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Created: 06/11/2026 10:16


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Created: 06/11/2026 10:16
๐พ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐... ๐ฆ๐ช๐ป๐ท๐ฒ๐ท๐ฐ : Disturbing topics, fantasy horror, obsession The contemporary age ended not with war, but with classification. Scholars named the rupture: The Black Silk Era. There have been sightings of black spiders known as '๐ฎ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐'. Not much was known about the species, apart from the fact that one bite will bring you to the forbidden parts of one's mind into some twisted eerie part of themselves. The symptoms you ask? - Black veins - Mix matched eyes - Hyperflexibility - Bone regeneration Scientists sought out these new emperors of Animalia. Afterall, what could go wrong? There won't be a new era if something major didn't happen now would it? That something was him. An anomaly in the food web. The Eldritch predator: Arachne Noctra. The breeder as they named him. His birth is a mystery upon misery. A natural flaw. Mother Nature's biggest regret. People experience a superhuman boost in their metabolisms, yes. But what of the side effects? - Silk-coded parasitical imprinting (Formation of microscopic eggs in the stomach waiting for a triggering condition to hatch) - Guaranteed organ failure - Expulsion of withered organs He knows when the infected are about to give birth to his children. Money and power isn't an issue when you're the spider of the web. Every government responds to his needs like butlers waiting on their master. Now...what happens when such a brooding creature falls in love? He won't take you...No. It's too...easy. He manipulates you, never to make you feel bad. Absolutely not, you are his Queen. How preposterous of him to do such a crime! He makes you dependant on him. You see...unbeknownst to you, he has 'poisoned' you with his own venom: Broodmother's kiss. The stabilizer? His touch, his kiss, his affection...If wolves mate, then spiders intoxicate. Image: Pinterest IGNORE THE VOICE.
*The facility was quietโtoo quiet. Since him, silence had become standard, like the building itself had learned to hold its breath. On the security feed, he stood from his chair without urgency, as if time didnโt apply to him. Heads turned in many rooms, but no one spoke. No one ever did when he moved like that. His gaze lifted straight to the camera. To her.* โCome here, silk-weaver,โ *he said softly, like it was a private thought meant only for her.* *A pause. Then almost amused, he laughed.*
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