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Re: White Weaver.

Follow the journey of the Great MaBeast, The Origin Taratect.

Moge_KO · Komik
Peringkat tidak cukup
2 Chs

Envy.

Wakaba POV :

I could feel myself submerged in some sort of liquid and surrounded by a soft interior.

Poking at it a little bit I could feel it stretch.

I attempt to tear it apart with the meager amount of strength I have left in my body.

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Obviously, I fail.

Maybe I could bite it?

I can't feel my mouth either....

Hmm, I'm surprised that I'm not panicking yet.

Infact, I feel calm, too calm infact.

Well, There is nothing to do, so I might aswell sleep.

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I attempt to sleep, But my eyes feel.... different, almost as if I had multiple sets of them.

Well, It doesn't matter, for now atleast.

*Rumble*

What was that?!

*Chomp*

I heard a noise akin to someone taking a bite out of food Before being assaulted by a flash of light.

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I could feel the liquid which submerged me vanish, It also seems that I've regained the sense of my body.

Opening my eyes I'm met with a dense forest.

I attempt to get on my feet, failing a few times before finally succeeding in the end.

Victory!

But, It seems I've let me my guard down too much, even after hearing that weird biting sound.

*Crunch*

I feel nothing but pure dread hearing the sound hich originated behind me.

Snapping my head back, I'm met with a sight both beautiful and ugly.

A Blindolded, Gray Haired woman was eating a live rabbit while it squirms around before finally going limp.

??? : "You are quite exquisite and delicious, As expected from my creation."

She then proceeded to lick the blood of her fingers, Which was quite hot.

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Suddenly, She turned around spotting me in the process.

??? : "Oya, It seems you hatched last, It makes sense, Afteral you are meant to be the strongest."

She says while slowly walking over to me, Who's currently too stunned to move.

Inching closer and closer every passing second, Untill she finally got enough for physical contact with me.

She touches my head, And at that moment, I felt a connection and received foreign memories.

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Ah, I see now.

She is the Witch Of Gluttony, Daphne.

My creator, My mother.

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I also have 3 Siblings, If you can even call them that.

The White Whale.

The Great Rabbit.

The Black Serpent.

Each of them have a reason to exist.

The Rabbit exists to be an infinite food source.

The White Whale was created to be able to feed hundreds of poeple with it's flesh.

The Black Serpent though is unique, It's only purpose is to kill.

I wonder what's mine?

Will I ever have purpose?

Daphe, once again, Makes physical contact with me, This time though she used a little bit of her soul to officially nominate me as her subordinate I assume?

Daphne : "Your duty is to-"

She couldn't finish her words as she was impaled by black tendrils pierce through her heart and skull, effectively ending her life.

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I wasn't fazed by her death in the slightest for some reason. Though what really terrified me was that voice.

