[BL] Daily Disposable Persona

78: R'lyeh 02

Power.

There was an endless flow of power coursing through his body.

Zong Yan had never felt so much strength before. Even when using the Sun God and Yun Zhong Jun persona cards, he hadn't felt such an abundance of power. He felt a rich profusion of elemental water in the air. Even the water that covered his body conveyed a sense of submission. He could set off a tsunami with a single thought.

He was still completely naked, held at the surface of the water by thousands of tentacles, looking up at an unidentifiable head near the ceiling of the shadowy cave.

This new body had long, supple, and slender limbs; an inverted triangle figure with a golden ratio; thin, elegant fingers; and a pair of long, perfectly-proportioned legs. On visual estimation, the height was 1.8 meters. It was a standard, perfect male model body.

Due to the usual lack of light, the skin was extraordinarily pale, like a vampire in European legends with a morbid pallor.

And the face had an extremely sharp profile, a high nose bridge, and deep set eyes. The irises were an unsettling dark gold color, like a cold-blooded animal, and at the corners of the eyes was a touch of demonic dark green.

Then there was the long, curly dark green hair, spreading out like seaweed behind him, floating on the surface of the water. It had a bewitching charm, reminiscent of a siren from ancient Greek mythology.

Although the temperament and body were far from Zong Yan's own, the face was really about the same as his original face. But the change in temperament had made an earth-shaking difference. His appearance still possessed an indefinable youthfulness, but it was like a bottle of "mature" dye had broken, spilled, and been mixed into his body.

At this point Zong Yan was able to see what had been inserted into his mouth.

It was a black tentacle, covered in mucus, with a slippery texture.

Zong Yan: ...

Not only that, his entire body was floating with writhing tentacles all around him, and an even bigger group of them circulated around the cave, emitting an evil, unsettling light. Each one had to be as thick as five or six fully-grown people. In comparison, the pseudopod in his mouth was slender and rather gentle.

If such an indescribable thing had stuck itself into Zong Yan's throat at any other time, he would have struggled for his life. Not to mention the presence of an unknown creature, currently suspected of being an evil god.

But right now all he felt was a sense of reassurance.

Especially after hearing that cold voice.

'I will not harm you.'

It was so ridiculous.

Zong Yan was in a daze, but he still tried to sit up, involuntarily lifting his shoulders, bending his knees, and trying to get up from the water.

He wasn't wearing any clothes right now. He was completely covered by his long, dense hair. But his body had regained some strength and he wanted to figure out what was going on.

Right before he'd woken up here, he was a disembodied soul drifting through the universe. It wasn't clear why he came back from the dead moments later.

Was there some kind of evil god who specialized in intercepting souls?

The next second, a tentacle forty to fifty centimeters wide reached up from the bottom of the water, softly but forcefully entwined itself around his waist, and pressed him back down.