After the betrayal by her family and being killed by her blood-related mother, Jiho closed her eyes, seeking an end to her suffering while already ensured to mess their life after she peacefully slept. However, when she opened them again, she found herself in a white room facing her dead master. "You have broken your promise, so as your punishment, you must live in another world until I am satisfied," he declared. Upon reopening her eyes, Jiho found herself in an ancient-looking room, and what was even more shocking was that it was an ABO-type world. In this world, aside from men and women, there were individuals who appeared more delicate than men but could give birth refered as mer. Jiho who hates relationship. What a peculiar fate awaited her?
On the other side, as soon as Jiho stepped out of the room, she rushed towards her own, her footsteps quick and unsteady.
However, she stopped abruptly in the middle of the courtyard, a wave of nausea hitting her, and turned, hurrying towards the backyard.
"Cough... cough... blegh," Jiho bent down on her knees, her body convulsing as she retched violently.
The cool evening air brushed against her skin, but it did little to soothe the burning in her throat and the turmoil in her stomach.
She could feel the rough texture of the earth beneath her fingers as she gripped the ground for support, her breathing ragged and labored.
Her face was pale, and beads of sweat formed on her forehead. Her eyes, usually sharp and determined, were now glazed with pain and exhaustion.
The sounds of the night—crickets chirping, leaves rustling—were a stark contrast to her suffering, creating a haunting backdrop to her struggle.