Inanimate Insanity Humanized Novels & Stories

He is lost in talking with his imaginary children and wife unknown to the fact that Ruhani ma and the doctor is seeing him through a glass window. Ruhani ma is crying after seeing Abhinav's condition. She rested her palm on her mouth to control her cry. She can't believe that it's the same Abhinav who used to be handsome and muscular with his beastly body. Abhinav is looking quite old than his actual age and looking too sick. He has lost a quite amount of weight indicating he wasn't eating properly. Ruhani ma is still crying when the doctor said," He will become crazy very soon. Because of traumas and too much depressions he is imagining people. If he isn't treated early at this stage than h

This process allowed their blood to be entirely replaced with that of the beast suited to them. Their former state of frenzy had evolved into atavism, a process far more advanced than simply going mad. However, after completing atavism, returning to their human form would leave them in a state of severe anemia. Although they temporarily gained the abilities of a beast, the price of this transformation grew exponentially as it consumed the blood obtained from the marrow.

It was clear that I was about to be the object of his sharpening, and poor me lay in bed ignorant of Madman's powers. Hansel pressed his cheek against my stomach, smiled at my jaw, and said to Madman in an innocent, sinister tone, "You have to move faster. The longer I wait, the more I'll play with the toy when I get it. I don't want to break her so soon." Madman lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking. He just said, "Okay." One word, one answer, has decided my fate. I spent the next few days in a state of semi-consciousness. My ecstasy sometimes floats above, sometimes sinks in the center of the earth, only when the anesthetic injection into my body can barely feel the existen

"She's there only for his feeding, but I think she has a crush on him." Silas leaned down my height, making my breath hitch. I backed away to the wall, and he followed me, his hands landing next to my head on either side of me. "Now, who would be stupid enough to choose some human bloodbag over you? Such perfection." He asked lowly. I closed my eyes, thinking of random and weird things to stop the heat that was burning my body from his closeness. I wonder if flies have personalities. "Remember that I once was a human bloodbag... and I promised that nothing romantic would happen between us." I told him softly. Chills ran down my body when I felt his cold lips grazing my neck teasingly.

it felt really painful. God, why? The tears that started streaming down his face were making his vision blurry, making him bump against people who were walking. He didn’t even bother saying his sorry, and those people cursed at him, and thought of him as a jerk. But no, Sane didn’t care. Sane didn’t care if those people thought of him as the worst person in the world. He didn’t care if those people thought that he was a spawn of Satan himself, that he was evil incarnate, he didn’t care. Because when one lost someone, he no longer cared

"In the past, you let them die inside of humans? Why not do the cesarean births as you did with me?" "We do not have time unless we restrain a human and even that had failed. Normally the humans hear the offspring like static, and it is painful, and they go insane. The insanity destroys our offspring's minds as well. In the history texts, they said the human's claim someone is taking over their brain. They kill themselves or stab their stomachs. Their brains break apart. Some threw themselves off cliffs. If the human dies, so do the offspring. The mental connection is strong until they are removed. Two connections and the humans are lost."

“Spinstra instructed me that, because it is a mortal condition then it should be treated following the ways of mortals. And so I have labored to understand a little of your world – the world of livestock and insects, can you imagine? Like a monk I pored over tome after tome in huge mausoleums of human vanity – {libraries}, I believe they were called – until I came upon the most promising solution to my troubles.” An unmistakably human sigh. “Instead of keeping this feeling secret, I must confess it to the very source of it. Only then will I be released and cured of this insanity.”

Not impossible why this person became one of them, another beast in the making. “Well, you’ve done a good job. This time, I know they will go insane with the missing formula for the cure. “Dr. Black laughed in a loud sarcastic voice. The person laughed even louder with him. They both looked like twin beasts disguised in a human form. Mr. Black reported the matter to the humanoids’ master.

of a man who loved a woman so much he died for her twice. "This is what you're missing!" I yelled. "The error! The flaw! The thing that makes us better than your perfect, hollow designs!" The white infinity began to fracture. Dark, messy streaks of "Humanity" began to crawl across the data-streams like ink in water. The Founder’s eyes widened in horror as the "Irrationality" of my life began to corrupt his perfect order. “ANOMALY OVERFLOW,” the ship’s voice boomed. “THE ARCHITECT IS INFECTING THE SOURCE. INITIATE TOTAL PURGE.”

They crave human flesh to continue living; they are sane monsters that have intelligence in the day and mad at night. I am shocked by this. I need to be more careful from now on. I will try to avoid anyone. I just remembered how we usually enter the walls after missions; they undress us to see any injuries. If there are, they wait three days until they are sure that we aren’t infected, they put us into insolation, each in a single cell. I guess I’ll do the same thing if someone wants to live with me.