Mad God's Love [Dark, enemies-to-lovers BL]

16 O 4

"So what happened to the... real me? Afterwards," I wondered and noticed sparks speeding by and pooling in one of the monster's pointy appendages. If he ever had a head, its contents long spilled out and overtook rest of the body. All of it was grey matter.

"You left to spend rest of the night with the man of dry detritus," monster spoke unnecessarily as I examined what appeared to be glimpse of his innermost recollections for a change. It was still an overwhelmingly detailed impression of everything audible all around, but I could process it far better now - being a lump on supercomputer's butt helped. Unmistakably all of the attention was affixed onto a certain bowed log house and the two people inside. I got alarmed upon realising the peeping monster wasn't where I thought he ought to be at.

"Did you kill him?" I immediately demanded to know and my attention was pulled elsewhere, but I was in no mood to peruse. Especially if I was to see some gruesome details of the act.

"No. You needed him. That time."

The relief almost made me overlook weird phrasing. "And the next?"

"I'll do better," he said with confidence and that made me flush, right until I remembered I was but an inconsequential forgery.

"Where is the other me, now?" I demanded and concentrated on the inner sway of our shared brain. Million signals sparked thousands of different ways and I couldn't follow. "You grew tired and let him go?" That didn't sound quite right.

Instead of the answer all I got was roiling spasm of muscles. I knew that was a brief flash of anger. I didn't think myself capable of provoking that reaction, because I tried. The creature was infuriatingly collected the whole time I knew him. Which admittedly wasn't long, but nevertheless it was a most telling overreaction of an unfeeling overlord.

"I'm... dead?"

"You are a memory," monster growled non-denial at me and I felt fleeting as one. I was really dead and this was all that remained. The crazy son of a bitch really pulled it off.

Didn't feel remotely as liberated as I thought I'd be. Just empty and pointless. Saddened. All the misery slogged through to just give up and drown.

Not to mention that didn't solve any of my problems.

"I'll recover every last cell of you," overwhelming presence promised me and I felt light touch on my face.

"Is that where we're going?" I felt the laboured, cumbersome twitches of great many muscles, lugging enormous body meant to be stationary. Everything in his path fled. It was force of nature on a mission. I could tell more and more mass would be added to the crawling landmass and forced march alongside. The empathetic side of me shuddered. Really, I was no different to those life forms. Kidnapped and bent to someone else's will. Again. And yet... there was only ever us or them. And this was for me. There was only one other person who'd ever go all out for such an insignificant reason.

And yet still. Here I was, forcefully glued to the back of a giant. A wart. Hilarious. How many other lap-warmers does he possess? It was an idle pondering, but our mutual neural pathways pulled my ant brain down onto a journey in search for answers. It got easier with practise. Just like the body manipulation he tricked me into practising within pretence of a dream.

The final curtain was discarded and I could at last see the whole picture. The entire gallery.

I found no other such malformations such as me. Not at this time anyway. There was a carefully guarded storage with barely any contact to the rest of body. Mouths? Not nearly the number I would have guessed at. Not all human. Many, great many scattered fragments of people's brains which were used as support structures and building materials for the ginormous body of this monster. Again, not all of those familiar. In fact, most weren't terrestrial at all. I lost myself in an exploration of the foreign life. In fact, there was no stopping or escaping it. Each association brought up more and more relevant memories. And it wasn't so terrible to get lost in those, in all honesty.