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I stared down at Ryu Yeji's twisted body, crumpled like a discarded piece of fabric. Strangely, there was no blood, even though his head was completely gone.
How could someone contort themselves six times over like this, with such reckless disregard for their body?
The answer was simple.
This wasn't Ryu Yeji. This was an imposter. In fact, 'It' wasn't even human.
Shadow Demon Fang
✧ Artificial Familiar
Shadow Wolves. The same creatures of darkness that had blocked our path on the second floor of the mansion, before we reached the third.
They weren't nightmares who had taken the Path of Corruption (腐化之路) and become Terrors.
They weren't supposed to exist without some kind of intervention.
Entities created using Black Magic. They do not possess a physical body, nor do they have a soul.
Their only lifeline was a 'core,' much like the heart is to humans. If the core was destroyed, they would fade away like a wisp of dust.