Rib Flower [Ability]

Fortunately it was just a dream.Just a dream.

Not daring to think whether that would come true, the dark power in his body throbbed frantically, he quickly took out a tube of serum from his clothes, and stuck it into his veiny arm.The rejection reaction that followed was more violent than the previous few times, the spine was throbbing, and something was about to burst out of the body.

He turned over, bowed his back, stretched one hand behind his back, touched the pointed protrusion of the wing bone, and took a heavy breath like a dying struggle.

It became more and more unbearable.

The four-dimensional parasite named "Ancestor" in his body.

The existence recorded in the Bible and known as the Lord of Hell also has another name, "Satan".Demons that exist in mythology are nothing more than high-level creatures from another dimension. They descended with meteorites and have been common and suitable hosts among human beings since ancient times.

On the grounds of developing biological and chemical weapons, Thorn Paradise tricked him and those mercenaries who were also selected as hosts to a base in a distant alien planet. In that catastrophic experimental accident, he appeared as a special case of success. And this is a secret he must never reveal.

——Since the last meteorite rain, nasa has been looking for "Satan".

Once he finds that Satan is parasitizing him, he will become a target of public criticism and will never be able to protect his little Eve.

He had to hold on...to the day when the night fell and he could safely hold Helo in his arms.

Sayero closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and increased the injection dose.

The spaceship landed on the ground with a bang, and there was a shock. He pushed open the side hatch, jumped down with the gun on his back, and disappeared into the night in the desert without waiting for the Delta troops behind him to catch up.

This time he is not for mission, nor for revenge, but to take back his lover.

Even if the whole world is destroyed by him, hold him in your arms.

***

A huge warship slowly landed in the vast desert in northern Egypt.The unmanned bridge is quiet and empty, with a classical piano that is incompatible with this place in the center.

There are two people sitting in front of the piano, one leaning on the other's arms, with a lingering posture.One person's hands are clasped with another's, and the four hands and ten fingers are interlaced, falling on the black and white keys. The gorgeous piano sound echoes among the quiet electronic instruments, which sounds particularly abrupt.

Like out-of-time dance steps, a lingering chase.

However, the instructor was very happy to hear it. He hugged the body of the person in his arms and twirled the other's stiff fingers: "Come on, do it again. Slow down, Ai Ling. Remember, this is your favorite song."

The blond young man nodded in bewilderment and bewilderment. Inside the silver-rimmed lenses, the silver-white eyelashes covered his eyes docilely, like a well-behaved sheep.

Isaiah raised his hand to caress his cheek. He knew that the replica in front of him failed to inherit Ai Ling's memory, but fortunately, the memory blocker worked, allowing him to import the instructions he had set. His brain—a puppet doll with the appearance of Ai Ling, how perfect should it be?

It's a pity that his thinking is extremely stubborn, especially for the part where that person exists, it seems to be deeply rooted in the nerves, growing into intertwined vines, which cannot be violated in the slightest.

Will there be someone in the world who loves someone to this extent like him?

How good would it be if this love was given to him?This thing that has never appeared in his life since he was born, even if it is only a phantom, it is only fleeting...

Just one last step.The last line of defense, his brain completely lost.

Isaiah thought to himself, brushing the keys heavily with his hands, bringing out a series of heavy and messy tones, then closed the piano cover, wrapped his arms around the opponent's slender waist, and hugged him horizontally onto the piano.

"Ai Ling" was wearing a snow-white suit, with soft hair scattered on his shoulders, as if he looked down at him in class back then, like an angel who could save him from the quagmire.

But he will never come back.

He was killed by his own hands, and after his death, he insulted his body by all means.

"This is the chance God gave me to fall in love with you again, Teacher Ai Ling." Isaiah took his hand and kissed it, but this action seemed to have some kind of effect, making his puppet tremble, Then Isaiah noticed the imprint of the ring on his ring finger.

He had already taken off the ring, but the traces could not be erased.

It's like the voice of Ai Ling calling another name until his death can't be erased from his mind.

Isaiah became annoyed, and rubbed the mark repeatedly with his fingertips, wishing to cut off that finger.But that won't work, he is a perfectionist, the Ai Ling he wants to be reborn is perfect, wholehearted, and belongs to him completely.

So he took off his ruby ​​ring, his family's treasure, and put it on the other's ring finger, covering up the mark.

"Will you marry me and let me give you a home?"

Isaiah asked softly and affectionately.

