A rather rough blurb:
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As she lay dying, his mother repeatedly warned him not to return to X Island.
Never. Go. Back.
Even though all his memories from before the age of fourteen were from the island.
As he stared in shock, his uncle hurriedly closed his mother's still-open eyes. In a mournful voice, he said, "She's gone, child. She was only talking nonsense."
A year later, when he set foot on X Island again, the harbor was dark beneath the storm clouds, and the lighthouse had mysteriously gone out. For some reason, he remembered his mother's warning once more. It sounded like a threat.
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There was only one temple on the island. As his grandmother grew older, he prayed to the idol on her behalf.
Until a cold, merciless gaze, chilling to the soul, fell upon him.
"No," his usually easygoing grandmother said, unexpectedly stubborn about this. "I am the god's only messenger. One day, you will take my place. Our family must serve Him for generations."
But he could clearly sense the madness and malice in that gaze.
Fighting down his fear, he looked up at the face of the idol, hidden behind a veil of phantasmagoric mist.
Was that really a god beneath such a handsome appearance?
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The red moon rose again.
The ancient stained glass in the temple was veiled in crimson, and the island fell asleep.
Then the cold hands of a merfolk creature pinned him in its arms. Its sharp fangs cut the skin beside his ear, drawing bright red beads of blood like roses.
The air was damp with mist. His thin shirt clung to his waist, revealing a faint, delicate curve.
Fear filled his eyes. His lips trembled as he thought, Something must have gone wrong.
It had to be...
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A true-form merfolk eldritch god seme x a perpetually unlucky, beautiful shou who doesn't know he's beautiful
An eldritch horror love story (crossed out) Actually, it's a fairy tale.
I haven't decided on the names yet. I might revise this rough blurb, but the tone will stay the same.
[Filed on November 1, 2022]
Theme: The author's sanity was stripped away by an eldritch god.