87 Luckily It Was Me, Not Her (1/2)
A splatter of blood could be seen on the ground, and Jiayi felt the crushing grip on his neck lessen. He stared in astonishment as Hongyue quietly lifted another hand and pointed to another shadow.
”Tag.”
Another explosion.
As she proceeded to trigger each of the blood hex on the shadows, Hongyue's heart was left with conflicting feelings. Under the smile she had smoothed on her face, her thoughts were complex. The more she smiled on the outside, the colder her heart grew on the inside. There was a sense of pity in her heart, almost to the point of anger. It was a raw turmoil in her soul, and for the first time, she could feel a strange heat behind her eyes.
While she called herself as Hongyue, the siren couldn't help think of the cruelness of reality. If it was not her, but that human in this situation, would this ending be the same? Both of them had an ill-fated destiny that latched on to them without the consideration of letting go. However, the only difference between them was Hongyue was given a chance to fight back.
She had the ability to do so. Thinking upon this, her eyes hardened.
In a cruel, twisted fate like this, even if the human Hongyue had everything, that girl would never be able to fend for herself.
Because if that girl had the will to live, she would be poisoned.
If that girl had the magic to defend herself, it would be annulled.
If that girl had anything to her name...it would probably be ripped away from her hands.
Step after step, she would be blocked. She probably wouldn't have lasted this long in a twisted place filled with webs.
Luckily—”Luckily, it was me not her.”
The words slipped out of Hongyue's mouth before she was able to stop her thoughts. She was startled for a moment. When...when did she ever start to think like this? Humans, they always, always betrayed her. Her eyes turned dull for a moment, but so did her own kind. She always thought it was her. Her, the unfortunate offspring of the undesired was obliged to suffer in order to redeem herself.