In Monday's Saviour, the romance feels natural and genuinely fluttering. Here, however, every single romantic moment feels suffocating because it is built entirely on manipulation and grooming. The uke is left utterly helpless, isolated, and psychologically engineered to depend solely on the only person he has known since childhood, while the seme acts as if he’s some kind of savior, when in reality, he is the warden locking the golden cage. For readers who haven't read the main story, they might find it fine—just another edgy dark-romance fiction. But for those of us who read the main story, it hits differently. (We are forced to watch the 'ideal older brother' we respected in Monday's Saviour crumble into an obsessive monster ruining his own younger brother).
In Monday's Saviour, the romance feels natural and genuinely fluttering. Here, however, every single romantic moment feels suffocating because it is built entirely on manipulation and grooming.
The uke is left utterly helpless, isolated, and psychologically engineered to depend solely on the only person he has known since childhood, while the seme acts as if he’s some kind of savior, when in reality, he is the warden locking the golden cage.
For readers who haven't read the main story, they might find it fine—just another edgy dark-romance fiction. But for those of us who read the main story, it hits differently. (We are forced to watch the 'ideal older brother' we respected in Monday's Saviour crumble into an obsessive monster ruining his own younger brother).