SGT CH59: I Will Be Buried with You

◎Waiting for the male to release pheromones only for him, and also, to be by his side forever.◎

Mousse felt as if his whole Tianjia body was light and airy, as if he had lost all constraints and shackles, floating lightly in the sky.

Something in front was attracting him.

He passed through layers of mist and appeared in a building that resembled a spaceport.

All around were various alien races, with tentacle monsters, demon dragons, Zerg… and even beings that felt like Tianjia but had strange limbs.

One by one, the aliens walked past him, but none of them noticed him, and some even passed right through his body.

Because he was now just a spiritual body.

On the huge screen above the spaceport, the current time was displayed.

Star Calendar 6220, March 15th.

Three thousand two hundred years later.

This was not the first time Mousse had come to this point in time.

As early as the day of his physiological awakening, when he broke through to S-class, he had seen this future amidst the uncontrollable lust and pain.

A future where… the Tianjia Empire was destroyed, and the Tianjia race went extinct.

Time was limited before, and Mousse had only seen a part of history.

The history of the tyrant wiping out the old nobility and thoroughly implementing the system of exchanging military merit for males.

Mousse was still unaware of what exactly happened afterwards that led to the rapid demise of the Tianjia Empire.

The rebellion was suppressed, the old nobility lost power, and the tyrant’s control over the empire reached its peak.

Aix had once again walked the same path as in history.

The extinction of the Tianjia race seemed to be right around the corner.

Mousse needed to know more.

He floated in front of a female whose upper body looked like a Tianjia, but whose lower body was like a spider.

He used his mental power to link to the terminal in the other party’s mind.

The terminals three thousand years later had all become implantable.

Thus, this mixed-blood alien watched as ancient Tianjia history played in his mind, and at a fast-forwarded 18x speed at that.

Mixed-blood alien: “???”

The big spider spun around in a daze.

Mousse didn’t know how much longer he could stay in the future. Time was tight, and he had no time to pay attention to this unlucky fellow whose terminal he had invaded. He quickly browsed, searching for the content he wanted.

The Night of Blood, the coup d’état on the imperial capital star, Marshal Aix’s ascension to the throne… no, not this.

The noble rebellion, the tyrant’s bloodbath in the capital… not this either.

Restricting the number of males owned by nobles, male distribution, the peak of the military merit system… not this either.

Spiritual plague… found it!

Mousse slowed down his browsing speed.

In the year 3220 of the Star Calendar, a spiritual plague broke out among the Tianjia race. A large number of males died, and within a short period of three years, all of them perished.

The spread of the spiritual plague was from high-level to low-level.

The higher the spiritual level, the more susceptible one was to infection.

The first to be infected with the spiritual plague was…

The tyrant Tianjia’s favorite consort, the only S-class male, known as the Pure White Rose of the Tianjia Empire, Mousse.

Mousse saw an image of himself on this page.

In a crystal ice coffin, he was dressed in a magnificent white robe, lying among pure white roses, his expression serene and relieved, as if he were asleep.

Mousse: “…”

Why so much white?!

He hated white the most!

No wonder he inexplicably got the title “Pure White Rose.”

And they even sealed him in an ice coffin.

Who was so cruel?

Didn’t they know he was afraid of the cold? There was even frost on his eyelashes!

Mousse decided to write his will when he got back.

He was not to be sealed in ice.

After his death, please let him turn into cosmic stardust.

Let him never be bound again, forever free.

Pulling back his thoughts, Mousse continued to read.

He unexpectedly saw a sentence about the tyrant’s abdication.

Mousse almost suspected his eyes were playing tricks on him.

But he was a spiritual body now, without eyes. A mental reading could not be wrong.

After the favorite consort’s death, the tyrant announced his abdication. He spent ten days arranging the empire’s subsequent affairs and passed the throne to the then-Grand Admiral of the First Army Corps, Snow.

Mousse was stunned.

Aix actually abdicated?

After his death…

The Tianjia were a long-lived race. At that time, Aix was still in his prime. There was absolutely no reason for him to abdicate.

Why would he do that?

Mousse continued to read.

After abdicating, the tyrant disappeared without a trace.

Also disappearing with him was the favorite consort’s ice coffin.

The tyrant had abdicated after arranging for a successor.

Although the successor, Grand Admiral Snow, did not have the same influence as him and couldn’t make all Tianjia willingly submit.

But Grand Admiral Snow’s personal ability was not bad, and he had once served as the tyrant’s adjutant, possessing the political capital left by the tyrant.

As long as they could get through the initial difficult period, the Tianjia Empire could continue to move forward under the new emperor’s leadership.

