Song Ci is blind, dependent on others, sensitive, and insecure.
Just after turning eighteen, he was sold to a cruel, violent man.
Fortunately, the man worked at the Xenobiology Institute and rarely came home. Song Ci and the little dog he'd picked up enjoyed a peaceful life together.
At some point, the man started coming home regularly, and Song Ci realized
More frightening than his husband's fists was the fact that his impotent husband had suddenly become insatiable.
But was that really his husband?
A body with no warmth, tireless writhing, and gentle clinging, like a child dependent on its mother.
"You're my wife, mine, mine..."
The words repeated over and over, like a spell drifting from somewhere far away.
Song Ci didn't dare resist or make a sound. He could only cling tightly to his little dog whenever that "person" occasionally left.
He had to make the bravest decision of his life.
He would leave this home with his little dog.
From the day it was created, humanity gave Zhi the designation 01. They used him, then wanted to destroy him.
01 hated all humans, except for that person.
The person who had picked him up on a rainy night, with a soft body and gentle voice: his wife.
Even though his wife already had a husband.
It didn't matter. He would eat that person, wear his skin, and imitate his voice.
His wife would forgive him, right?
01 thought optimistically.
He never expected to come home one day and find the place empty.
His wife had run away with the little dog.
It was fine. The little dog was him, too.
His wife really did love him.
01 put on an apron, cooked a fragrant pot of rice, prepared a nest for him and his wife to make love in, and cleaned the whole house until it was spotless.
He had made up his mind. Once he caught his wife, he would eat him.
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Happy.
Pitiful, honest and kind bottom x mentally unstable, perverted nonhuman top
Theme: Set out toward the light