I was bring back to reality the moment I opened my eyes. I looked around myself and found it filled it with different dim lights that barely could help in anyone's vision. I raised my head only to realise that I was keeping my head down on a table. Even to this extent I was about to start believing that it was all a nightmare. Nonetheless my temporary delusion broke with the monotonous clanking sound as if someone was stirring something.

As I looked towards front, I felt my eyes bulging into utter terror.

-POV Andy

Storyline of Theme:

Lord Fugosa - The master of tentacles; visited the penthouse where Andy stays. He's a demonic shapeshifter with different other mysterious powers that he obtained from different spirits and monsters, as well as Taoist Cultivators. His main moto is to use the spirits of mingshi to gain power.

Andy is a guy who's yet to reach nineteen but was in desparate need for a job. So he grabbed the job as a caretaker of a shabby mansion that belonged to Taoist Cultivator Damion. Money wasn't definitely the first priority of Andy, but was Damion with whom he wanted to keep in touch. However unknown to him Damion appointed him for some other reason. What's that? Well we will see in the way -

Mingshi - A dark room in Damion's mansion where spirits are kept hostage and summoned if any necessity arose. But not everyone could summon them. Any specific criteria? Yes there was.

PORtFoliO cOvERs:

1st- What Andy saw after opening eyes.

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2nd - What Andy was about to see.

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Andy's POV continues-

"What have you done to Damion? " I shouted at the top of my lungs, on the sight before me. Damion was laid inside a bath tub inside a gloomy room where there were different unknown small species lurking around as if keeping an eye over me. 

The eerie voice whispered through my ears, his hot breath stroking my nape softly as I felt the cold sensation against my skin once again.

"What do you think I might have done to your dearly Damion?"

"Wha- what are you talking about?"

"I know what you bear in that dirty mind of yours. Try not to deny it. I know you desire him." 

"....."

"Do you want me to tell him at this once?"

"You better restrain that foul mouth of yours."

"Otherwise what will you do little boy?"
I could see his dirty grin directed towards me. From his stare I could feel he wasn't here for simple reasons and that thought filled me with courage.

"What motive do you bear in your tainted heart? Better reveal soon instead of such meaningless conversations."

He smirked before answering,
"You sure know how to do business talks. Lemme just get straight into it."

Then I heard a swish sound from behind me and found the most horrible scene I could ever visualise in my life. Damion... Damion... Is fully covered with tentacles, not a single inch of his body could be seen except for the nose.

I shouted, "Just why in the world are torturing Damion? Just spit what you want."

"Ah we got business right there. You see, you help me everytime and one tentacles will get removed from his body. If you're wondering whether the tentacles are effecting him anyway, well it obviously is. Each one of them is fed upon his yang energy or life source whatever you say. And he's life expectancy will be reduced to zero within ten days until you do something."

I bit my lips to restrain myself from punching right on his face but at that situation I knew it'd not help in anyway. So I asked calmly,

"What kind of help do you need?"

"Summon them."

"Whom?"

"Summon the spirits of Mingshi to me. "

"...."