They were eating a kind of biscuit made by grinding blue algae into powder. None of them spoke, making the cave seem so quiet.
They were Norman and Biqis, an exiled man and woman.
"She's a monster," the man suddenly said, "Just like her brother … maybe even scarier."
'Monster … Who is it?'
"I can't remember what he looks like." The woman lowered her head and said softly, as if she was blaming and resentful, "I didn't even see him once, and you guys took him away … Took him away! Then killed him! "
She suddenly became agitated, and her voice sounded like thunder in the narrow cave.
"Lower your voice, do you want to wake her … this monster!" the man said anxiously. He even stepped forward and covered the woman's mouth with his hand, staring into her eyes.
'Monster … Who is it?'
"It's her!" With a hint of horror, the woman subconsciously looked to the side. It was made of hay, some bark and algae, like a small bed in Nestle.
'Monster … Who is it?'
On the small bed, a pair of eyes under the animal skin … curved like a crescent moon, unlike a human's eyes, were looking at them in the cave.
"What do you want to do? Norman … Norman?! "The woman suddenly became terrified.
The man suddenly got up, with a cold face, and walked in front of her … He raised a bone axe made of bones in his hand.
She knew what the man wanted to do and screamed, "You're crazy!"
"We'll die!" the man said in a low voice, "She's a monster!"
As soon as he said that, the man gritted his teeth and reached out to take her out from under the animal skin quilt, lifting her up.
"Look carefully, this is it! This is a monster! "
She had gray skin, a cracked mouth, and teeth that were clearly visible like sawteeth … Eyes that curved like a crescent moon, and a nose that didn't even have a human's …
'Monster … It's me.'
"Do you see it clearly?" The man's voice grew louder as he raised [her] up high … At the same time, his arm was trembling.
He was afraid, afraid of something that even he didn't know.
Finally, the man raised the bone axe in his hand again.
"No —!"
The woman's voice was filled with grief, fear, and even anxiety. She hugged her man and shook her head violently. "It's not like that, Norman … Look carefully! Please take a good look! Look at this child. She's not a monster … Look, look! "
"He's crazy." The man's heart was filled with grief. He thought that the woman could no longer think normally … But he loved her after all. Otherwise, he wouldn't be willing to leave the place he lived to accompany her.
He could only force himself to raise his head and take one last look at [She] … one last look, as a final apology for the name he was unable to bear: [Father].
He would only take one last look at her, and after that … he would forget about her.
He slowly raised his head and looked at the person whom he was holding by the back of the neck … [She].
"This is … our …" He was shocked by the scene before him. In an instant, it was as if all the real and fake things were mixed together. "Our child!"
He threw away the bone axe in his hand and hugged [She] in his arms. He looked at the woman excitedly. "Look! Biqis! This is our child, she is not a monster! She is normal! Hahaha!! Normal! "
The woman cried tears of joy.
They hugged each other. In their arms, [She] slowly cracked her mouth full of saw-like teeth. It was like a smile.
— So, it was possible to make others like you …
…
…
When the girl regained her consciousness, she didn't see Duoni anymore.
But the weapon that had cut her countless times was thrown on the ground … The girl was a bit hesitant about why she could wake up.
She suddenly felt strange all over her body … She raised her head and saw a scene that she couldn't understand until now.
A heart that didn't beat anymore was hanging upside down above her head … From the blood vessels in the atrium of the heart, there were dark red muscle fibers that looked like blood vessels.
These fibers seemed to weave a spider web, and Buzzby's heart was in the center of the spider web. Then, more muscle fibers grew out from another atrium and spread to the girl's body. She felt very comfortable.
It covered all the wounds on her body that were cut by the Tang knife … Many flagella grew out of the muscle fibers that stuck to the wounds and penetrated into her body little by little.
The blood that splashed out when she was cut could no longer be seen on the ground.
The blood that flowed out was absorbed and sent back to the girl's body … The vampire's ability to control blood.
But it wasn't the girl's ability — it was the last bit of strength of the heart that was about to stop beating.
Not only did it collect the girl's lost blood, but it also transferred the last essence of the heart into the girl's body.
It didn't beat anymore. It was like an ordinary person's heart that was out of refrigeration and turned dark red. It wasn't fresh anymore and even slightly smelled. Perhaps it had started to rot inside.
But it was squeezing out the last drop of blood from the heart.
It was like a drop of water on a stalactite … a drop, at the bottom of the atrium, expanding little by little.
The girl watched this scene quietly … She didn't have an ordinary face, so even if she knew what expression she should make to express her feelings, she couldn't do it in the end.
Maybe she could, but she needed to use someone else's appearance … She couldn't use her original appearance because [She] was a monster.
Not only would she suck human blood, but she would also suck the blood of vampires and nibble away other people's happiness at the same time.
When the last drop of blood was squeezed out of the atrium and dripped down, the girl subconsciously stretched out the tip of her tongue and instinctively accepted it.
The last drop of blood fell on the tip of the girl's tongue, and the heart was completely rotten … The muscle fibers that stuck to the wall also peeled off. With the loss of the last bit of blood essence, the heart would die completely, and there would be nothing left of Bazeby.
It couldn't even be reborn with the help of the clan's blood pool.
He was truly dead now.
The girl stretched out her hands and caught the falling heart … But it suddenly turned into a pus-like substance in her palm and finally fell from her fingers.
[She] finally swallowed the last drop of blood in her mouth without saying a word.
