How to Feed an Abyss!

Chapter 1.1 – Little Monster

The bright moon was shining directly, and the forest wind was bleak.

The man was lying on the stone, covered with blood and scattered tree shadows.
From his cheeks to his neck were translucent blisters, and worm-shaped black shadows were swimming in them.
He stretched out his hand and tried to speak: “You…you…”

Shi Yuan was stunned for a moment, threw the flashlight aside, and jumped up to hold his hand.

The man’s hands were cold, like the dead, trembling with pain.
Shi Yuan leaned down, put his ear to the man’s lips, and said, “What do you want to say? I’m here, I’m here.”

The man made a “hoh-hoh” sound.
Shi Yuan couldn’t hear clearly: “What did you say? Do you want to drink water or eat? I, I have it here.”

He put down his backpack and rummaged through it, but the man jerked up and grabbed his wrist, staring at him with a deadly glare, his eyes bloodshot and eyes wide open: “You lied to me… You are also a damn monster… !”

The sound stopped abruptly.

He died with his eyes open.

Shi Yuan stopped, sat in the moonlight, and looked at him.

The blisters on the man’s face cracked one by one, and the larvae, with their newborn wings, stretched freely in the wind.

One, two, three…

The bugs had luminous sacs on their tails, shining with a magnificent purple light, and when they flew in groups, they looked like jewels passing through the air, which was very beautiful.

The insect eggs were broken, and the corpse was already riddled with holes.

Shi Yuan slowly released the man’s hand, closed his eyes for him, and picked up the flashlight that rolled aside.

The insects continued flying.
This infected creature is called “purple light bug” and is extremely aggressive toward humans.

But they didn’t get close to Shi Yuan.

Even if the insects were flying wildly, the two or three meters around Shi Yuan were empty.

Shi Yuan didn’t notice this, so he stood in place for a while, picked up stones, and simply buried the man’s body.
Five days ago, he met this man by chance and they walked together for a while, but death quickly separated the two of them.

He didn’t feel sad, just a little sorry.

There was a stream nearby.

Shi Yuan turned his head and stared at himself in the water.

His skin was white and delicate under the moon, almost transparent, but his eyes were pure black, with a few black scales spreading from the end of his right eye to his temples.

The scales on his face, the sharp, demon-like double horns on his head, and a long black tail.

He looked at it carefully for a long time, curled his tail in confusion, thinking that he was quite human-like, didn’t he have two eyes and one mouth, and could walk upright, so why did the man scold him like that?

Shi Yuan sighed in annoyance, washed his face with a handful of water, and decided to continue the journey.

He adjusted his cloak and stepped into the woods with a flashlight.

Shi Yuan had been wandering like this for several months, with no purpose, no direction, and only the vaguest idea: he wanted to go where there were many people, he wanted to find human gathering places, like those fortified fortresses called cities.

He was looking for someone.

He was a little monster who had lost his human and was full of nothing but the desire to get that person back.

The trees were