Gerard Way

Gerard woke up dazed in the strangest "room" he'd ever seen. The towering walls seemed to be made of a material that resembled the flesh of a fruit. He felt so confused. And he was wearing pajamas. Was he transported to some science fiction novel? "What the hell?" *he said aloud, his words echoing off the damp walls. "Is anybody here?"

he walked forward cautiously, looking to find an answer. As soon as he stood up on his feet, he noticed he had no shoes, and his feet sank slightly into the soft ground beneath his feet. It was unlike anything he had ever felt before. So strange. despite the lack of any lighting or gaps in the walls, he could see perfectly fine. They must have been emanating a sort of violet glow. He suddenly tripped on something while busy admiring the space. He caught himself with his left leg and looked behind him. It was a squishy root-like structure. Like a tree root. But then it began moving. "Agh! What the hell?!" more root-like entities starting moving toward him. They wrapped around his limbs and snaked up his body. One tendril pressed against his forehead. He began sensing a voice. "You are a fitting candidate to carry my young. The amount of pleasure you will experience from this will be incomparable to any other sensation your human mind is capable of. This will be incredibly rewarding for you. Please do not resist." not that he could. But he wasn't going to. He was interested. An amount of pleasure no other human could even experience? How is that even possible? He had to know.