The memories of life are replayed like a rewind.

All the most vulnerable and fearful, are shouting, over and over again.

Suffering.

Spiritual.

Also physical.

Her spirit was crushed by embarrassing memories.

Her body was crushed by tens of millions of pounds of weight.

She struggled to find respite in the gaps.

However, the past of those nightmares is both torture and dependence.

They had struck her heart, making it stronger, turning it into an indestructible pillar to carry it all.

The two lives of her parents and four faces have become the reason for her to "live", encouraging her will to survive.

The occasional "Moran" touched her mind, which was a fantasy of a better future.

She can't die yet.

She wants to be a human being, to experience it for the rest of her life.

She wants to serve her parents, wants to fall in love, wants to get married and have children, wants to be born, old age, sick and dies......

She's such an insatiable person.

Instead of......

Died violently for unknown reasons.

All thoughts converged on one side, and fell like hail into the sea of blood of the corpse that imprisoned her, turning into countless hands, supporting her body and sending her up.

Lead her away from a place of despair......

-

"Poof-"

Moran sat up from the ground abruptly, as if he had just been fished out of the icy water.

She breathed in a big gulp of air, but the smell of blood in her nose was even stronger, and on her body, there was a strange feeling of cold and sticky.

Moran subconsciously stretched out his hands, only to find that his palms were stained with blood. But when I looked down, I found that it was not only the palms, but also the backs of the hands, the arms, and the ...... body.

- What happened to me?

"Woo~"

A strange scream suddenly sounded, and immediately after him, Moran felt that he was covered by a huge shadow.

Looking up, this is a strong man who is nearly two meters tall, with a bare chest full of scars, and every muscle is an explosive existence, making her more and more petite.

The other party only had a piece of animal skin around his waist, a standard savage dress, half of his face was covered by lion-like stray blond hair, and a pair of sharp eyes were hidden inside, revealing only the angular jaw.

Somehow, Moran suddenly thought of climbing and wandering Tarzan of the apes wandering in the dense forest.

And it's also a bit handsome Tarzan.

(The obscuring of hair has never stopped humans from grading the appearance of the opposite sex.) ）

"Hello?" Moran tried to speak.

"Woohoo~"

"Tarzan" seemed to be a little happy, jumping in place like an orangutan with a banana.

Moran sighed helplessly, it seemed that the other party should be a real savage, and he couldn't communicate with her.

It seems that you can only rely on yourself......

Moran looked around and found that there was a wide cave full of amethysts, the air was humid and cold, and not far from him, there was a cave about two people wide.

These scattered crystals glow with purple light, filling the entire space with purple light...... It makes Moran feel uncomfortable in a nightclub.

And from the beginning...... Or as soon as he woke up, Moran always felt that someone was watching him in the dark, and the sight was not murderous, but it was inexplicably creepy.

But in this huge cavern that can hold a rocket, Moran sees only her and "Tarzan", two living creatures.

She stood up with her arms propped up, but she was suddenly dizzy.

Moran's body shook slightly, and she watched as "Tarzan" stretched out her broad and rough palm to catch her, but she retracted timidly as if she was afraid of something.

She didn't know why, but her eyes fell on herself.

No wonder she always felt cold and sticky on her body, and her whole body really looked like she had been fished out of a sea of blood.

In addition to the body, even the face is covered with cold blood. The straw rope used to tie the hair has long been abandoned in the unknown place, and the waist-length long hair is knotted in unspeakable strands and pasted all over the body.

Moran suddenly frowned, thinking of that bizarre but painful dream.

It was as if she was soaked in a sea of blood.

Is there any connection between the two?

What really happened to her?

Moran's last memory was of the collapse of the pit, and she jumped into it, trying to grab Celei's hand, and then she fell in the darkness, shouting Cele's name, and when she heard the response, she couldn't help the great pain in her body and fainted.

- So, my body must have had a problem at that time.

What flashed through her mind was a purple shield that had been activated by herself.

- Is it because I used the mysterious power in the four-leaf clover necklace?

Moran subconsciously touched his chest, but found that there was nothing.

"Hey, did you take my necklace?" Moran asked.

But Tarzan the Savage looked puzzled.

Moran had no choice but to pause, gesturing at herself, gesturing at herself, and gesturing at the shape of the necklace.

Tarzan the Savage looked at himself very seriously, and then "suddenly realized" and shouted, waving his arms excitedly, as if to lead her somewhere.

Moran raised his eyebrows and followed the other suspiciously.

There is a lot in this cave, it turns out that there is not only the entrance of the cave that Moran saw, but when he walked to the corner over there, there was another exit.

The entrance to the cave was narrow, but the passage was three or four meters high and five or six people wide, and the cave was littered with amethysts that illuminated the path, and a thin, shallow stream ran through it.

Moran accidentally stepped on it, but I don't know if it was an illusion, this stream was not as cold as she imagined.

And as it progressed, the temperature of the creek gradually increased. The smell of blood around her was gradually replaced by brimstone.

Led by the wildlings, Moran winds his way up the cave until he reaches a half-open cavern.

Compared to the place where Moran woke up, the cave is the difference between soybeans and potatoes.

But in the midst of it is a steaming, bright emerald hot spring.

Looking out along the open space, the purple forest seems to be on the mountainside, a few dozen meters above the ground, according to the height of these trees.

"Here it is...... Where ......"

Moran was shocked by the beautiful scene in front of him, and was speechless for a while.

It wasn't until the wild man pointed to the hot springs and let out a strange cry of "oh roar" that Moran was pulled back to reality.

"You mean I let me soak in the hot springs?" Moran said, waving his hands.

She didn't know if she was doing sign language, maybe in the eyes of outsiders, she was just making a blind comparison.

To this, the wild man's answer was to jump directly into the hot spring and take a bath.

Moran really understood what the wild man meant, but seeing him jumping and jumping in the hot springs, she suddenly lost the meaning of bathing, maybe a body of blood was quite suitable for her.

-

Seeing Moran's hesitation, Bazel thought that his meaning was not clearly expressed, jumped out of the hot spring in two steps, and then grabbed the little thing's arm.

Bazel thought he wanted to drag her into the hot springs, but the little thing's arms were thinner than he expected, and the blood on his body was so slimy......

What's more, she's light.

So the next moment.

Moran only felt like he had been thrown into the hot springs.