The Aerial World of the Apocalypse

Liu Zirun's body is unusual. Before the apocalypse arrives, he encounters a towering man whose hands and feet are beast claws, and gets dragged into a den of beasts... Note: Intersex, lame bottom x beast top. Mpreg. P.S. It's finally finished. I was really conflicted while writing this novel. Maybe it was because, while working on the outline, I read a lot of Taoist texts and was deeply influenced by Buddhist teachings. I couldn't bring myself to write a truly brutal apocalypse. Perhaps my understanding of the world had changed, and I had come to appreciate life more deeply. I held back the people who received heaven-blessed abilities in the apocalypse, and used the help of several patriots to protect the surviving civilians, gradually helping them all awaken their abilities. I kept thinking that even in the apocalypse, everyone could band together to protect those who hadn't awakened their abilities. That's how Liu Zirun came to be, someone who would beg beasts for help to save his parents and the city where he grew up; Yan Zhuo, who lost his sight to prevent riots and plague; and the old Marshal Wang Zhongrong, whose decisions were absolute. And Wu Dazheng and Zhao Nanhu, who stayed in human society because of Liu Zirun and Yan Zhuo... I originally planned to write 400,000 words, but somehow, before I knew it, the story had gone past 500,000. I'm truly grateful to all the little angels who kept reading this story, and to my editor for listening to me ramble. I'm so glad our paths crossed. Theme: Even in the apocalypse, unity can bring about something beautiful.