[The cover features the commissioned design of the recipient. Please admire this gorgeous insect queen.]
After transmigrating to the interstellar age, Axilol found himself on the lowest and most rundown garbage planet, where everyone around him was surprisingly kind.
Ever since the day he transmigrated here, he had been plagued by frequent nightmares.
The dreams were full of writhing tentacles, mouthparts, compound eyes, hard shells, and densely packed insect eggs.
In the darkness, damp, sticky gazes watched him. Rustling sounds followed, as if some crawling insect were dragging itself across the ground before wrapping around him.
In a daze, he opened his eyes and found himself in the arms of a man with red double pupils. The man called him, "Axilol."
"Axilol."
His housemates and neighbors had been kind and friendly ever since he transmigrated here, yet he couldn't stop feeling afraid. He wanted to get away.
"Are you afraid? Because the ones you depend on are insects disguised as humans." A blond, blue-eyed man smiled and held out his hand. "Come away with me. I'll help you."
As if under a spell, the naive Axilol took his hand.
Yes, he wanted to leave.
"Axilol." The man's fingers brushed his shoulder blade. "It's time to mature."
"Mom..."
"Mom..."
The things that terrified Axilol, the things that could never be called human, revealed their tentacles, hard shells, and compound eyes... They called to him with fervent, obsessive devotion, crawling on the ground to surround him, packed so tightly together that it was enough to suffocate anyone.
"Axilol, we were all so good at keeping up our disguises. Why did you run?" The one calling his name rubbed against his face tenderly and adoringly. Black hair tangled with his, like a curse. "You'll never escape us, Mom."
The blond man smiled and kissed his trembling fingertips. "Axilol, this is what I taught you... Never trust anyone, even if they're human."
He couldn't leave.
He would never be able to leave.
The insect race always followed the will of their king. No one could refuse to dote on their little insect queen, even if the little queen feared them and was always trying to escape.
Fortunately, they had countless ways to make their little insect queen return to their side.
After all, that was their beloved Mom.
The Mom they were obsessed with and could never leave.
Reader's Guide:
1. All pairings are with the insect queen. The traditional insect-queen-above-all trope. All love interests are pure. Happy ending, no secondary pairings. Offspring are born like insect eggs in nature, not through live birth.
2. The recipient is afraid of insects, very afraid of them. This is not a purely sweet story; it features a dark, twisted flavor of coercive love. Everyone has different limits, so readers who can't accept melodramatic coercive-love plotlines should proceed with caution.
3. Set in an imaginary, fictional world, unrelated to reality. Please don't draw parallels to real life.
4. Not recommended for readers with extreme character preferences. Writing advice is not accepted.
5. No ship reversal or self-insert fantasies involving the love interests. Comments treating either love interest as a stand-in are not accepted and will trigger comment deletion.
5. There are countless novels on Jinjiang. If this one isn't to your taste, just find another.
Theme: Biodiversity