Theoretically, that was the case.

But, this was a spiritual plague.

The favorite consort’s death was just the beginning of the spiritual plague.

High-level males died one after another.

Grand Admiral Snow hadn’t even had time to ascend the throne before he received the devastating news of his male consort’s death, who had been with him for over two hundred years.

Grand Admiral Snow fell ill and never recovered.

The other military and political ministers, both new and old nobles, were also overcome with grief over the deaths of the males in their families and lost the will to fight for power.

The entire upper echelon of the empire fell into chaos.

The plague was still spreading, and so was the chaos.

Even though the Tianjia discovered that this was a special plague that spread among males, and the entire empire united to try every possible means to save them, it was already too late.

Even when the females established research institutes, isolated the males, and completely cut them off from the outside world, it only made the males die faster.

Mid-level and low-level males also died one after another.

The plague spread in a way that female Tianjia could not understand at all.

Even without meeting, without any contact, and not even being in the same air, they would still be infected.

This was a spiritual plague.

When one male felt sad, all nearby males would feel sad and cry.

When one male felt afraid, other males also began to be afraid.

When one male died, other males also died.

In just three short years, all males died, including newly hatched male eggs.

In fact, at this point, the original Tianjia race could have been declared extinct.

But as long as the female Tianjia were still alive, it wasn’t considered extinction.

In the ten years after the males went extinct, all females who had had a partner died one after another.

Some died in flyer crashes, some in fights with wild beasts, some from falling and drowning, some from shock in their sleep… all were ways of death that a normal female Tianjia would never experience.

This was suicide.

As for why these females committed suicide in unison, historians of all races had different opinions.

One view was that it was due to mental grooming and influence.

When a male Tianjia performed a mental grooming, they would leave mental power in the female’s mind. These females were therefore also infected with the spiritual plague.

This was also the most widely accepted theory among researchers.

But there was another view, that it was because of love.

They died because they lost their love.

This view was not widely accepted.

All Tianjia history researchers knew how female Tianjia kept males. Could love exist in such a twisted relationship?

Mousse didn’t know either.

He didn’t even know what love was. No Tianjia had ever taught him these things.

After all married female Tianjia died, the number of Tianjia had been reduced by more than half.

The remaining female Tianjia were still searching for males for the rest of their lives.

In the long process of searching, some females fell into despair or madness and passed away.

A few hundred years later, the number of Tianjia was less than one-ten-thousandth of the original.

The remaining female Tianjia, in the final stages of their lives, chose to mate with other races.

Like the Zerg, the Tianjia could mate with other races to produce eggs.

But that was not normal reproduction, but gene devouring.

Devouring the genes of other races to incubate eggs in their bodies.

If the other party’s genes were superior, they would incubate mixed-blood Tianjia with alien characteristics.

If the other party’s genes were too poor and completely covered by the Tianjia genes, they could only give birth to their own clones, pure-blood female Tianjia.

The latter was not conducive to survival and reproduction in a universe where male Tianjia were extinct.

Over time, pure-blood Tianjia gradually disappeared, while mixed-blood Tianjia survived.

After the last pure-blood Tianjia died, the Tianjia race became completely extinct.
…

In Mousse’s opinion, it was a good thing for a race as twisted as the Tianjia to disappear into the river of history.

But, looking at the males who died from the spiritual plague, at the females who gradually went mad and died after the males went extinct, the bloody lives behind those numbers made it impossible for him to turn a blind eye.

But what could he do?

He couldn’t kill the tyrant, couldn’t change the empire, couldn’t stop the spiritual plague, couldn’t even achieve self-liberation…

“Sisi? Sisi?”

A call came from above his head. Mousse only then realized he had returned to his body.

His body was half-soaked in water, surrounded by hot, steamy mist. The tall, black-haired Tianjia was holding his waist, lifting him out of the bathtub.

“How did you fall asleep in the bathtub? It’s so dangerous.”

The Tianjia Emperor frowned, brushing away the wet hair from his forehead, looking at him with disapproval.

Mousse lay limply on the Tianjia Emperor’s shoulder and said in a low voice:

“I don’t like the bathroom…”

The usual aesthetic of a female Tianjia was a pure white room, an absolutely minimalist design, a cold and detached style.

Mousse could still decorate the other rooms himself, but there was nothing he could do about the bathroom. Every time he came in, he felt oppressed.

It was better when Aix was around; he could distract himself a little.

If Aix wasn’t there, he would be suffocated.

Seeing his listless expression, as if he were very uncomfortable, the Tianjia Emperor thought for a moment and said:

“Then… how about I put a bathtub in the bedroom for you?”

