68 Keep As A Pe (1/2)

The Mask Of A Siren in_awe 21410K 2022-07-24

Hongyue opened her eyes and gradually set down her hands. Her eyelashes were batting softy as she attempted to settle her frantic mindset.

She died already.

She was now Hongyue.

—and she was no longer that powerless.

Her fingers lightly trembled, but she swiftly collected herself. Hongyue released a breath she never knew she held. How many years has it been now? The memory was still as vivid in her mind. Her eyes lowered, and she examined Qingyu. She reached her fingers out to take the Dragon's Glory but soon paused.

Did he suffer as well?

Was he also betrayed?

Was he...like her?

Hongyue only knew what it was like to be different.

No, called and identified as different. Marked as something sinister and evil even when she committed nothing wrong at all. It was strange how she was labeled as a monster when all she ever did was give and never asked anything for return.

How ridiculous it was that side by side, she resembled exactly like the humans and mermaids, yet no one would accept her with open arms. Instead, they flung curses and targeted her.

Hypocritical, that even though they pursued her with knives in hand, they still wanted her blood and powers. They proclaimed themselves righteous when they hunted her down yet when she retaliated, they cried out 'foul demon!'

Why does it matter?

She was a demon.

However, she was never this cruel in the first place. They made her this way. Hongyue's gleaming eyes dimmed, and she withdrew her hand. She turned to leave but slowly paused, and she tilted her head lightly.

In her last life, she didn't have anyone. No one stood by her side. No one cared. Yet here, in this world, a mere stranger of two days was willing to play with his life for her. He could have moved. He could have blocked. He could have hurt her. In the end, he didn't.

Nothing.

He accepted everything she gave him.

Although she never said it out loud, her heart was awfully tired.

Weary.

Maybe it wouldn't be bad to have someone by her. What did they call it? A pet? Wouldn't she be the master?