Bubble No. 3

[After careful consideration, I've discussed this with my editor, and the novel will be unlocked in three months. At that time, subscription fees will be refunded to readers. Thank you, my dears, for your support.]

[The reason for unlocking it is that after revising the blurb, outline, and main text again and again, I realized I don't currently have the ability to support a story of this scale. In the chapters so far, I haven't been able to express what I wanted to, and I can't continue writing it. I can only make this difficult decision. I've spent the past few days thinking and agonizing over it, but the truth is, I can't write it at this stage.]

[Thank you, my dears, for all your support and encouragement along the way. Thank you so much for giving me the courage to keep trying my hand at cosmic horror. Though this journey has come to an end, I'll keep learning and working hard to write better stories.]

[Thank you once again, my little angels, for your support. See you in my next book.]

In a world overrun by abominations, pollution is everywhere.

Today, black threads spill from people's mouths, turning anyone they touch to stone. Tomorrow, red rain falls, and even a single drop causes instant insanity. The day after, a blood moon rises, and anyone who sees it starts shouting about R'lyeh and the Great Old Ones before charging at you...

Worse still, Zhou Yao has lost his memory.

A scarlet mark on his neck is impossible to miss. It is the symbol of his betrayal of humanity.

"How can humanity's savior bear the mark of an evil god?"

Amid whispered conversations, thick, selfish desires flowed like honey, along with a secret thrill.

"He doesn't look like a hound. He looks like bait."

Amid the smoke of battle, Zhou Yao stood with a blade in hand, cutting down the abominations one by one. The colder his face, the more he inspired covetous desire.

"Look, everyone says you're the evil god's plaything."

Yu Chenke kissed his neck. Behind the Alliance's strongest general, shadows blotted out the sky and became an indescribable thing.

"Zhou Yao, do you still want to save humanity?"

"What did you say when you were my dog in the Hall of the Gods? Have you forgotten everything now?"

Zhou Yao's fingertips trembled as he was kissed, but his expression remained cool.

"If you want to keep your adorable human husband all to yourself, you'll have to pay a price."

Theme: No matter how desperate your circumstances, keep striving without giving up. Humanity's future will always be decided by humanity alone.