Mousse was a little suspicious, seeing how proactive he was.

“Are you trying to fuck me in the bathtub?”

He hadn’t thought of that, but now that the male mentioned it, the Tianjia Emperor had a picture in his mind.

He cleared his throat, silently picked up a towel, dried the male in his arms, wrapped him in a night robe, and carried him out.

“I don’t want a bathtub. I want an open-air bath, in the garden.”

Mousse wrapped his arms around the Tianjia Emperor’s neck and made his request.

Aix wouldn’t fuck him in the garden, would he?

An open-air bath…

Thinking of the Royal Consort’s pheromones that were released whenever he encountered a female, Aix’s brow furrowed, and he refused with a straight face: “No.”

“Hmph, Your Majesty is so stingy.”

Mousse snorted through his nose. The moment he touched the bed, he let go of Aix, turned around, and burrowed into the blanket, ignoring him.

The Tianjia Emperor rubbed his forehead with a headache.

He lay down on the bed and reached out to pull the male into his arms, but the male moved far away, turning his back on him.

The Tianjia Emperor sighed helplessly and took the initiative to concede.

“An open-air bath is fine, but you can only use it when I’m here.”

Mousse was not very happy. He turned around and glared at him.

“Do you have to watch me so closely? Are you going to seal me in ice and carry me with you even after I die?”

“Don’t say such things. You are still very young.”

The Tianjia were a long-lived race. A high-level female Tianjia could live for seven or eight hundred years.

And the higher the level, the longer the lifespan.

For someone like the Tianjia Emperor, an SSS-class, living for a thousand years would not be a problem if he weren’t troubled by spiritual riots.

Historically, a male’s lifespan was about the same as a female of the same level.

However, the lifespan of males was now getting shorter and shorter.

There were even many cases of death before the age of one hundred.

Thinking of this, the Tianjia Emperor frowned slightly, a sense of unease rising.

“What if?” Mousse was still pressing. “What if I die before you?”

The Tianjia Emperor didn’t like this kind of hypothesis, but he still thought about it seriously and said:

“I will be buried with you.”

Mousse suddenly remembered the image he had seen.

The space in that ice coffin was very large. The him in the image was lying on the left side, and the right side could completely accommodate an adult Tianjia.

No, even if they were to be buried together, there was no need to leave a space so early.

Unless… they planned to die together.

Mousse’s face turned slightly pale.

Aix still had such a long life ahead of him. Why would he abdicate? Why would he die with him?

Mousse thought of a possibility.

It was true that the plague could be transmitted to females through mental grooming.

He might have performed a mental grooming for Aix in the future.

And Aix, after his death, was also infected with the spiritual plague and could only abdicate and wait for death.

Seeing the male’s pale face, the Tianjia Emperor moved closer, held him, and gently stroked his head, saying:

“Don’t be afraid. You won’t go before me. I am more than three hundred years older than you. What’s more, with my mental state… it’s uncertain how much longer I can live.”

Females who had been on the battlefield for a long time did not have good mental states and could not do without a male’s mental grooming.

And after their marriage, Mousse had been avoiding it, refusing to give him a mental grooming.

“Perhaps, Sisi is willing to give me a mental grooming?” the Tianjia Emperor asked.

“No!” Mousse refused in a panic.

After saying that, Mousse realized his reaction was too strong.

Meeting the Tianjia Emperor’s somewhat sad and worried eyes, he didn’t know what to say for a moment.

“I’m sorry, I’m a little confused right now…”

Mousse held his head, his eyes vacant, and said, “I might need some time to think.”

“…Okay.”

The Tianjia Emperor lowered his gaze to hide the emotions in his eyes. Looking at the male, whose expression was still poor, he sighed softly and said:

“Sleep. Don’t feel too much pressure. I will always wait for you.”

“Waiting for you to be willing to give me a mental grooming, waiting for you…”

The Tianjia Emperor wasn’t actually sure what he was waiting for.

Perhaps he was waiting for the male to give him a mental grooming, waiting for the male to release pheromones only for him.

And…

And… to be by his side forever.

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Author’s Note:

There will be an extra later: Mousse travels to the future, physically.
The only pure-blood male Tianjia meets a mixed-blood Tianjia Aix.
(A mix of Tianjia, Zerg, Dragon, Tentacle Monster, etc.)
(The female-dominated Tianjia bloodline + the ultimate loyal dog Zerg bloodline + the Dragon’s heat period and possessiveness + the Tentacle Monster’s tentacles and egg-laying)

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