Containment

August 8, 3028, at 8 p.m. In a single night, every ocean turned upside down and surged above the cities. Blood-red eyes and towering, gaunt giants appeared again and again, while eerie whispers rang in everyone's ears. While experts from every field joined the effort to study the anomalous phenomena, only a few people noticed that at the instant day and night changed, countless bizarre shadows drifted in the deep sea above, shrouding the entire city. Meanwhile, at the International Cooperative Research Institute's branch in Country A. Chen Fan watched as the doorknob suddenly turned into soft tentacles that wrapped around him. His voice carried a warning: "Containment Subject SP-Z, please watch your behavior." The tentacles lightly tickled his palm, then a cold breath brushed against his ear. "As you wish, my dearest little prey." Containment Subject Observation Log Day 1 after taking charge of SP-Z: Confirmed subject is stable. Confirmed facilities in room are in good order. First attempt at communication and cooperation failed... Day N after taking charge of SP-Z: (Too busy peeling tentacles off myself to write.) An aloof, troublemaking evil god seme X a gentle researcher who responds to softness, not force, uke Getting started: 1. Lots of personal worldbuilding, a touch of cosmic horror + my own take on a wasteland apocalypse, plot-driven. The world isn't Earth; this is entirely fictional. 2. At heart, it's a sweet romance. 3. The seme's troublemaker personality is tentative (.). Theme: Maintaining social stability is something everyone should do.