Wei Liao met a strange person. He was incredibly handsome, but seemed to have a few screws loose. He claimed to be an evil creature from a civilization in another dimension.
The monster spoke in broken human language: "Hello, my name is @#￥%&*... Xiu."
The name was too long to remember, so Wei Liao simply used the last character: "All right, Xiu."
To his surprise, the monster suddenly blushed.
"In my civilization, only partners bound together for life can call each other by the last character of their names."
Wei Liao: "...Sorry, man. I didn't know."
Frightened, Wei Liao quickly wrote down the monster's name and spent the night memorizing it.
When they met again, Wei Liao confidently recited the monster's full name in one breath: "@#￥%&*... Xiu, hello!"
Who knew the monster would blush again?
Wei Liao was utterly confused. "But I said your full name?"
The monster explained shyly, "In my civilization, names are an intimate pact. You just said... Now you have to take responsibility for me."
Wei Liao was dumbfounded.
What kind of civilization are you people from?!!!
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Who would have thought the monster was telling the truth?
Bound by their intimate pact, they had to stay glued together at all times. If they strayed too far from each other, they both became anxious and miserable, and couldn't stop crying.
Wei Liao asked the monster how they could undo the pact.
The monster looked troubled. "It can be done, but it's a very ancient traditional ritual. Nobody does it anymore... I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it."
Wei Liao looked ready to face anything. "Tell me. There's nothing I can't handle anymore."
The monster said bashfully, "We need to be in a sealed room with just the two of us, turn off the lights, close the curtains, take off our clothes..."
The more Wei Liao heard, the more suspicious it sounded. He leapt to his feet and cut him off. "Hold on, hold on. Is this ritual even proper?"
The monster shook his head. He didn't think it sounded very proper either.
He forced himself to finish the embarrassing explanation: "And then... hold hands."
Wei Liao: "?"
Wei Liao: "Hold hands?"
The monster nodded shyly.
Without another word, Wei Liao pushed the monster into the room, turned off the lights, closed the curtains, took off their clothes, and warmly clasped both of his hands. "Is this enough?"
In the darkness, the air gradually grew warmer. The monster, with both hands held, turned redder and redder. Then one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight... countless tentacles sprouted from his back.
"These too."
Wei Liao: "..."
Wei Liao: Buddy, do you know I only have two hands?
1. A very short, wildly indulgent story.
2. A sweet little treat with no horror or sci-fi elements whatsoever. (At most, the male lead's true form is a little scary. Cut the guy some slack, he's an evil creature, after all.)
Theme: Keep my reputation spotless in this world.
