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"I've never once thought that zombies would be deadly; Yet here I am deadlier"

Yuki Fleur is a first-year college student, studying fine arts and design, in the country of New Zealand. Little did she expect that, by the time she had woken up, the world had turned into ruins from a certain virus-parasitic epidemic. Contagious, deadly, rabid, these characteristics are thoroughly described by none other than Wattson Claire and Turner Andrew, one of the few scientists who played a big part on the experiment produced as bio-weapons for the modern-global war, from a secret organisation called ‘S.P.E.C.T.R.E.’ 

Bitten by a zombie, right across her hind, she was exiled from her group due to her alarming risk for turning into one of them. Despite her ruptured flesh, she manages to swiftly avoid multiple obstacles, defying death itself, and fortunately survives, and saved from the hands of Grey Turner, the son of Andrew Turner, inside an abandoned house. She then becomes immune from the parasitic fungi/virus inside her cells and overturned her twisted rabid state due to her abnormal cells. Will Fleur and Grey be able to produce a complex vaccine out from her DNA, or fail from the mutated monsters lurking in the shadows?

***Parasyte: Yuki, Fleur S., and Parasyte: Turner, Grey B. are interconnected stories. In this novel, you'll experience the adventure of the little girl who's ridiculously lucky enough to survive the onslaught of the undead. She's more on the funny side than Grey, the main protagonist in his world. 
Let's unravel the mysteries of the world infested with undead monsters. We'll learn how to love, laugh, smile, cry, which also has a lot of Yuri (GirlxGirl) fantasies-
*cough*
Please enjoy reading the novel~



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Parasyte: Yuki, Fleur S.

-_-_-_-_Fleur's Perspective-_-_-_-

"Is it over?" I asked while thoroughly observing the body of the monster, impaled at the tip of the lamp post. It was in a grotesque shape that cannot be recognised by anyone who would first see its image lying across the shattered and distorted platform.

Despite its horrifying appearance, the body did not move an inch from where it had fallen, making our hearts triumph in joy and thought that the monster was long gone in this world. However, I cannot assure the result once I can see the appearance for myself at point-blank distance. It is the reason why I immediately shifted over to its side and studied its body, hoping to find nothing out of the ordinary such as a twitch or a sudden fidget of the destructive being.

The Wave (6)