The passage echoed with rhythmical steps as Octavia's blurry figure raced on the red carpet. Her long golden hair danced wildly behind her, and dust rose from the cracked slabs she stomped on.
Fifteen minutes later, she stood before the room she dread of seeing again yet hated the most. Behind it lay the only exit of the underground complex, but inside her worst mories. Briefly, she closed her trembling golden eyes only to reopen them two seconds after determination blazing like a fire in them.
"Misha, give the strength to save him before it's too late." She muttered before taking steady steps towards the wide-open door.
As she reached them and faced the entrance, the horrible figure of a blood-red misty entity savagely mutilating hybrids with its dagger greeted her widened eyes.
"What did that monster create?" She asked, her fingers trembling as her eyes darted left and right before she added, "Where is he?"
Despite her ticulous scan, she failed to notice her friend in the chaotic room. Only fifteen ravaged and frost-covered carcasses covered the ground, and Ignatius were present.
Seated on his throne and smiling deviously as he watched the spectacle, the bald man's eyes glinted in perverse joy as he opened his mouth.
"You made wait for twenty-eight years." He said as he stood from his iron throne and raised his hand.
Following his movent, she saw the five hybrids battling the mysterious creature disengage and fly towards their dead companion. With swift movents, they retrieved the clump of cells she was so familiar with before rushing towards the monster she despised.
Then Ignatius pressed a button on his throne, causing bright electrical currents to erupt from the ground and ceiling. After connecting together, they ford a lightning cage around the mist-covered creature, imprisoning it.
She gazed at its interested eyes in confusion, wondering why it was so calm despite the trap before focusing on the main threat, Ignatius.
"Today, I'll avenge Misha and all the tortures you inflicted on every animal, monster." She declared, clenching her fists so hard her arms and shoulder joints cracked with loud popping noises. However, she didn't expect the madman's answer.
"Misha? Hahaha. Are you sure she died?" He asked with a aningful glance, hinting at sothing before continuing, "Did I ss too much with you?"
Her eyes narrowed as he retrieved a controller from his pocket, aid it at her, and pressed a button.
Subsequently, a powerful electroshock rocked her brain like a jelly. "ARGH!" With a painful scream, Octavia fell to her knees and held her head with a contorted grimace covering her features. Yet amidst the suffering, her eyes widened as she felt a tiny insect-like chimaera move inside her skull and leave through her ear.
Before she could make sense of the situation, foreign mories collided with her mind like a flood. Fear gripped her heart, and her resolve shook as her instinct scread that sothing wrong would happen. Icy sweat covered her forehead as she grappled against the pain to resist the invading images. Sadly, she couldn't stop them.
Her eyes gradually closed as she lost herself in the scenes from a past she would rather not rember.
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The first thing I rembered was a man covered in elegant tight clothes walking towards with a bright smile. In his hand, a long leather leash attached to a beautiful yellow-coated horse.
"Happy birthday, Misha." The man said after reaching and handing the leash with glistening eyes.
"Yay! Papa is the best!" The excited voice of a young girl sounded... my voice when I was seven.
I rember this peaceful and happy period, as it was my first eting with my closest and dearest friend.
As the scene faded, a new mory erged, transporting forward in ti to when I was nine years old.
"Let's go, Misha. Everyone is ready." The forgotten voice of my father entered my ears before I noticed where he stood.
With all my strength, I tried to scream, to warn him not to enter that carriage and to take our private jet for our travel to the Jiāngguó empire, but the words I tried so hard to say were left unheard.
Instead, with my innocent voice, I said, "Thank you, papa! It's a dream co true to travel with Sunbeam."
That's right, everything was because of . As the only heir of the Voltia industry, my father spoiled ... too much. When I asked him for a rare creature from the distant past called a horse, he offered Sunbeam. When I asked him to let travel all the way to the empire on its back, he agreed... What have I done?
Once more, the scene faded, replaced by the mountainous region bordering our destination. I don't want to... Please, I don't want to rember...
Yet, I'm forced to. Two black creatures I had never seen before attacked my family's carriage. With a swipe of their hands, they destroyed it, along with the chanical horses pulling it.
My poor parents... It's my fault if they died...
But I can't even mourn them as the scene is already changing again. I'm now lying on the nightmarish stone table. Sunbeam is neighing next to , but I had already given up. The monster had been experinting on for weeks already, and I resolved myself to die. Between the tortures and the guilt, why should I stay alive?
That's when Ignatius entered the lab with his diabolical plan. I shudder even now as I dread hearing those words again.
"You can't die, my precious creation. After all, you are my masterpiece." He said with his disgusting smile plastered on his face before adding. "I wonder what will happen if I mix you with sothing you're close to, like that horse, for example. I'm even sure I can add more to the mix."
After a pause, he continued, "The horse is too ta a creature. I'll need to ask the governnt for predatory species. With their survival instincts, even if you try to starve to death, you'll be forced to eat."
"Oh, just to be safe, I'll implant a parasitic chimaera inside your brain to make you forget everything." His hideous smile widened, reaching his ears, and his eyes flared with madness as he continued, "I'll even give you a purpose! Am I not the kindest scientist on the planet? Rember this: you are the horse. To escape, you'll have to defeat the chimaeras guarding each floor and evolve.
That's the only way."
Now I'm seeing him grab the disgusting tiny creature from a tube and slowly push it into my ear. As it crawled towards my brain, tingling my tissues disturbingly, I gazed at Ignatius with lifeless eyes.
His glistening gaze, accompanied by a mad-filled smile stretching across his face, seared into my heart and soul, and despite the parasite, I could never forget that haunting expression.
That's Misha's story... The story of the sinner who killed her parents and Sunbeam...
My story.
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