Do Not Toy with the Pretty Fool [Quick Transmigration]

Ye Ming was dim-witted and frail. Abandoned in the most rundown slum, he had no way to protect himself, yet he had an extraordinarily beautiful face.

He was coveted, watched, and targeted by people determined to possess him.

Whenever night fell, a clammy, sticky sensation would creep over him, seep through his skin, lick his organs, and steal his breath.

They called his name

"Mother."

"When will you return to your children?"

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After binding to a Purification System, Ye Ming was promised that soothing grotesque, uncanny monsters would earn him a fortune, transforming him from a poor nobody into an all-powerful being.

Ye Ming, who was terrified of bugs and ghosts, trembled. "W-what am I supposed to use to soothe them...?"

The System: Your bodily fluids.

Ye Ming: ??? The System raised an eyebrow. You don't understand? Your saliva, your... fluids... Ye Ming: ???

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In the first world, Ye Ming became the only poor omega specially admitted to an elite academy for the nobility. He had to produce a steady supply of pheromones to soothe the monsters hiding among the top Alphas.

Wearing skimpy, form-fitting shorts, he stared at the tentacles behind his upperclassman's back, writhing with excitement, and cried nonstop from fear.

In the second world, Ye Ming became a medical worker in the apocalypse, with a healing ability that ranked near the bottom. He secretly made his way into a laboratory, taking the opportunity to purify a pool of crimson flesh.

The acid dissolved his tightly buttoned lab coat, and the observation room blocked every way out. Ye Ming stared blankly as he opened his mouth, enduring the monster's close, devoted embrace.

In the third world...

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Only after countless trials did Ye Ming finally uncover the truth. There had never been any System. He was the one being coveted and pursued. The beasts hiding in the mire wailed day and night, yearning and longing for his return

The supreme Mother of the Abyss.

Please note:

1. Quick transmigration + Lovecraftian horror + a protagonist adored by everyone. None of the love interests are human, and they're all devoted and faithful.

2. All the arrows point toward the protagonist.

3. Haven't thought of anything yet.

Blurb revised. Screenshot of the new version dated 2025.7.31.

Theme: Call back your feelings and love.