"Hahahahaha, that felt great! You have no idea how fierce Golden Haired Brother was last night, tsk tsk tsk!" Cannon bragged without restraint, his legs trembling wildly as he walked.
"Cannon, you're amazing. You're actually Golden Haired Brother's brother!"
"Yeah, we can't even get a chance to meet him."
"Cannon, when will you take us to meet Golden Haired Brother?"
"Haha, no problem. What's my relationship with Golden Haired Brother? Hahaha~~~ Did you know that little Yu was still a virgin? Of course Golden Haired Brother got first dibs, but I got to enjoy it too. The taste of a woman, tsk tsk tsk!" Cannon wore an intoxicated, nostalgic expression.
At that, the group around Cannon immediately fell silent. One after another, they found excuses to leave. After all, they were still students. When something truly happened, none of them could help being afraid.
"Pah! A bunch of cowards. With guts like that, you still want to meet Golden Haired Brother?" Cannon spat angrily, cursing under his breath without pause.
In truth, Cannon had not gone that night at all. He had been scared too. He was merely the one who delivered the message; if he had really been asked to go, he would not have had the nerve. Still, he had accidentally guessed right. But what did it mean when disaster came from one's mouth? No one noticed that while Cannon was boasting, gold and silver light flickered in a dark corner by the roadside.
"Mom, Dad, I'm back!" Cannon kicked his shoes aside carelessly and shouted.
"Mom?"
"Mom~~~"
"Dad?"
"Dad~~~"
"Dad~~~"
Cannon grumbled, "Damn, seriously? Nobody's home? Then what am I supposed to eat?"
"You... won't... need... to... eat!" The air throughout the room seemed to turn colder with those words.
Cannon shuddered and looked toward the voice. Only then did he notice someone standing in the corner of the living room—someone he knew all too well: Sheng Nixie. Sheng Nixie was naked, golden light blazing from his eyes and silver light flickering below his waist.
Cannon desperately wanted to shout at him, desperately wanted to rush over and beat Sheng Nixie up, because only that could dispel the inexplicable terror—the terror Sheng Nixie inspired.
But to his horror, he found that he could neither move nor speak.
What terrified him even more was that Sheng Nixie's eyes and lower body began flashing gold and silver in turns. As the light flickered, Sheng Nixie's expression kept changing as well—at times compassionate, at times cruel, at times anguished and lost.
—Amitabha~~~ How good, how good~~~ Lay down the butcher's knife~~~ Turn back and reach the shore~~~
—Turn back my ass!!! Fuck him up! Are you a man or not? If you are, then fuck him up!
—Yu is dead... Yu is dead... What should I... do...
Three voices staged their own Romance of the Three Kingdoms deep within Sheng Nixie's soul. As their quarrel intensified, the gold and silver lights flickered faster and faster.
Bang!!! The voices vanished. The golden light disappeared. Silver light more than a foot long shot from Sheng Nixie's eyes, while the thing below his waist rose high, gently wrapped in a dense mass of silver radiance. Vaguely, a Silver Dragon could be seen coiling and swimming around its raised base, incomparably strange and divine.
"Ah~~~" A nearly inaudible sigh sounded as the golden light receded.
A subtle change also occurred deep within Sheng Nixie's violet palace. In the place originally sealed tightly beneath the golden light, an incredibly tiny crack appeared. A wisp of gray soul seeped out and slowly merged into Sheng Nixie's entire soul.
With a blank expression, Sheng Nixie walked toward Cannon. Cannon felt as if an ancient Fierce Beast were approaching him. It was instinctive fear, impossible to control or resist.
Those silver-glowing eyes slowly swept over Cannon's body. Sheng Nixie reached out and slowly removed Cannon's clothes.
With a shiver, goosebumps rose all over Cannon's body. It was truly enough to make his body tremble and his asshole clench!
After stripping Cannon completely naked, Sheng Nixie grabbed him by the throat and carried him into the master bedroom like that. He slowly set Cannon down. The instant Sheng Nixie released him, Cannon's face turned purple and his neck bulged as he gasped desperately. Then he saw something—something he should never have seen. Cannon's parents were naked on the bed. The woman braced herself against the edge, her hips raised behind her, hair disheveled, her face flushed crimson. The man held her waist from behind, thrusting forward with force. Both stared at Sheng Nixie in extreme terror. When they saw Cannon, they were stunned. Yet neither could move or speak. They could not even close their eyes if they wanted to.
With a wave of Sheng Nixie's hand, Cannon was thrown straight onto the bed, lying on his back with his limbs spread wide.
Sheng Nixie extended his right hand. A thick layer of silver light covered it. He placed it on Cannon's face, then began to stroke him slowly, stroke him, stroke downward.
Cannon felt wonderful, as though he had reached paradise itself. Everywhere Sheng Nixie touched turned red and began to tremble. Cannon had never felt so good in his life. With a twitch, his lower body rose indecently.
Sheng Nixie glanced at it in disgust. After stroking Cannon all over, he turned his right palm upward. A ball of silver light spun rapidly above it. Slowly, the silver ball vanished, and a bug appeared in his palm—a bug not belonging to Earth. It was tiny, and a ring of green light surrounded its entire body, making it even harder to see clearly.
"I've amplified every sensation you have a thousandfold. I've also placed a forbidden curse on your soul. You will never pass out, no matter how much it hurts." Sheng Nixie spoke for the first time that night, his voice devoid of all humanity.
The moment Sheng Nixie finished speaking, Cannon, who had worn a blissful expression just a second earlier, began convulsing violently. His eyes nearly popped from their sockets. He even let out a muffled groan. One could imagine the extreme of his pain. Yet just as Sheng Nixie had said, he no longer even had the right to lose consciousness.
Sheng Nixie gazed at the little bug in his hand with fascination and said softly, "This is called a Skin-Eating Worm. It loves eating people, but strangely, it never eats human skin. Hehe, they reproduce asexually. In this plane, as long as there is enough food, their reproductive ability is the strongest. Hehe~~~"
Cannon gradually stopped convulsing, and the pain vanished. Astonishingly, his lower body remained raised, even turning purple as it twitched and shuddered. Nothing more could come out; it had all been drained dry. Yet it still continued twitching stubbornly. Cannon even felt as if his brains were about to spurt out.
Sheng Nixie turned off every light. In the pitch-black room, only two clusters of silver light and one speck of green light flickered.
"If a child is not taught, the father is at fault! I won't kill you two. You may escape death, but you will not escape punishment. Watch carefully!" With that, the green speck pounced toward Cannon like a starving wolf pouncing on prey—toward Cannon's constantly twitching lower body.
Cannon's parents watched helplessly as the green speck slowly burrowed into Cannon's urethra. They wanted to scream, to beg, even to run away, but that was impossible. All they could do was watch.
Though the green light was faint, it could shine through the human body, allowing everyone to see its position inside with perfect clarity—even what it was doing.
Suddenly, the green speck split into three. Three became nine, multiplying geometrically at a horrifying speed.
"Aah~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~" A world-shaking scream of pain burst from Cannon's mouth. The sheer extremity of his agony even helped him break through the seal on his voice.
The shrill cries alarmed the neighbors, who called the police. Everyone rushed inside. When they reached the master bedroom and prepared to turn on the lights, every single person discovered that they could not move.
The green specks in their eyes multiplied, while the shrieking in their ears grew louder and louder.
No one slept that night!
Sheng Nixie had left before the police and neighbors arrived.
He was naked, carrying an ice coffin over his shoulder, tears of blood streaming from his eyes.
He headed north, toward the North Pole!
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