This is Interstellarlove

A fame young genius, Sango utilizes every inch of the 3D printing technology to create a myriad of items. One in particular are the artificial limbs and organs collection. He is somewhat interested in human organs and how they could be replaced with artificial ones to continue living on in this God forsaken planet. Considering the death toll as well as injured individuals trying to survive in this planet, Sango continues on with his research of artificial limbs with the use of 3D printing. Aside from his interest of artificial configuration, he is only in his teen-years, 15. Has a loving family of five, with three of them being older siblings. However, he did not inherit his parents genes as they are both normal working individuals. Perhaps, a struck of luck as Sango is the only one in the family to possess a high intellect. Although he is a local in New Kuala Lumpur, people around him sees him otherwise because of his skin color. He shares the same bloodline as a black South A...

In Malacca, it was a hot day; as a result, it was sticky and unpleasant for Roccha’s skin. He walks into Jonker Street with his bass guitar case where he enters a Chinese restaurant which sells surprisingly good rice balls. He checks his surroundings before making his way in. He needs to be sure of every possible outcome and to make sure he knows where his exits are. He takes a sit near at the end of the restaurant where he notices one of the kids is having a hard time picking up the rice ball with his chop sticks. He looks through the menu as a man with shades enters the restaurant and calmly walks towards where Roccha is. He pulls the chair before he takes a sit. Roccha utters, “Took you long enough.” “I was held up. I have to entertain a vixen before I could leave her humble but messy abode.” said the Rat, a scrawny and pale looking man. Roccha calls the waitress before replying the Rat, “I’ll have this please.” The waitress seems fascinated by Roccha’s presence, he the...

“It’s a lovely day, isn’t it?” she asked. Kate’s Cat Cafe has this relaxing atmosphere to it, patrons would casually drop by to get a daily dose of their coffee and this would be the place where they both would meet. The campus cafeteria was getting a bit too dry for their taste. “So, why did you call me out?” she asked him. He looks worried. Before he could answer her, he thought of the many possible options to answer her without making him look like a lunatic. “Susan, you see. I have to go back to my hometown. My grandfather is sick and…” “Hold up! You ask me to meet you here just to tell me this? It’s family, I can understand.” she said. “I won’t be back for a week or so. Need to help around the house.” he added. As the evening grew closer midnight, they left the cafe with Susan’s arms around his. Deep down he was not sure whether he would come back from this. BOOM! The sound of explosions destroying the walls. Sam and Jasmine manage to take out most of the threa...

Vertine beats the living soul out of Sam as he is tied to a chain. “I did say to make a run for it. Didn’t I?” said Vertine. “Fuck you. The first thing I’ll do when I’m off from these chains, I’m gonna kill you, you piece of shit.” Sam replied angrily. “Now that’s the spirit.” Vertine continues to beat the living shit out of Sam. Sam’s eyes are filled with hatred but his mind says otherwise. He is planning his escape and reassess his surroundings. Looking for something to use or be of great advantage since his hands are tied to a chain. He knows that soon after they will move him to a room where he will sleep but for now he must endure. Vertine continues to beat him up, punching his chest, face and abdomen. Fortunately, Sam was trained for this.

Sam, Jasmine, Kwan, Farok, Roza and Kim are being briefed by the higher-ups along with the local police force. After the briefing, the six of them head down straight to the changing room which is also beside the armory. “Glad you could make it.” said Roza. Jasmine smacks Sam’s backside with a towel, “Hey there handsome. Still fucking around?” “It’s nice to see you’re still beautiful as ever Jas.” The tension in the room builds up as Kim who is the most silent of them all flinches a little indicating her uneasiness. Roza reassures her that it will go smoothly just like their previous job. “We can do this Kimmy. I trust you. No, let me rephrase that. I trust all of us.” said Roza as he and Sam share a cold but mutual look. The team prepare themselves by wearing their standard issued body armors and weapons. Kwan acting as the muscle of the team is the biggest of them all but it is Jasmine who outshines everyone in terms of field task. Her hand-to-hand combat is somet...

Prior to his university life, he made friends with a guy whom he had met during his stay in Malacca. Roccha is the guy’s name and as they shared their past stories, they noticed how similar they were in a sense. The hardships of life struck open them unprepared. Roccha is in a band which is called the Visage. When asked why they chose the name, Roccha explains the name means face which is a perfect fit for the band’s status as they are still new to the music world and can be anything they want to be. Even after he had left Malacca, they still keep in contact once in awhile to ensure the bridge of friendship remains as solid as the first night they met. Now in the present, Sam wishes to be back in a time where everything was not as hard as it is now but he knows such thing is only possible in his dreams. Unlike Roccha, his current colleague is an asshole in his opinion. Roza sits by the living sofa with his gun holster visible in sight for Sam to noticed. It is a sign of...