[BL] Daily Disposable Persona

79: R'lyeh 03

"You and I are one. You need not mind such trifles."

After they regarded each other for a few moments, the large tentacle slowly returned Zong Yan to the surface of the water within the cave.

He wasn't exactly sure why, because there was no obvious indication, but Zong Yan thought the evil god might be a little tired.

He remembered the tentacle that had secreted mucus into his esophagus just now. Although the liquid was fishy-smelling and unpleasant, it gave Zong Yan an incredible amount of power. The strength coursing through his body was proof of that.

"Is it because you spent too much power to wake me?"

After a pause, Zong Yan decided to say what he was thinking.

It wasn't possible to fake this kind of closeness and concern, so he decided not to worry too much.

Silence fell in the darkness of the cave.

And then a dark green light suddenly bloomed, illuminating the massive head and tentacles.

All the indescribable things in the cave suddenly vanished. In their place, standing before Zong Yan, was a strange man with dark wheat-colored skin and a naked upper body.

His face didn't resemble Zong Yan's in the slightest. While Zong Yan's hair trailed the ground, the man's hair only reached his chest. But the dark green color was the same, as were the dark golden eyes that resembled those of a cold-blooded animal.

Even so, their temperament was very different.

One was a beautiful teenager who carried a sense of youthfulness and even a kind of vaguely blurred gender, while the other was a king, evil and cold, who commanded submission with a glance.

If he had to identify the greatest similarity between them, it was probably the strange, demonic green color at the corners of their eyes.

As these thoughts ran through Zong Yan's mind, he finally accepted the feeling that the man before him wasn't just an evil god, but also his elder brother.

"Do not worry. It matters not."

Cthulhu hesitated for a moment, then with a somewhat unnatural gesture stretched out his hand and touched the top of Zong Yan's head.

Zong Yan's body was 1.8 meters tall, but the evil god was half a head taller. He was probably more than 1.9 meters and sturdily built.

Zong Yan stared at the striking contours of the other's body and the muscles that contained so much terrifying power. He inwardly thought the evil god's appearance was striking, a virile and masculine form of beauty.

And when the other reached out his hand, Zong Yan unthinkingly rubbed against his palm.

Zong Yan: ...

What kind of situation is this? His body reacted before his brain?

Cthulhu frowned.

A moment later, Zong Yan felt those powerful arms pass over his shoulders, and then a light fabric draped his body.

He looked down and saw that he was clothed in a dark gray robe, embroidered with intricate and mysterious golden patterns, with jingling ornaments on the cuffs.

The evil god lowered his head and clumsily tied the belt, then looked at his work with satisfaction.

The youth with long, dark green hair tilted his head slightly to look up at him. His appearance was reflected in those dark golden eyes, like the stars in the night sky had been broken up and scattered, shining brightly.