We don't eat humans." She reassures.

Milan didn't drop his act. As much as he wants to go with them already, that would be too suspicious. "How can I trust you?" He grins. It wasn't the usual happy grin but held confidence yet fear.

"Leave him be." Sunjo spoke, turning his back to Milan.

"But..." Mujika was hesitant, not wanting to leave an injured child in the forest.

"He's wary of us. Leave it."

Mujika stares at his figure before looking back to Milan. Maybe it was just her or Milan's consciousness was fading before her eyes. "Are you alright? You don't look—"

*Thump*

"—good." Milan has fallen down. The worried Mujika jogs over to him and checks his vitals. His temperature was up there. "He has a fever." She said and turns to Sunjo. "Could you carry him?" Sunjo sighs and picks up the boy.

Adventure awaits...

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A/n:

Hello guys!!

It has been a while, I know but school is really holding me back from doing what I love!😭

Anyways! Very very late updates will soon be coming up for this book!🥹

Originally, this was supposed to be a beta since I wanted to see how much you guys would like my writing on TPN x reader! (Which still is in the beta version.)

I do hope you guys don't mind the late updates on chapters!😭

Writing on the phone is harder than you think!😭 Plus with studies and all, I can't write or upload chapters right away! So I apologize in advance!🙇🏻‍♀️

I hope you guys like the beginning of season 2!🥹

For those who are asking when I'll be uploading ORV, I couldn't really upload that much that's why I haitus it for now. It might take a year to have me upload new chapters of ORV but I promise, once my laptop is fixed, I'll write and upload as many!😭 Since writing on the phone is hard enough!😭

Btw! Have you heard of Villain to Kill? I'm going to write it and upload some chapters to see what your reactions are!😁 It will just be a BETA VERSION! It means I'm still testing if it's okay to upload it for real or not!😅

Anyways, I hope you all enjoy and don't hate me for very late updates!🥲🙇🏻‍♀️

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