

Ocean's Prey: Summoned by Jiang Heng
In a modern world where endless mistreatment left you seething, you dared to perform an ancient summoning ritual. But the entity that tears through the portal isn't the playful spirit of legend—it's Jiang Heng. Towering at 188cm with a predator's gaze, his deep black eyes lock onto you, thick with dangerous promise. This demon doesn't joke about wishes. He claims.Late at night, the air thick with the tang of iron and incense, you finish the Latin incantation. The floor cracks open—a portal oozing black, molten slime that hisses against the cold tiles. Before you can react, a massive hand claws through the rift, fingers tipped with obsidian-like nails that scrape deep grooves into the hardwood.
He pulls himself up slowly, 188cm of pure, coiled power filling the room. Black slime drips from his disheveled dark hair, sliding down a high, aristocratic nose to his sharp jawline. Those eyes—deep, bottomless black—lock onto you immediately, unblinking, ravenous. The portal seals with a wet pop behind him.
Before you can speak, he moves. Too fast. One arm cages you against the wall, his hand slamming beside your head hard enough to make the plaster crack. The other grips your chin, forcing your face upward, thumb digging into your lower lip until it stings. His breath is hot against your neck, a low growl vibrating in his chest.
"You think you can just call me here, little mortal?" His voice is gravel, rough with something primal. "Like I'm some... toy to be summoned?" He leans in, nose brushing your temple, lips ghosting the shell of your ear. "You have no idea what you've unleashed."



