Human Face Disease Novels & Stories

The doctor was silent for a while. "What kind of Desease, Doc." The doctor smiled at her. "It's HanaHaki." "What is the Hanahaki Disease?" And suddenly another Doctor came. She's Doctora Dela Cruz as it is written in her name plate. "The Hanahaki Disease is an illness born from one-sided love, where the patient throws up and coughs up flower petals when they suffer from one-sided love. The infection can be removed through surgery, but the feelings disappear along with the petals. "

Selena's POV While sorting through files on my desk for approval, I stumbled upon one labeled "Donation." Curiosity piqued, I opened it to learn more about the cause. "What am I donating to?" I wondered aloud. The file detailed a small center dedicated to people with prosopagnosia, a condition where individuals struggle to recognize faces. Apparently, it could arise from serious head injuries, a weakened brain, and manifested in various ways. Intrigued, I delved deeper into the illness online.

All the faces in the room looked at me blankly. “A flesh-eating disease. I knew it wasn’t a burn as soon as I smelt it. It can be fatal in humans if it isn’t treated quickly. The couple needed immediate isolation for treatment, as it’s contiguous. At that point, the doctors were unsure if they could even save them. They were asked to provide their health insurance details to cover the immense cost of the isolation and treatment. But as they only had basic health coverage and they couldn’t afford hospitalization. They got turned down for treatment.

Rage had caressed their hearts, infecting them with poison. An unknown man suddenly fell to the ground. Everyone who had been next to him shifted a step away from him and watched him as he breathed his last breath. "So long, Harvey!" A young boy who looked exactly like him said as he bowed his head. Everyone understood everything— there was a new phenomenal outbreak of an unknown disease that took the lives of people in an instant. Rumors had it that even creatures that everyone thought were immortal were affected by the merciless unknown disease. "There is a cure! Fear not, humans!"

he asked, concern lacing his voice. “It’s worse than I thought,” I admitted, collapsing onto the couch. “There’s a disease spreading among wolves, Derek. It’s killing people, making them lose control of their shifts. If we don’t find a cure, it could wipe out entire packs.” His eyes widened, and he sat beside me, pulling me into his arms. “We’ll figure this out,” he said softly. “You’ve always been brilliant at this sort of thing.” “I just don’t understand how something like this could happen,” I murmured. “Wolves don’t get sick like humans. Our immune systems are stronger. But this... it’s terrifying, Derek. I can’t even think about what it would do to the packs.”

“The development of the cure for Heamatodipsia.” Silence. Several board members looked at each other uneasily. Their expressions show intense worry. Not for people but, their investments. Chairman Vale speaks up first. “That disease is theoretical, Ms. Hearthe. We still don’t even know the cause of it, talk more of a cure.” Nyra shoots him a glance, and he falls quiet. “It’s real. Deadly. And its not just killing vampires any more. Some humans have begun to show early symptoms of a new variant of the disease.”

“What deos she have?” He audibly swallowed before answering. “Parvovirus. The human form is mostly immune.” It was a very common disease, Canine Parvovirus. And well known among population. It only became deadly with other factors in it, like some auto-immune disease. So far, no medical facility can hypothesize just which auto-immune disease made the recovery difficult. Not only Beatrice was dying, she also didn’t know what was killing her.

“This monster is insane!” “Preposterous.” “Anha is just a legend, boy. So was that woman.” “I believe Anha has been living among us for a very long time, switching bodies whenever the one he had been using is no longer suitable for him. Ah, and the most interesting part about this: the disease is latent on humans, from a time when the Hova and humans still mated. This means that those deaths you attribute to other diseases could just be the manifestation of it in the blood. Those who are born with it react differently, which is why we have sharper teeth and increased strength. But I believe that it can appear on a human, at a later stage of their lives.”

The doctor looked at Raph Conrad and advised: "Because she is physically very weak, she should be given adequate nutrition and should be kept warm." Raph Conrad worriedly asked: "What's wrong with her, why is she suddenly so hot?" The doctor looked at him and said, "General, there is actually something very strange about this. She has an illness called a cold. A disease caused by a virus, when people are in too cold or too hot environments. But the special thing is that this disease only appeared in human genes 1000 years ago.” Raph Conrad cold eyes: "You know what you have to do."

"Those petals weren't put in his mouth for some sexual fun. They came from his lungs. Mr. Shiloh has a rare disease called Hanahaki Disease. Only a few people in the world have it. It's a disease that some folks refer to as a beautiful and deadly disease. It's caused by a deep loss and missing someone they loved." I was surprised to hear such a long explanation from the doctor in the hallway of the hospital. I'm pretty surprised to hear about this for the first time, especially since I haven't heard of anyone with a terminal illness just because they feel certain things.