[Comprehensive] Why am I not dead yet?

"Vivian, Vivian~"

The white-haired magician rested his chin on his folded arms, and looked at the elf beside him with downcast eyes with a smile.He tentatively dunked his fingers between the fingers of the elf's palm, and whispered soft words into her ears with a smile.

"My dear Vivienne, please love me more."

Vivienne ignored him, and the hand held by Merlin broke free and lifted up her skirt. Merlin looked at his empty palm with aggrieved eyes, and then raised her eyes to see her immerse her slender white legs in the water , the swimming fish kissed her snow-white instep, the elf sighed softly, and walked directly into the water.

Vivienne is a fairy in the lake, her love for this lake is almost as natural as breathing, but now her eyes are cold, her fingers are cold, and her kisses are also cold.

Merlin used to have a gaze as gentle as this lake, and the fairy sent him a kiss and love as sweet as honey. He once stood in this lake, smiling and kissing the most beautiful elf in the world.

"How much more do you want me to love you, Merlin."

Vivian's feet swayed layers of ripples. She looked back at the magician's eyes, and put her finger on the end of his eyes and lips. There was a lingering fragrance coming from her lover. It was a certain celebrity. The smell of spices he loves to use, and there is a little gaudy lip balm left on the corners of Merlin's mouth, which makes the Dream Demon's handsome appearance even more enchanting and charming.

...ah, no.Vivian rubbed the corner of Merlin's mouth and smiled slightly.

He should not be said to be her lover.

Vivienne bent her eyes, her expression was extremely gentle.

——This is just a monster she raised.

Greedy, arrogant, and unable to extricate herself, she was deeply trapped in the nourishment of her love. She fed this cold and heartless succubus, leaving her empty and dead heart.

Merlin held her hand and asked half-jokingly.

"Can't you give me all your love?"

Vivienne's tone carried a soft smile, she wiped away the gorgeous lipstick from the corner of Merlin's mouth and wiped it on his lips with her backhand, her slender fingers gently covered the other's lips, and also stopped him from trying to act coquettishly. The move of the kiss stunned Merlin, and he raised his eyes to look into a pair of eyes full of autumn water, and was immediately fascinated by the elf's beauty.

"I'm almost giving you almost." The elf said with a sigh.

Merlin panicked a little subconsciously, he stretched out his hand suddenly, trying to hug her slender waist.

"Don't kiss me, Merlin."

She let the magician pull her into his arms, but lowered her head to avoid the succubus' lips. Vivienne lowered her head and stared at her plain white fingertips. Sweet aroma.

Merlin blinked, feeling a little inexplicably wronged.

"I can't always eat your love." He rubbed his chin against the top of Vivienne's head, and said cautiously, "If I eat up all your love for me, how can I make you continue to love me."

——He is a dream monster, swallowing people's emotions, ruthless and heartless, but he has to be loyal to the drive of desire.

He tried to give Vivienne the best of himself, but that must be after the story of swallowing love from others and receiving hugs and kisses from another strange woman.

In the beginning, Vivienne would get angry, argue with him, and grab his throat with a real desire to kill him.

During that time, the elf's collapse and despair caused Merlin to consume all the emotions he had accumulated at an unprecedented speed—he desperately wanted to understand Vivienne's pain, but it could only consume time and time again. All his emotions are stored, and then there is a fluster at a loss and the calmness and numbness of an outsider.

——He wanted to give Vivian something better, but Merlin didn't have what Vivian needed.

If it is said that human beings have an endless supply of emotions, then Merlin's emotions are extraneous things that have been carefully accumulated. He doesn't have it himself, so he can only ask for it from others.

He held these dirty and heavy things into his empty chest, and walked in front of his elf.

You see, I will love you.

Then Vivian looked at him and shook her head.

"Stop kissing me, Merlin."

Every word of her was wrapped in the smell of blood, and those light words were like blood-stained flowers vomited from her throat.

Her blond hair faded and she curled up under a tree.

"...I beg you, don't kiss me."