In a dim, twisted world, he was gentle and compassionate in the embrace of the gods. He was the Mother of All Gods, who gave birth to all things.
Giving birth to gods, falling in love was forbidden.
So I "died."
*
I gave birth to the world that had once been corrupted, and gave it a second chance at life.
Every living thing was born by my own hand. They had all emerged from my warm embrace.
Butterflies with the most beautiful misshapen bone wings, octopuses with two heads and limbs like arms, gray goats with strange horns on their heads, balls of flesh with eight eyes that could only giggle, androids with black ears and pupils but no whites in their eyes...
The few humans left called them gods, and so,
"Gods" came into being.
But only I knew that these gods would silently wind around my waist in the dead of night, then stroke my whole body with their unseen hands.
Warm fingertips traced my body, while a cold tongue licked from my lips all the way down to my calves.
I could clearly feel my legs slowly being pulled apart.
Their unique mental connection endlessly whispered, "When will you give me a child born of love?"
"Ah, so annoying. I want to die. Just die already."
*
Giving birth to gods, falling in love was forbidden.
So I "came back to life."
"I think I've lost my memory."
"I only remember that I didn't really die... My body disappeared long ago, and sometimes my soul sees scenes that are both unfamiliar and familiar."
"Did I die?"
The endless abyss seemed ready to swallow me whole. Countless hands emerged in an instant from a whirlpool like a black hole, as if to drag me down and return me to the place where I belonged.
A soft, tongue-like sensation licked all over my body. Then, from within the darkness, I suddenly heard...
"You must not die!! You are not allowed to die!!!"
Oh.
I think I'm starting to remember.
He is my child... right?
■Bonus Scene■
Dieshen: Can you love just one little monster, me? Can you love just one god, me? Can you love just one ghost or demon, me?
Chun Xu: (Seeing the offspring in the distance, all looking pitiful)
Dieshen: Can you?
Chun Xu: ...
Chun Xu: That might be a little difficult.
Everyone is pure. The beloved bottom is everything, doted on by all +++. The pairing is set.
The top has various split selves, all in a rather poor mental state. A calm kind of madness, with all sorts of love triangles and rivalries.
A one-on-one pairing, with the tops' feelings clearly shown. There are split selves, and they eventually merge. The bottom tries to keep everyone happy and will have physical contact and hugs with others. (But they won't go all the way.)
Those around him are his children, gods, ghosts, demons, and all living things. They yearn for his compassion and want to be shown favoritism. They cherish their mother, afraid to drop him when holding him in their hands, and afraid he'll melt if they keep him in their mouths.
The general idea is that every time he fakes his death, he transmigrates to a new place, where he sees the same gods. You can think of it as a regression or restart trope, but the bottom has no memories. So every meeting is a fresh start.
Dear readers, remember to stay wary of every little monster and god in the story!
He will regain his memories. He has accumulated too many memories from faking his death again and again, so they will gradually return later in the story.
/Subject to change
Original blurb saved on Weibo on 2024.10.25
Current blurb edited and saved on 2025.3.19
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