I'm scared of everything.
The apocalypse has arrived, and everyone has gained a supernatural ability.
The ability I drew is this: anything I fear will fall helplessly in love with me.
No matter how dangerous the monster, none can escape my ability's control.
But the thing I fear most is precisely their affection.
I'm human. Humans absolutely cannot fall in love with monsters.
If I were willing to stay afraid, I could conquer the entire wasteland.
But I don't want to be afraid anymore.
Note: This story has a romance subplot.
My new novel, The Strongest Manga Editor's Tale, is currently updating:
The strongest manga editor System finally found the strongest Host after searching high and low, and planned to ride their coattails straight to success. It rushed to the carefully chosen future Host's home, only to see them writing a resignation letter.
Future Host: I'll quit after I finish mentoring the last class.
System: Huh?
Editor Kuroya once thought he'd seen every kind of disaster. Whether it was the old rascal A, obsessed with mahjong and too distracted to draw; creator B, who suffered a depressive episode halfway through a story and tried to kill themselves in all sorts of ways; or manga artist C, who went off the rails and wrecked the plot whenever a series reached its halfway point, he could whip them all into shape.
That is, until he took on the finalists of this year's newcomer awards just before resigning...
A had hidden a ton of pleas for help in their manuscript. B disappeared every day, claiming they'd transmigrated into a book. C had thrown their editor into another world and was serializing it live as a reality show.
The System he'd casually tossed into the trash popped out and shouted: Pick me! Choose me and save the world!
Editor Kuroya pushed up his glasses. "..."
Editor Kuroya fought his way through every trial and returned with a grip on the evil god's neck.
He shook his head. This System was no good, and neither were this year's manga artists.
Evil god (shouting): I... can write manuscripts too...
Theme: Face your fears, and face yourself.
Good guy, good guy, strictly speaking, this article is really a dead giveaway for promotion and wealth (towards a higher point in life evolution).
It's more like a kind of be, just like what was said at the end that he who can't protect love, and I who can't believe love, no longer exist. Things have changed, and they are still lost after all.
It's only 50 cents a share. I feel like the heroine is at a loss.
You are really in jj orz
So Zihan liked eldest brother at that time, or eldest brother liked Zihan at that time 😭 It's so sad
Holy shit 😭 He's the big brother 😭 So the Light Eater can speak
So does this count as what I dreamed about and wrote about? Hahahahahaha
To be honest, it's just too unstable as some kind of chemistry between two people. But if love comes from one party's superpower, it feels much more reliable.
Very impressive writing style
He really doesn't look like a human being. Maybe he really isn't a human being.