He took off another rose in his suit pocket, looked at the other person, and sniffed lightly.The moonlight fell on his face, making the light in that artificial electronic eye become as gentle as the other one.

"Will you marry me and let me give you a home?"

This voice came into Helo's chaotic brain hazily at the moment, splitting a gap.

He couldn't hear whose voice it was, nor could he see who it was that said it to him.But a kind of longing surged out from the bottom of his heart as blank as a wilderness, as if he had been waiting for someone to give him a home. After waiting for a long time, he couldn't remember that person's voice and smile.

On a hunch, he nodded eagerly.

"Then, you can wake up, my...angel."

Isaiah pinches his earlobe.A gleam of light appeared in He Luo's pure black vision, and then gradually, it condensed into a strange face.

The long-haired man in front of him is beautiful, looking at him with affectionate expression, but unfortunately he only has one good eye, the other eye is artificial, but he has an indescribable incomplete and strange beauty.

Khloe stared at him, blinking in confusion.

The memory in his mind is fragmented, only the appearance of this person is clear.He felt inexplicable fear, like seeing a piece of driftwood in the turbulent sea, trembling around the man's neck.

"Marriage...home..."

Isaiah saw "Ai Ling" move his lips, like a puppet being wound up for the first time, reciting the command given to him by the master for the first time, but the tone was cautious and praying.

"Yes... from now on, you have a family. That's what you want, isn't it?"

Her heart seemed to be pierced by this soft-spoken question. He Luo stared blankly at the person in front of her. The circles of her eyes suddenly turned red, and a mist quietly formed in her blue eyes.

Tears fell without warning.

"want to……"

"want to."

He murmured and repeated several times, like a baby learning to speak this word that was completely unfamiliar to him at the moment, but felt that something was wrong.

what is missing.

what is it then?It's a very important thing without which it's meaningless.

Wasn't that what he longed for most?But what is wrong?

wrong…

Helo searched for the answer in his mind in confusion, the more he thought about it, the more he had a splitting headache, and fine sweat dripped from his forehead.Isaiah looked down at him, inserted his fingers into his tangled hair, smoothed out his sweat-soaked temples little by little, then bent down to cover his lips, picked him up, and walked along his slender He kissed all the way on his neck, leaving little hickey marks on his delicate skin.

A pair of hands unconsciously wrapped around the neckline of his suit, and his breathing became disordered: "Who are you?"

"Your lover, your master." Isaiah supported the piano with one hand and lifted his chin. The young man's shirt collar was open with a slit, and his face and neck were flushed. He looked innocent and suffocatingly seductive.

This is not Eileen.

Ai Ling would never be moved by his touch, nor would she show such an expression.

Ai Ling looks so gentle and elegant, but in fact he is a piece of solid ice, and he is well versed in the art of love, knowing how to make him fall into a deep hole, and the person in front of him is obviously just a child physically.

A piece of white paper for him to write on, allowing him to describe Ai Ling in his memory.

Isaiah stared fascinatedly at the young man in front of him, and unbuttoned his clothes one by one, revealing his white upper body. On the flat abdomen, a laser incision made by an operation was impressively visible.

Helo looked down there and touched it with his fingers, with a confused expression on his face.The operation was performed under dream anesthesia, and he had a vague impression but could not recall complete details.

"Here's a little surprise from me...you'll like it. But we have to do another thing first to make it happen."

Isaiah stroked his stomach, then pressed his entire palm, and slowly reached between the opponent's legs.Hero shrank back, resisting his touch with his body.

He shook his head, clenched his fists, and that part was silent without any response.He was trembling, but from nausea rather than pleasure.Unwillingly, Isaiah pecked and kissed his neck, and kissed him gently from his chest, trying to arouse his lust, but the other's body tensed even more.

His hands were firmly bound by electronic shackles, and his muscles felt numb when he moved a little more.The rose fell at the elbow, crushed beyond recognition.

Helo grabbed one in the palm of his hand, and was hurt by the thorn, but the headache was relieved a lot.

Is this really his lover?

And who is he?Is his name "Eileen"?

He stared at the night sky on the roof of the cabin with wide eyes, thinking blankly, and saw a meteorite-like light spot across the night sky, dragging its long tail to cut through the night.

At the same time, a person quietly sneaked into the spaceship.

In the main control room, the bionic man in charge of the spacecraft monitoring system heard a click from the hatch, and the moment he turned his head, a laser beam penetrated his head.

As soon as Sayero walked to the monitor, a scene caught his sight unexpectedly, and the phalanx made a bursting sound instantly.