It seemed like a long time had passed.
The girl slowly stood up and walked out of the room silently — From here on, she didn't use anyone's appearance.
[She] used her original appearance when she came to this world and walked into this world again … The streets were deserted and there were traces of destruction everywhere.
Vaguely, there seemed to be some sounds of fighting.
That was the beginning of the human's rebellion against the vampires — The descendants of the Ancients who came out from the other side of the high wall were now chasing the remaining vampires.
Whether it was the low-level vampires of the inspection team or the elites of the patrol team, they were all retreating at this time.
They lost the support of the superior nobles … The superior nobles had already died under the flames of Meow's revenge. Even Sir Buzzby, who temporarily held the power of the clan, had disappeared at this moment.
They were like headless flies without any effective command — The Ancients opposite them had more and more terrifying weapons in their hands … A variety of powerful weapons emerged one after another.
And Meow … This woman was like the Grim Reaper, constantly harvesting their lives in the dark night.
Some of the naturalized humans who were originally working in the [Farm] had the idea of defecting under the woman named Amanda's speech.
They were actually this kind of reality because they had tried their best to become adults and experienced the impact of the [Truth] … Most of them had the same idea as Renas.
But the children … [Crops] were different.
They hadn't experienced this, and they didn't know what was the difference between [Offering] and [Food]. They didn't know what [Mating Farm] was for, but they knew the meaning of [Slaughterhouse]. However, they didn't know that the slaughterhouse was actually one of them, a few of them … or maybe all of them in a certain batch.
The [Crops] began to wander on the dilapidated street in a daze … They cried, laughed, or walked away absentmindedly, but they didn't know where they were going.
The girl who walked on the street in her original appearance … at this time, silently walked past these children.
None of the children noticed her existence, and [She] didn't stop for a moment because of the child. The sound of fighting gradually weakened — the number of vampires who represented the [Torideau] Clan that could still resist was getting smaller and smaller.
It was conceivable that vampires were a species that was extremely difficult to produce — their numbers weren't high to begin with.
But humans were different. There were many humans who were liberated from the [Mating Farm], and there were even more humans who were liberated from the [Slaughterhouse].
In this war, humans had an absolute advantage in numbers — and they had magical weapons that could fight against vampires.
But who cares about these things … the girl thought silently in her heart.
[She] was still walking forward as if she was looking for something … [She] felt that she was about to find it, but something was missing.
Not long after, the girl saw Duoni again, and [She] paused slightly.
But Duoni didn't seem to know [She] and didn't remember [She]. She just ran happily on the street — as usual, she would greet everyone in the [Farm] … or the [Town].
But now, she was dirty. Her favorite nightgown was covered in dust and blood, and her hair was messy.
But her laughter seemed to be contagious … it seemed to be the only sound that those children who had lost their minds could hear.
So, they began to follow Duoni … and gradually, there were more of them.
Duoni's laughter was like a shepherd playing a flute in a myth … and they began to form a group behind Duoni.
They all laughed and wandered around the dilapidated streets, talking about some of the things they usually talked about, as if nothing had happened, and everything was as usual.
[She] watched them leave with Duoni and gradually disappear into the street … [She] suddenly felt that this would be the last time she would see these children.
Now that they had disappeared, they had really disappeared … They had disappeared into something that was more real than reality. Finally, the last figure could no longer be seen.
This time, [She] didn't step forward but slowly turned around.
The girl saw Luoqiu who disappeared not long ago … he seemed to be waiting for [She]'s arrival.
Or rather, [She] took the initiative to find him this time.
This time, the girl didn't call Boss Luo as a noble master. She even became very quiet, without a trace of naughtiness and naivety of [Mina].
Maybe it was because she had returned to her original appearance.
"This smell … what is it called?" [She] raised her head. Her eyes, which were completely bent down, seemed to have no eyeballs, just two curved lines.
Boss Luo walked to [She]'s side — he glanced at the thing in the girl's hands. It was a pile of residue that couldn't even be called rotten meat.
He said slowly, "When the superior nobles use [Character Settings] to feed [Crops], what do you think they need when they suck [Crops]'s blood?"
"The taste of happiness." [She] almost didn't think about it … because [She] knew this too well.
Because ever since she was born, she had all kinds of strange abilities … She was like a human, and she had human things, but she was also like a vampire, and she also had vampire things … She was a monster.
Boss Luo shook his head, "I think it should be called the taste of reality."
[She] immediately refuted, "But this is all fake, everything is just a fiction."
"Fake things can be more real than real things." Luoqiu said softly.
"Just like them … Duoni?" [She] thought, looking at the end of the street where the children and Duoni disappeared … She couldn't see anything anymore.
Boss Luo nodded, "For Buzzby, even if you are not the real Mina, it doesn't matter. To him, you're no different from the real Mina … To him, you're already real. So, it's not that the taste has changed, but … this is the taste it should have. Not through substitution, substitution, or even theft, but the taste that exists for you. "
"It's delicious …" [She] looked up, her sawtooth-like teeth opened slightly, and made an extremely unpleasant sound.
Luoqiu asked softly, "Name?"
[She] shook her head, "No … never."
"Then let's call you Mina." Luoqiu suddenly said.
[She] was silent for a moment. She slowly picked up the heart residue in her hands, put it to her lips, and chewed little by little, "It's the taste of reality …"
Then she … Mina laughed and shed tears.
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