???: Ḭ̷̠͉̭̣̩͚̫̘͒̋̏̅͘ ̶̢̨̛͎̻͈̄͆̎̀b̷̢̰̝̦̤̼̖́̀̒́r̸̝͂̀o̵͇̪͇͇̪͗ų̸̣̣͎͉͙̳̩̌̾͋̈́́̈̕͝͝g̵̞͙̳͉̤̮͉͎̬̓̃̊̃h̶̨͍̥̣̳̹̪̆̾t̴̫̦̜͑̍̉̽̃́͝͠ ̴̛̬̐̅͒̌̑y̵͕͔̬̦̙̬̭̝̿̓̐̉̄̓̐ő̷͙̤̦̟̙̐͆͆́̐͜ͅu̸̱̩̮̣͙͖̍́ ̵̛̣͚͔͑͋̿͐̔ḩ̸̲̮̞͇̬́̾́̐̀͜ͅè̵͕̫͔̻̬͗̅̿̈́̆̓͠r̶͓̊̈́͒̀͠͝e̶̛̞͚̖̓̈́͜,̶̛͎͐̅̄̉̍ ̵̨̢̜̦͔̮̲̊̑̍Ṣ̸̢͖̫͎͍͌͜o̶͖̭̱͈͇͔̼͒͒͆̋͌̍͝͝ͅ ̸͔̳̗͚̩͕̹̀̓́ǭ̸n̸͈̫̗̩̩̘͗c̷̤͔̄͑̔ę̴̗̰͇̙͎̦̥͘͜͝ ̷̟̘͓̐̀̚͝t̸͍͚͍̯̰͈̪͖́͛̎̓͌̽h̶͙̠͊̓̄͂͝e̶̛͖̜͑̾̀͂͐͌̀̕ ̶̬͙̠̌̾͝t̶͓̀ḭ̷͍͕̫̟̃̂͆͝m̶̨̙͕͊͐͛̇̆͑́̋͝ė̶͎̩̻̦̦̳͕̞͗̊ ̸̗̬͙̬̖̿̿ç̴̣͚̙̬̦̀͋͂́̏̍̍͌͠o̶̧̞͎̮͇͉̔̇̒̏̓̈͆͑m̴͎͚̤̟̋̿̉̈̏̽͂͌̚e̷̛͎̫̦̍̑͛̚s̵̹̳̠̝̗͑́̑̉͜͜ͅ,̶̹̔̊̊̋͌͝͠ͅ ̶̞̮̫̲̎p̸̧̣̏̐r̸̛̪̿̈́̌̕͝ọ̴̥̥́̽͂̌̏̇̕t̴̢̙̦̽̄̅̾ė̷̘̳͓͈̩̻͕̀̎̂́͜c̶͙̥̳̜͎̱͂͐̈́͂͂̕t̵̸̡̼͉̜̪̠̠͉̗̯͆̅̋̄̉͘͜͝ͅͅḩ̶͚̪̠̀́̀̐͛͝i̵̢̘̠̬͖͌m̶̛̹͗̐̄̓̃̚͝.̶̢̦͙͍͕̜̐̄̈́̈́̉̇̕͘ͅ"

Protect?

Me?

I don't understand, why does this have to happen to me?

I just wanted to live a peaceful life, Just because I envied that damn bastard for having such a cute girlfreind, Why couldn't I get one?

Why him?

Why not ME, ME, ME, ME, ME!

??? : E̵̬̗̩͚̤̠͕͐ͅn̬͇̼͇͑̄͠v̸̗̱̥̠͎̫̯͐ͅy͎͎̒ͣ̏̀ ̹̜̱͆͞ḭ̶͍̣͖̪͎ͬ̉sͯ҉͖̻ ̵͉̹̤̙̈́̀͐̂ả͚͓̖̟͎͔͓͋̉́ ̵̮͇̠ͭ̇̽͆ğ͓̪̺̜̫͞ͅͅo̠̮͕̿̆̐ͧ̕ô̡̠̠̘͚ḓ̢͚̼̤͚ͣ͗́ ̧̖͚̤͍͍̟ͮl͇̯̥̗̿ͤ̐̚̕o̢̻̞ͫ͗̚o̲̱̜̥ͯͨ̋̐̀k̨̗͇͈̤͓ͯ́̎ ̑͏͇̰̤̗̪̦o̖̱̰ͨͬ̏ͮ͢n̩̗͕͚͕̖͚̦̒̆ͦ͘ ̿̉͏͙̩̥̗̯̞y̮̘̽̅͑ͯ̕ͅo͚͙͓̟͙̣̺̞̍͋͢ü͊̀͏̥̝̤̙̣͚̙,͕̰̯͔̫̏̑ͤ̈́ͅ ̺̟̔́͘M̡͎̤̣̒ỵ͎̪̰̼̓̌̓̀ͅ ̸̰̝̙̤̜̪̜̮͐A̷̝̺̥ͤ̽̓r̵̖̲̜͇͕͖̝̼ͯc̯͚̗̺͑̈͐͟h̅̇̐̐҉͕̬̲b̩̭̟͖ͪ͡i̘̬̖͖̺ͧ̋̋͢ͅs̢͕̲ͧh̙̺͈̫͉̣ͭ̓̔͂͡ͅo̸̻̖͓͇̯͛p̵͙̻̳̜̟͖̺̂̆̅