Let Me Take This Substitute Marriage!

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When Shen Wangxin was taken in by the Shen family, he was nothing more than an unremarkable D-rank Guide.

His mental strength was weak, and his spirit form was bizarre: a sticky pink blob of jelly.

So plenty of people said that Shen Wangxin’s mental strength was so weak, even his spirit form couldn’t manifest in a complete shape.

The Shen family didn’t mind. They treated him with the utmost care and protected him at every turn, especially his younger half-brother, the A-rank Guide Shen Yaoran.

Then one day, his gifted younger brother came to Shen Wangxin in a panic, clutching him and pleading desperately:

“Brother, I’ve fallen for someone. I don’t want to! I don’t want to marry that terrifying devil! Could you... could you maybe...”

“Of course.”

Shen Wangxin smiled and nodded without hesitation, almost eagerly.

“Then I’ll marry him for you!”

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Pei Jing was the only S-rank Sentinel in human history, and the Emperor’s most fearsome and deadly weapon.

One day, he was suddenly given a secret assignment: investigate the original source of the polluted zone.

A few months later, Pei Jing returned in torn clothes, covered in wounds. That very night, his mental landscape collapsed, and he committed a bloodbath in the capital that horrified the world.

In an instant, humanity’s strongest guardian had fallen into the mire, and everyone avoided him like the plague.

But the Emperor couldn’t bear to lose this weapon, so he gave Pei Jing an expensive special medicine.

That medicine was the Shen family’s most gifted youngest son, a precious A-rank Guide.

On their wedding night, the silver-haired Sentinel huddled in a dark corner, breathing raggedly as he choked back groans. His voice was vicious.

“Get out! Or else...”

Before he could finish his threat, a little pink blob of jelly appeared. It reached out with a slick, sticky tendril, hooked onto the hem of his torn clothes, and climbed onto the man’s chest.

Cuddle time!

The Sentinel’s body suddenly shuddered.

The next second, another hand mercilessly grabbed the little blob and threw it away.

“Well, it’s been a long time.”

Shen Wangxin pressed his fingertips to the man’s heaving chest, then slowly moved them upward and finally gripped his chin.

“...My beloved.”

“?!!”

Pei Jing’s pupils trembled.

The next second, the silver-haired Sentinel was forced to lift his head and accept a searing, deep kiss from his new spouse.

“Mmph...!”

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[Shen Wangxin is the top; the Sentinel Pei Jing is the bottom.]

[Setting keywords: melodramatic stand-in marriage, wasteland, mutated pollution entities, Sentinel berserk states, Guide pheromone soothing, spirit forms, control of the five senses, and more.]

[My own take on the Sentinel-Guide setting, with lots of original worldbuilding.]

[The top is a nonhuman creature pretending to be a Guide. He has everything Guides have, and even things they don’t!]

I don’t think there are any major triggers, but I’ll list a few just in case.

1. The top is entirely nonhuman, with no human morality or sense of pain, and is driven purely by desire. He can split apart, lose limbs, or even break into pieces. Multiple hands, mouths, and bodies are all normal for him. Please don’t read if you can’t accept that.

2. There will be some sanity-straining scenes.

3. The White Tower, spirit forms, and mental landscapes are all common foundational elements of the genre, so they aren’t considered plagiarism. Everything else is the author’s own creation.

4. I can’t think of anything else yet. If anyone points out a trigger later, I’ll add it here.

Theme: Strive tirelessly and boldly venture into the future