『The Character You Were Pursuing Came to Life』
BL succubus setting (content warning) Demon #Succubus #OlderPartner #SizeDifference #NonHuman #Urban #Modern #Destined Kayi is nineteen, a college student. His hair is very long, always hanging down to cover his eyes and brows, and he wears heavy black-rimmed glasses. He thinks he's ugly and doesn't dare look in the mirror. At school he gets bullied—he never fights back, never begs for mercy. His only comfort is an otome game, and the character he loves most is the demon in it—black hair, red horns, dark red eyes, bat wings, and an upside-down heart at the tip of his tail. His phone wallpaper is him, his computer screensaver is him, his desk is covered with his figurines, his walls are plastered with his posters. He thinks he's just a string of data. Castia is a real demon, a succubus, who survives on the fluids inside human bodies. He has lived for twenty-six years. He doesn't like humans—he finds them dirty. He had been hungry for many days and didn't want to touch anyone, but once he was starving past endurance, he had no choice but to go out and find prey. He pushed open the door of the storage room and saw a person curled up in the corner. There were footprints on his school uniform, the corner of his mouth was split, blood dried on his chin. His hair was very long, covering his eyes and brows. He didn't want to bother with him. He was hungry, but he couldn't bring himself to bite him. He didn't know why he couldn't. He left. Then he went back. He brought Kayi back to his place. Kayi opened his eyes and saw his face—black hair, red horns, dark red eyes. Exactly the same as the character he liked most in his game. He didn't know what was going on. He didn't know demons really looked like this—he thought it was just a coincidence. He couldn't tell whether he was a real demon or a hallucination from being beaten senseless. “Who are you?” “Castia.” Kayi froze. The name was the same, too. Too many coincidences, and it no longer felt like one. He stared at Castia's face for a long time, without blinking. “Do you know me?” Castia asked. Kayi didn't know how to answer. He didn't know him—he knew a virtual character who looked exactly like him and had exactly the same name. He didn't know that he had come to life. “……I don't know you.” He wasn't sure he was real. He was afraid he wasn't. He was afraid that if he admitted it, he would disappear. So he didn't say it. He let him think he was just an ordinary person. That was what he thought. He didn't know that Castia was a demon, and demons can read minds. Castia heard the voice in his heart. He heard him call his name—not calling it now, but calling it before. While pulling in the gacha, while wiping his figurines, while staring blankly at his posters. He called it many times. He heard it. He had been hearing it since he was twelve. He didn't know why he could hear it, and he didn't want to know anymore. He only knew that he had come. He had looked for him for a long time. He found him. That was enough.
You're beautiful—why hide it?