An Insect Mother Who Spoils Her Children Too Much Is Going to Be...

Blurb: [Main story complete, bonus chapters coming soon. Check out the blurb for my upcoming novel, The Genius Mechanical Engineer Got Pregnant After Becoming Disabled, below. Take a look if you're interested.] Pearl Noccas, the insectoid race's one and only supreme Insect Mother. He raised a tribe of fanatical followers in his accepting, tender embrace. When faced with his devoted, obsessive children, Pearl gently stroked their faces. This was best. A mother ought to be surrounded by her children. Being an Insect Mother was wonderful, Pearl thought. Until one day, he opened his eyes and found himself on another planet. The Insect Mother seemed to have been asleep for a long time, and everything had changed. He had been abducted, while his children far away on the insectoid planet seemed to have grown crazed, violent, and uncontrollable. His children loved him so much that any creature on their planet that attracted the beautiful Insect Mother's attention would be torn to pieces by furious male insects. Now, Pearl couldn't bear to imagine what had become of his poor children. * The year was 3046 in the interstellar calendar, the third year since a safe zone was established on Blue Star. Twenty-three years ago, the first alien insectoid arrived. What followed was endless killing and plunder. The insectoids left humanity a small patch of habitable land, on one condition: return their Insect Mother to them. Who was the Insect Mother? Humanity had only two years left before the deadline set by the insectoids. The insectoids once planned how to punish the Insect Mother for abandoning them. They would make him sad, make him miserable, and best of all, make him secretly cry under the covers every night, just like they did. They had even planned what to say: they would mock him, taunt him... then coax him into promising never to leave the insectoids again, and persuade him to stay. But when they smelled the Insect Mother's scent again, saw the face they had longed for day and night on a livestream, and heard his soft voice, all the tears they had shed and all the heartbreak they had suffered no longer mattered. Before the Insect Mother, everything else came second. [Insect Mother... We miss you so much...] [Please come back to us. We are willing to give you everything, including the last traces of our individuality and our insignificant lives.] [Insect Mother... Insect Mother...] The day the Insect Mother returned to the insectoid planet, the entire species celebrated. He greeted everyone warmly and said he would stay with the insectoids for a very, very long time. Important notes: 1. This is a fictional interstellar setting unrelated to reality. Please do not draw parallels. The book contains fictional insectoid worldbuilding, including reproduction and survival. Please read with discretion. 2. The Insect Mother is supreme. The bottom is adored by all, and his relationships are all 1v1, in accordance with Jinjiang guidelines. All male characters who have intimate contact with the bottom are sexually inexperienced, both physically and emotionally, and belong only to him. Due to the setting, none of the tops are related by blood. No top-top flirtation, no pretty-boy tops, and no secondary couples. 3. There is egg-laying. The protagonist is a single-sex individual. This is written to indulge the author's personal tastes, so please don't read if that's not for you. [Thank you for your support] Upcoming novel blurb: Si Qingjiu, an S-class alpha, callsign Thorn. He fought his way to the seventh Mecha Championship at eighteen, famous for his cool demeanor and his ruthlessly underhanded style in the arena. Some called him a born combat maniac. His fans were crazy about him, while his opponents both resented and feared him, yet couldn't help harboring secret crushes. People also loved to talk about his exceptionally perfect proportions and the beautiful, powerful lines of his muscles, like an elegant predator ready to pounce. And those sharp, vivid eyes beneath his mask. “A genius!” the public declared. No one could help loving him. Min Huo, also an alpha, was widely regarded as the only opponent who could give Si Qingjiu a real fight. They had faced off in the arena, and the entire crowd had gone wild over their close, fiery match. But no one knew that once the match was over, the two would kiss with desperate urgency, their tongues tangling so fiercely they nearly memorized each other's pheromone scents by taste. In Si Qingjiu's room, Min Huo's blue-peacock spirit form slowly spread its tail. Its master, meanwhile, was frantically begging the beautiful man whose voice still sounded haughty and cool, though his lips had been kissed swollen, to let him come. “Will you behave?” Si Qingjiu's voice was slightly hoarse. Min Huo offered himself up like a sacrifice. “I belong to you. From the moment you created me, everything I have has been yours to toy with as you please...” Si Qingjiu patted his face in satisfaction and magnanimously permitted him to crouch down. An unexplained explosion at a competition left a rising mecha genius gravely injured and unconscious. Another mecha pilot, Min Huo, died on the spot. The authorities determined that the explosion had originated in Si Qingjiu's mecha, suggesting that he may have illegally modified it. Overnight, the brilliant genius who had stood atop the world fell from his pedestal and became a disgraced competitor accused of cheating. Those who loved him couldn't accept it. Those who hated him, after a moment of stunned silence, became even more frenzied. For the next few years, everyone searched for him, but Si Qingjiu seemed to have vanished from the face of the earth. A few more years passed, and both love and hate slowly faded. In a poor district, a beautiful, limping man made a living repairing machinery. The hideous scar on his brow did nothing to detract from his gorgeous face. If anything, it gave him a distinctive allure. Si Qingjiu had been pulled back from the brink of death, but was left with enormous medical debts. He had no choice but to start over, trapped in a frail, broken body. Even worse, Si Qingjiu was pregnant. He gently touched his slightly swollen belly. A child was growing inside his frail, withered body. An alpha's body was not suited to pregnancy. Si Qingjiu's old injuries made his back and legs ache and feel unusually weak. “...Darling.” Fine beads of sweat formed on Si Qingjiu's forehead. He curled up and slowly uttered the long-awaited word Min Huo had hoped to hear, but no joyful reply came from around him. He lowered his eyes. Seven years ago, Si Qingjiu left the arena in the most devastating way. Seven years later, he returned to the top, covered in scars. Theme: Keep striving to live.