Chapter 1
The body is falling.
Unable to move.
His hands were tied behind his back with resilient vines, and his legs were also tightly bound.
The sky was getting farther and farther away from him, until it was completely swallowed up by darkness.
The biting chill climbed up my spine, gnawing at every nerve in my body and numbing the cries of every wound.
The pain in my body has eased, but at what cost?
…
Miel fell into an unknown abyss.
He was kicked down.
Before kicking him down, the other party beat him up severely and then used vines to restrain all his movements.
He could only watch the familiar world drift away from him and let himself fall into the arms of the unknown.
The first thing he felt was a biting chill, which made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
Then, something wet and sticky licked his skin.
He shuddered and instinctively struggled to see what was taking advantage of him.
Then he saw a colorful and distorted world.
Every straight line in his field of vision became curved, and every block of color in his field of vision became erratic. The dizziness, accompanied by more wetness and stickiness, entangled and swallowed him, domineeringly depriving him of his breath.
The vines that bound his body disappeared at some point, but his clothes were lifted up, and countless slippery tentacle-like limbs were exploring his body without any sense of distance, causing his consciousness to quickly become lost in the fear of the unknown and the shame of being touched.
Damn, I'm suffocating...
…
Miel Akunela, he is the only son of Bros Akunela, Lord of Snow City. Like his father, he is a pure-blooded high elf.
He has long silver hair as pure as the snow on the mountains and a pair of gem-like blue eyes.
Impeccably beautiful face and slender figure.
More importantly, he showed great magical talent at a very young age and could easily cast the "Ice Sigh" to turn an entire field of grass into ice.
The surrounding elves envied him, were jealous of him, respected him, and feared him.
He grew up like a standout among the crowd, until one day when he became an adult, he suddenly and without warning lost all his magic powers.
The strange thing wasn't that he couldn't use magic anymore.
The problem was that after he chanted the spell, he couldn't even feel the magic power in his body being used up or drained.
It was as if an entire pool of magic power in the body had run away from home and forgotten the way back.
How would chickens react to a crane that had lost all its feathers?
Miel didn't know.
He only knew that ever since the elves around him discovered that he could no longer use magic, they stopped trying to please him and instead started ganging up to bully him.
But he was the only son of the Lord of Snow City after all, so before today, they had not gone too far, just whipping his beautiful face that made all the flowers and plants around it pale in comparison, and demanding gold coins, gems and other things from him.
Until a few days ago, after a series of earthquakes, an unknown abyss appeared more than 200 meters away from Akunila's residence.
"Wow, it's so deep, what's down there?"
"I seem to hear the sound of water. Is this a well?"
"Find someone to go down and investigate? I think Miel is suitable!"
“Good idea!”
The three tree elves reached a consensus and surrounded Miyer the next time he went out.
They dragged him roughly to the edge of the abyss, beat him until he lost all his strength, and tied him tightly with vines.
Miel knelt beside the abyss, looking down expressionlessly, his jewel-like blue eyes losing all their brilliance beneath his silver eyelashes.
The tree spirit named Shaman slapped him in the face.
The tree elf named Adira kicked him several times.
A tree spirit named Moda bound him with "Tree Entanglement" and pulled his hair.
Miel would remember everything that happened today, what each of them had done to him, but... what good would it do even if he remembered? Now that he had lost all his magic power, was there still a chance for him to seek revenge?
"Go down!" Shaman said fiercely, kicking Miyer on the back and kicking him into the unknown abyss.
The three of them probably didn't want to kill him.
The evidence was the vines wrapped around his waist.
The other end of the vine was firmly grasped by Adila and Moda - they were planning to pull him up.
However, an accident happened.
Miel was kicked and turned over, falling on his back.
He could clearly see that the sky was getting smaller and smaller, as if it was being swallowed by darkness.
No, there really was a layer of darkness that swallowed him up.
The dark water surface rippled in his vision. He must have fallen into some liquid, but he could not feel the existence of the liquid. For a moment, he didn't know whether to question his vision or touch.
He floated up, and he was sure that he fell into some kind of liquid, but he really couldn't feel anything, as if he fell into the void.
In the increasingly dark vision, a tentacle-like thing appeared. It just lightly touched the vine, and the vine quickly withered and broke.
His connection with the land was severed, and with it his hope of survival.
The biting cold comes from the outside in, and the numb cold comes from the inside out.
