[Horror Crossover] Her Monster Brothers

What would you do if you transmigrated into a world combining multiple Western horror movies, with every kind of blood-soaked slasher and supernatural thriller, and killers, freaks, demons, and evil spirits everywhere? A bizarre sanatorium full of eels lies ahead, and a tentacled monster lurks in the mist behind you. Crystal Lake and the Waxworks Museum are to your left; Annabelle and Billy the Puppet are to your right. A fearsome clown offers you a red balloon on the street. The little girl from Orphan smiles at you with a hammer in her hand. Even when you go on vacation, you somehow end up aboard the notorious Ghost Ship. What would you do? Mia says she’s lucky to still have her game skill: “Favorite Little Sister.” She strokes a monster’s face and calls out, “Brother.” And so the monster becomes her brother, and she becomes the monster’s favorite little sister. But she’s forgotten that after transmigrating, nothing is a game anymore. Monsters in the real world aren’t bound by programming. Their twisted, obsessive, dark love is more than any human can bear. That isn’t a brother’s love for his little sister. It’s a monster’s love for a human… * The demon holds his beloved little sister on his lap and clumsily feeds her. A pitch-black figure that exists only in the darkness clutches the girl in bed and reads her a bedtime story in a terrifying, hoarse voice. The clown wipes away his greedy drool and gives his little sister a sweet good-morning kiss. When she tries to escape, tentacles reach out of the mist and drag the disobedient girl back to their lair. And so, in the end, the monsters and their little sister live happily together forever… * Nonhumans + fragments of evil gods + everyone’s favorite + occasional romantic rivalry + juicy melodrama everywhere A product of chaotic tastes. Today, too, I want to write a little unconventional romance. * Here’s a recommendation for my upcoming novel, A Guide to Raising Damp and Gloomy Beasts. A psychiatrist suggests that Shi Yue get a pet. After a long time pondering it, she catches a loud cricket and brings it home, declaring that this is the real deal. But after only a few days, she comes home to find a tarantula occupying the enclosure. The cricket is gone. So she starts raising the tarantula instead. It loves staring at her and even climbs onto her hand of its own accord. It’s very interactive, but somehow she can’t shake the feeling that something is off. Later, the tarantula disappears too, replaced by a black king snake. At night, it likes to push the lid open and wrap its cold body around her. Whenever she turns around, she meets those blood-red snake eyes. It’s always watching her. She feels even more uneasy. Then the black king snake disappears, too. The news says an ancient virus is spreading, causing the genes of a tiny fraction of people to mutate and turning them into terrifying species wearing human skin. Citizens are urged to stay away and call the police immediately if someone close to them starts acting strangely. Right then, a knock comes from outside her door. A strange, sticky voice follows: “I’m home.” Nonhumans + occasional romantic rivalry + juicy melodrama everywhere A product of chaotic tastes. Today, too, I want to write a little unconventional romance. If you’re interested, please add it to your collection! Theme: Pure love can overcome every obstacle.