Between the Vesicles
Jin, with her ear-length short hair and red lotus birthmark at the corner of her eye, split her lips into a bizarre smile.
The empty syringe was tossed aside.
All six thick tumor tentacles withdrew into the palm of her left hand, leaving a hole of flesh at the center. The tentacles hidden within could rapidly grow out at any time, ready for the battle ahead.
Jin still held the Blood Infant Swelling Sword in her right hand, but the infant between the sword's hilt was giggling, apparently delighted.
Jin did not attack immediately. Instead, she muttered to herself with a hint of madness.
"When I was little, Father always liked to pinch my face and lift me bodily into the air. He would say that my skin looked exactly like Mother's, and that it would always attract the lust of the men outside and bring disaster.
"Every time he drank, he would punch and kick my face. He would even cut it with razor blades, pierce it with nails, and scald it with hot water.
"Even after all these years, it still hurts whenever I think about it~
"Although I would run to Mother's grave and complain every time, hoping Mother would protect me, I would soon be beaten again... In the end, I learned. I finally figured out how to make my dead mother protect me.
"While Father was asleep, I secretly dug up Mother's remaining bones, melted them down on the kitchen stove, and made them into a mask. While it was still hot, I put it directly on my face.
"It was so hot and painful. I could even feel the skin on my entire face being burned away as it fused with Mother's.
"But I knew this was Mother's love for me.