What just happened? What did I see? What's underneath me?
I don’t understand, I can’t understand, I don’t dare to understand… Don’t try to understand!
The mind sounds the alarm, but the body ignores it.
In the despair of death, Miel opened his eyes wide and tried to understand everything.
His vision reopened, but began to distort, from order to disorder, from illusion to reality. His senses reset, a slippery and sticky touch appeared on his body, crazy muttering appeared in his ears, the feeling of suffocation oppressed his soaring heartbeat, and every cell in his body clamored to escape.
No, I can't breathe...
consciousness……
Before completely losing consciousness, Miel's last thought was - No matter who you are, get out of my clothes...!
…
The dark world is no longer dark.
Under the pure white light, the silver eyelashes trembled slightly, like a snow-white butterfly fluttering its wings.
Finally, the eyelashes lifted, revealing a pair of jewel-like blue eyes set on an equally beautiful face, so perfect that it seemed as if they were blessed by many gods.
Miel woke up.
When I woke up, I was facing a face as beautiful as my own.
However, unlike his own face, which made people want to admire it, the other person's face was so beautiful that it was a little... scary.
An indescribable horror.
I clearly saw the other person's face and gave the evaluation of "beautiful", but I couldn't describe the specific appearance.
It was as if the other person had collected all the beautiful faces on the entire continent and showed them to him one by one. Each one seemed beautiful, but each one seemed unfamiliar.
The other person was not wearing any clothes, and although his upper body was also changing, it could be confirmed that it was a male's upper body, and there were no structures that should not be on a male's upper body.
Miel's eyes instinctively moved down the man's body and saw...
tentacle.
Lots of brightly colored tentacles.
Reason was screaming madly, telling Miel that what he saw was black, but what he perceived was color.
It is impossible to tell what color it is. It is like many highly saturated colors collide with each other, unable to blend into each other, but can only distort together, distorting endlessly.
All the colors are alive and moving. No block of color stays quietly in place, waiting for Miel to identify it with his remaining little sanity.
Everything in front of him seemed like an absurd dream, so much so that Mier had no time to think about a series of important questions, such as who he was, where he was, who the other party was, what he was going to do...
Until the other person spoke, using a low and magnetic voice, uttering sexy syllables one by one, forming a sentence that he could recognize and understand: "How is it? My avatar is perfect, right? How human-like is it?"
Avatar... like a human...
The other party revealed his inhuman identity right from the start.
Although Miel was not a human but a high elf, he understood that the "human" the other party mentioned included all humanoid creatures.
After all, no humanoid creature has such a large number of tentacles on its lower body.
Miel stared at the man's lower body for a long time.
Perhaps it is because I don’t understand what kind of situation I am in, and I don’t even know if I am still alive, so I am fearless.
He responded in a serious tone, very disrespectfully: "Although I'm not human, if I remember correctly, the lower half of a human body doesn't look like this."
"Ah... really?" The other party seemed to have a lost expression.
"Only the lower body, right?" The other party showed a thoughtful expression.
"Let me see yours." After the other party said that, the tentacles surged, one of which penetrated into Miel's clothes, and the other hooked down his waistband.
It was completely instinctive, Miel slapped him with his backhand!
“Bang!”
With this crisp sound, all the tentacles stopped moving.
Time passed minute by minute, and Miel quietly waited for the price to be paid for this slap.
However, no.
The man raised his hand to cover the slap mark on his face, and his eyes were filled with surprise, grievance, and inquiry.
After an unknown amount of time, the man finally spoke again, saying, "Does this slap mean rejection?"
"It's obvious." Miel is now a little desperate.
Reason told him that he shouldn't refuse, shouldn't slap her, and shouldn't even act so calmly.
He should be hysterically asking what the hell this place is, who the other party is, and what the hell they want from him?
But his emotions remained calm throughout, unusually calm.
Maybe he's crazy and doesn't know it.
Perhaps he would lose consciousness in the next second and fall into eternal sleep.
Or perhaps, before he loses consciousness, he will be severely abused by the tentacles of the man in front of him, and then crushed into ashes in the incense burner.
But no.
None of this happened.
The man retracted all the tentacles wrapped around him. His body became taller as the tentacles were retracted. He looked down at him and said:
"So, what do I need your permission for? Tell me, human, what do you want? What can I do for you? Tell me, and I will do anything."
Miel: “…”
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