She suppressed the fluctuation of her Rule Power and reminisced:
"Back then I was just a teenager, from a poor family background, with a father who was an alcoholic and gambler, entirely dependent on my mother who sold her body to support the family.
But my mother wasn’t any better.
She was a drug addict, and whenever she suffered outside, she liked to burn cigarette scars on .
Because of these scars, I was also bullied at school.
The journey ho from school every day was the most painful ti for .
Compared to my family, the school that bullied was heaven.
At least there, I had soone I secretly admired.
He was a player on the school basketball team, tall and handso.
But at ho, there was only endless despair.
I didn’t want to go ho.
Eventually, I couldn’t even go to school because as far as my parents were concerned, I could soon start earning money for them.
Afraid I would run away, they locked up.
During that period, so unpleasant things happened.
In short, I lost my last dignity to several of my father’s filthy gambling friends who took away my first ti.
All I got was a birth control pill.
That was also my fifteenth birthday present.
Days like that lasted for more than a year.
Eventually, I found an opportunity and killed them all.
I set a fire that took them away along with my past.
With the money I got, I rented a hotel room, healed, and prepared to start a new life.
I gathered enough courage to find the person I once admired.
Luckily, he still rembered .
He was surprised by my maturity then, and his look was different from that in school.
I don’t know if it was love.
But I knew what he wanted.
So, I got a boyfriend.
I was quite happy during that ti.
I started to have beautiful fantasies about life again and even considered having a ho of my own, one that wouldn’t let down.
His grades were poor.
I wanted to pay for him to learn a skill after high school graduation.
You know, that was also the future for many ordinary people in the Federation.
But he didn’t want to.
He wanted to rely on his sports achievents to go to college.
That was difficult.
His performance in the school basketball team wasn’t prominent.
I didn’t want to let him down, so I supported him by saving and working to pay for private tutoring, quietly backing him.
He tried hard, too.
In one term, he improved on the school basketball team.
But the coach didn’t like him.
A player who hardly got to play couldn’t rely on basketball performance to be recruited by a university.
Even getting into an average university wasn’t easy.
Seeing him sad, I secretly went to see his coach...
As for , I had no dignity left since the age of fifteen.
With my ongoing efforts, he finally got the chance to play, and later successfully got into an average university.
I was very happy.
Yet he worried about the tuition...
As I said, I didn’t want him to suffer, so while he was on a graduation trip, I followed my mother’s path and beca the person I least wanted to be.
Fortunately, I still had him.
That happiness lasted until he took all my money and then left with his new girlfriend, calling a slut and a whore who seduced his coach and branding as inherently promiscuous, and he kicked out with a group people to humiliate ."
Brian said emotionlessly in an attempt to console, "Your story sounds awful, I feel as if I could hear your heart breaking."
"Heartbroken?"
The woman shook her head:
"Why would I be heartbroken?
At that mont, I was actually glad.
Because I could finally rge him completely with without any burdens!
Oh God, I loved him so much!
Loved him so much I’d lock him in the room and wouldn’t let any other woman enjoy him.
Not even a glance!
Even the thought of another woman breathing the sa air as him tornted unbearably.
But I knew if I showed this possessiveness, it would scare him away.
So I persevered, bearing this intense possessiveness until he personally destroyed the limits I had for myself.."
A sincere and sweet expression surfaced on her face as she recalled:
"That feeling...
Now when I recall, my soul trembles.
I ticulously sliced him into countless pieces with a knife.
His flesh was processed into a paste, his blood into smoothies, his intestines woven into a scarf, his bones ground into powder for coffee...
Especially that heart.
I preserved it as a specin, and I cradled it in bed every night, unable to bring myself to eat it.
Unfortunately, while handling that woman, I clogged the drain.
I was a bit too harsh then.
The dismbernt case caused quite a stir locally.
It wasn’t long before the police found .
I originally wanted to run.
But then the Blood Moon ascended.
It was so warm.
Bathed in the Blood Moon’s glow, I felt imnsely joyful, like a fish swimming freely and comfortably under the Blood Moon’s brilliance...
For a while after that.
I happily moved from one family to another using the ability gifted to by the Blood Moon Mother, parasitizing different individuals like a Parasite, lurking in dark corners, enjoying the beautiful family atmosphere that wasn’t mine.
That was probably the fastest ti of my life.
In so good families, I even chose to bear offspring, experiencing every process of life.
When those families were no longer joyful, I would appear, devour them, and then move to another family to parasitize."
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