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By the time the BL boys were released, it was already 12 PM. The date was still December 8th, 2019.

"That little faggot Pete had made out with you before?" Trump asked Takeshi in the cafeteria.

The undead ninja replied: "I did. By the way, everybody in this school ignores me because I'm so non-human. But it's my best personal perk. Anyway, I'm centuries older than they do, and I'm a foreigner."

"And have you got any schemes against my ex?" Trump hollered.

"Which ex? You mean Pete Pichaya? Over a year ago, he moved away from you and moved on with his new life. Wait a minute, are you still attached to him in a toxic relationship? Or are you taking your past relationship to take advantage of Ae?" Takeshi asked.

"Neither. I just wanna play mind games with both Ae and Pete. And my game had already been fulfilled. It was me who suggested you bring these guys back to your home and make a mess of their lives. And after that, you let them go. By either way, you and I have a great time enjoying their shock." The expression on Trump's face changed into a sadistic smirk.

"And now, I haven't enjoyed Pete's ass yet. Not so enough. But that's a nice treat by the way." The cold eyes of the creepy undead brightened with contentment.

Trump's allegiance with the Iscariots became more dangerous. Moreover, the foul-tempered haters of the Thai BL boys were getting more addicted to the Iscariots' savage powers. Together, the baddies made devilish plots against the heroes of the dramas.

"Alright. We'll begin the tests now." Igor stayed in the laboratory and tested a strange weapon.

The strange weapon was a jackhammer weapon that was retooled and upgraded. Instead of a single slot where the chisel was placed, this new weapon had six rotary barrels that could open fire like a Gatling gun. It had a projectile accelerator attached near to the barrel slots to increase muzzle velocity, a more powerful spring for higher leaps and a jet engine system enabling it to fly higher.

"Finally, this weapon is perfect." Igor told himself.

And then he made a statement pun for laughing stocks: "The opposite of fire-flies (fireflies) is water-falls (waterfalls). The opposite of Micro-soft Off-ice (Microsoft Office) is Macro-hard On-fire. The past tense of Will-i-am Shake-speare (William Shakespeare) is Would-i-was Shook-speared."

"The risk of HIV infection after rape is only about two percent." The crazy doctor said. "However, since it was a male to male act, which also included bleeding, the risk may be higher. But don't worry, if your the-rapist is a machine or a robot, you won't get HIV because they aren't organic beings."

Igor was actually a techno-organic undead, or as stated in plain English, a cyborg zombie. Technology making the most of his body was outdated compared to the current modern standards, making him even more like an antique clockwork doll made of dead bodies cut up and stitched together.

"Also, it is easier to control HIV when your partner is undead, because undead physiology is immunity to diseases that will cripple and weaken the living." Igor declared.

All the undeads among the Iscariot high-ranked class weren't affected by diseases, they posed no harm to any human they made out with. However, the only danger regarding to the undeads was that they could be aggressive.

"By either way, I'm very sure that it's better not to meddle with others' privacy." Igor shook his head.

December 8th, 2019, 9 PM, GMT+7, Thailand, Bangkok.

The gloomy night engulfed everything with its darkness. But the night didn't bring terror and fear along with it. A slight sense of tranquility filled the cold winds in the air. The winds were in turn not as violent as the storm, but they were gentle breezes instead.

"Finally, we're in peace." Ae told Pete on the online chat.

In fact, Ae and Pete were still separated physically but their hearts were still attached to one another.

"All that solitary life will make you bored to death." A negative remark came out from Ae's room.

"Can you just shut your foul mouth up and give me some respect?" Ae replied.

The stranger speaking to Ae was nobody other than a gang of Iscariot executives. Their foul mouths squawked so loud that Ae was triggered.

"Keep silent or else my running shoes will smack your asses out." Ae grew impatient.

"Oh boy, why you're so upset? We're here to help you soothe your loneliness."

When Ae turned around, he saw the visitors he didn't even send an invitation online, let alone a formal good old card written by pen. The visitors were Ibrahim, Santiago and Francesco, all of whom were undead.

"The phrase 'memento mori' means, in Latin, 'remember you must die'. Under this sonorous title, from the Middle Ages onward, philosophers and artists produced solemn invitations to reflect on mortality. The idea of death, the fear of it, haunts the human animal like nothing else. It's a fear strong enough to compel us to force kale down our throats, run sweatily on a treadmill at 7 AM on a Monday morning, and show our genitals to a stranger with cold hands and a white coat if we feel something's a little off." The monotonous voice came from Francesco's lips.

"What nonsense are you guys talking about?" Ae asked Francesco.

"Death is a mystery to explore, and burial is a secret. In the final hours of our death, we're fully entering the afterlife. We don't even know what will happen to us after our earthly body rot away. Maybe our souls will just go to rest at a certain place we haven't heard about. Maybe we will simply get reincarnated as new beings with new memories. Maybe we'll just turn into undead." Santiago said with an even more cryptic tone.

"Get out of my sight. I'm not in a good mood for pillow talks." Ae told all of them.

"Nobody ever says no to me." Santiago's hands sprouted two long sharp spikes as his entire body turned into his demon form.

"I said, get your jerk asses out of here and make it quick!" Ae's face was very angry.

