Artist's commentary
The anger of a mother.
I did not really expect it to end this way.
Just this morning I was enjoying myself with my usual routine; yukkuri abuse.
While I never was interested in yukkuri at first I happened to come to like some aspects of it later on when my new psychiatrist recommended me to vent out my so called psychopathic need to hurt things on the one thing that is currently legal to do as you wish: yukkuri.
My first psychiatrist warned me about Dr. Yun. She says Dr. Yun was an unorthodox doctor from T_____ who had several pending ethics complaint from the local state board and that it was a matter of time before he loses his license.
Naturally, I ignored her. Dr. Yun was highly recommended by my friends because he was particularly liberal with prescription medication. He would prescribe you anything as long as you pay his price.
Interestingly, when I was in my third session he says he knows of a non-pharmaceutical way to sate my urges. And that was yukkuri abuse.
I was skeptical at first as nothing beats beating an actual person but after my first abyuse session I was hooked.
My first yukkuri was a Reimu Dr. Yun pulled out of his file cabinet. It was just a ko and my inexperience with abyuse made me kill it quite quickly but I found the screeching sounds it made highly pleasing.
Dr. Yun became my supplier not just for pharmaceuticals but for yukkuri to abyuse as well.
Slowly, he started exposing me to abyuse clubs where all kinds would meet to talk about their exploits with the dumb yus.
However, me and Dr. Yun slowly got bored with the typical common yukkuri abuse and we started to join more exclusive circles. Circles of the rich and affluent who like to abuse more expensive yukkuri in front of their so called friends. These rare types were pets purchased to be status symbols but are instead abyused when their owners get bored of them or simply want to brag about their wealth.
Rare types of so many kinds were typically auctioned off to be abyused in private rooms by club members in ways they deem fit.
Some were even bold enough to upload videos of their abyuse online to the adulation of the plebian yukkuri abuse afficionados and the horror of yu-lovers.
Of course there was backlash to some of them, as they lost their jobs because their employers do not like being associated to individuals that are considered violent by the social justice groups.
At first, I abyuse at home but eventually the thrill of being watched overwhelmed me and I began recording videos of my abyuse.
Sanaes, Flans, Sakuyas, Yuukas and whatever I could get my hands on, I would upload their videos to my Pastebook account and I got so many fans from the lesser crowd as they salivated over the expensive yukkuris I was torturing to death just because I can.
All was right in the world until one day Dr. Yun sold me a rare Kogasa yukkuri and threw in several commons for free.
Along with the commons was a peculiar looking Alice with a blue headband and a ribbon on the side. Aside from that appearance she was the typical nicehead Alice. You know, the types you would like to break down to a crazed raper.
Needless to say after I had my fun with Kogasa, I made Alice crazy with lust by putting her on my vibrating phone until she was ready.
Like a typical Alice (albeit on the small side) she raped the hairless and eyeless Kogasa yukkuri. When she snapped out of her lust, she was bawling at what she had done.
I took the opportunity to insult her and berate her. I told her she was a filthy raper like all her kind.
I then beat her and did to her what I previously did to Kogasa. Then I forced her to eat her spawn.
When I uploaded the video in pastebook, my fans were all praises as my craftmanship has greatly improved. That and I was later informed I just had an extremely rare Alice mutant.
I was told that my video would be considered for nomination in the onii-san awards. And while I told my fans I do not particularly care I was excited of gaining recognition.
Naturally, after that, I still continued to upload more abyuse videos to pass the time and to maintain interest among my fans
Life continued on and it was about 2 weeks until the onii-san awards, I was actually nominated and was considered a strong contender
About a week before the awards night, I was startled by the commotion outside my room. Naturally, I screamed at my butler Khasim to stop that racket. When he did not answer, I shouted expletives about his mother while opening the bedroom door.
Upon opening the door I was faced with a weird looking, six winged Remilia looking extremely angry. I spotted my Manse's hallway was a mess and appeared singed deeply in some places. Khasim was slumped on the floor and blood was gushing out his head.
The Remilia shouted "Give back Shinki's baby!!"
------To be continued--------