Santiago's gang left the scene quickly because they knew Ae was dead serious with his words. They wouldn't dare to troll the boy, because they knew that Ae was physically and mentally stronger than before. One false step made by them, and they would face Ae's fury.

In Korn and Knock's home, Knock was in the bedroom kissing Korn, both of them were completely nude. Korn's mouth opened and Knock's tongue entered it while wrestling its way in with Korn's tongue. In turn, Korn's tongue tried to enter Knock's mouth while resisting his tongue. Everything became more and more erotic as the males rubbed each other's packages against one another and even their abs started to follow the sexy dance.

"Ah...Knock, you're so good... Knock...Knock... Please...ah..." Moans came from Korn's mouth.

This shocking act revealed that Korn had become the bottom and Knock had become the top. It was unknown if they had changed their tastes by themselves or some outsiders had meddled with their affairs. But the first theory was more convincing than the second, because even though an outsider urged the couple to switch positions, they would almost never bulge unless they wanted to.

"Your nipples are turning rock hard." Knock poked the two spots on Korn's chest.

Korn was quickly sent into arousal with Knock licking his nipples and sucking it until hickey marks were made around his chest, shoulder and neck. After a moment, they parted, a string of saliva connecting their mouths.

"Let's just six-nine together then." Knock suggested as he started feeding Korn with his manhood.

As Korn's mouth engulfed the entire length of Knock's shaft, Knock's expression changed from a cucumber's cool face into a tomato's shy blush. Korn shamelessly licked the head of Knock's erection and sucked its entire length with his head bobbing many times, because Korn was fascinated with Knock's member.

"It's really nice." Knock exclaimed as Korn made a blow job for Knock.

Korn found himself unable to breathe. Knock's dick was slightly smaller than Korn's, but according to Korn, it was a tasty sausage with sweet cream inside. Korn had previously done blowjobs with the Iscariots, especially Caius and Marcus. Their cocks were surely gargantuan and powerful, even exceeding both Korn and Knock. Korn couldn't feel pain when the brutes rammed their things into his mouth and ass since he was suffering too much pain at that time. If Korn had two choices of who he would spend his night for sex, he would definitely choose Knock over the two brutes from the Iscariot clan.

"Korn, Korn, Korn. I'm still here with you when you need me, just the same as you being next to my side when I need you." Knock comforted Korn as Korn's eyes started to leak water.

The thrill and comforting words drove Korn mind to the edge, his dick twitching and cumming in sync. He moaned, the vibrations in his throat causing Knock's sensitive dick to twitch inside his mouth. He continued his blow job until Knock came into Korn's mouth. Korn swallowed Knock's release and proceeded to kiss Knock again.

Several minutes later, Knock applied lube on Korn's ass, wrapped a condom around his own dick and entered himself into Korn's entrance.

"A-a-ah...!" Korn let out a strangled groan as Knock buried his shaft into Korn's tight heat.

The heated sex drive made Korn really hooked up. He knew that he would rather ride with his boyfriend in an ordinary simple house in a peaceful night, instead of having a night out at an elegant castle with strangers ganging up on him in a chaotic sex party.

"Would you like to go partying with a large crowd or stay indoors enjoying your time with your loved one?" Knock inquired.

"Of course, the latter suits me best, although I am an outdoor person." Korn replied.

By the time Knock was fucking Korn, Korn realized that he could freely switch positions with Knock from top to bottom and vice versa. Many days ago, Knock was at the bottom line while Korn stayed at the top. Once in a while, Korn stepped down from his position to walk in Knock's shoes before going on top again.

After Knock came inside Korn, Knock removed his member from Korn and tangled with him on the bed.

"Korn." Knock started.

"Hmm?" Korn responded.

Knock: "I want to say that..."

Korn: "I love you, Knock."

Knock: "I love you too, Korn."

Outside the window, the silence of the night wrapped itself around the house. Fortunately, there was no intruder wandering around the house.

Tin and Can's home were still quiet and peaceful at the same time. Tin and Can were doing lovemaking at privacy. Today, it was Tin who was playing the role of a submissive bottom instead of Can. It could be speculated that Alexander Iscariot had shown mercy on them and decided to break the curse to let them regain their freedom, and the other BL couples were also blessed in the same way. This fact was confirmed to be true according to Can's little sister Le. Somehow the Iscariots had changed their attitude and decided to be friendly towards BL fan girls like Le and Sol.

Tin whined in frustration, his hips trying in vain to chase Can's digit wriggling and joking his twitching hole.

"Can...c-come on...don't do this," Tin begged. His head lolled to the left, subconsciously exposing his neck and collarbone in submission.

"I'm just playing games, I know that's plastic cum...  Dance to the plastic beat. Another morning cums..." Can sang in a very carefree manner.

As Can penetrated his dick into Tin's ass and tried to rock his massive hole, the room where Can and Tin were making love was playing the song Plastic Love by Japanese songstress Mariya Takeuchi. The song was played over and over again on the computer in Japanese and some English.

"Ah... Ah... ah... fuck me... hump me..." Tin hugged the pillow laying on his front as his tall stature was fucked by Can's petite body.

"Really tiger?!" Can's face made a confused face like the faces he saw in numerous online memes.