"Sister, how long will we have to live like this?"

She will never forget the day her sister said this to her, with desperate helplessness in her eyes and weak requests for help from her.

Every time she thought about this sister, she couldn't help but want to cry. At that time, they were only seven years old.

I remember that day, they begged on the street, begged for a long time, did not find anything, and were bullied by some ignorant children. She pulled her sister and hid desperately, desperately hiding, trying to escape to a peaceful corner.

However, the more people retreat, the more rampant the people who bully you become. One of the older children said that they were going to throw their two dirty children into the smelly ditch in the village. She was frightened when she heard this, it was winter at that time, and they were not clothed, and they could not experience such a toss. Because the water in winter will make them sick, and they can't afford to get sick. Ignoring that she couldn't beat them, she picked up the rocks at her feet and fought them, letting her sister run away as she did. Her body was different from the average person, and she seldom showed that little bit, until that day she was forced to hurry, and she had succeeded in dragging her who hated country children, and got up from under their feet, her nails turned into sharp claws, and before they could say the monsters, she dug out the hearts of the three boys.

She didn't want to kill them, even though they were annoying and had no sympathy. However, demonizing her, she cannot control her instinct to kill. When she came back to her senses, her hands were already covered with blood, and the scene in front of her was terrible, seeing those broken corpses, she was so frightened that her legs and feet became weak, and then disappeared into the barren mountains and mountains.

By the time she remembered that she hadn't gotten her sister back, it was already nightfall. She hit her head against the thick tree trunk like crazy, and she, because of a reckless ability, not only lost her sister, but also lost the opportunity to live normally in this world. At this moment, there must be a lot of people looking for her everywhere and trying to kill her!

Remorse overwhelmed her, and the restlessness and despair made her emotionally uncontrollable again.

"Why did you give birth to me? Why?"

"My mother abandoned me, my father abandoned me, and now, even the world has abandoned me!"

"What the hell am I doing wrong!"

After wantonly destroying a forest, she finally fainted from hunger and cold.

When her rich and noble mother gave birth to her, she probably didn't know that her handsome and charming father was a monster, so when she saw her who looked like a human and inhuman, she was startled and wanted to kill her. Later, her father stopped her mother and took her out of her mother's house. Maybe it's because she is different from ordinary people, when she was born, the moment she opened her eyes, she remembered what she had experienced. So, she remembered, her mother was going to kill her.

When she was two years old, her father abandoned her because he had found a new love. However, this time it's a female goblin, and it seems to be a snake spirit or something. In order to be with her, her father casually stuffed her to a rural family, and disappeared after giving child support.

Perhaps she was really ill-fated, and her father finally made some kind of sigil that made her inhuman features disappear, and she gained some affection in the peasant woman's house, and was called an older sister by a girl as old as her. However, when she was six years old, bandits came to the village, and after a burst of burning and looting, the village became a sea of fire. It burned everywhere, and when the panic passed, the family that raised her was dead. Only the sister who was dragged by her willfully to dig irises in the mountains was left and was able to escape by luck.

The blue iris has since left a bloody color in her and her sister's memories. Every time they see this flower, their memories are pulled back to that panicked day.

It is too difficult for two children to survive in this world. Even as the son of a combination of humans and demons, she struggled with all she could, and there were still many times when they starved. Hunger is the great demon king who has plagued her and her sister for a long time. Without it, my sister said that it would be a pleasure to wander with her. They enjoyed the scent of potpourri in the spring, ran after the wind and the stars in the summer, picked all kinds of brightly colored fruits in the fall, and watched the snowflakes fly around with her in the winter, and then made the muddy roads white as if they were covered with a thick layer of cotton.

However, time and fate, in front of these two huge gods, she is so small. Since birth, she has been a child who is not favored by fate.

After committing the murder ring, she finally couldn't hold her sister's hand tightly and walked forward together, and they were still lost in the torrent of fate.

She had never cried since she was born, and she cried very sadly in her dreams. Those tears kept dripping from her closed eyes.

When she was abandoned by her parents, she had never felt so bad.

As she lay on the ground until midnight, the need to survive gradually became clear to her consciousness and occupied the main consciousness. She needs food, she needs a firewood to light up.

In the end, she couldn't suppress the two demon kings of hunger and cold, and in order to fight them, she had to cheer up, get up from the ground, and look for food and warmth.

Before, she only cared about running, not caring where she had run, but now that she came to her senses, she found that the place she was in was actually in the middle of nowhere. In winter, there is a cold wind in the wilderness except for the dead grass.

Is she going to spend the night hungry in this cold wind tonight? However, now, in this vast world, who will come to save her?

Eventually, she took her first steps in the darkness of the night. She didn't know where she was going, but she knew that no matter where she was, sitting still and craving the warmth of hugging her knees would only make her sit still.

Perhaps it was her instinct that prompted her own inhuman traits to show, and as she moved slowly in the cold night, she saw a different color of her hair, sharp claws like that of a monster, and scaly feet.

She didn't want to control it anymore, her father's seal seemed to be out of date, and it would be nice to help her catch a rabbit or some other game if she came across it. As long as you can eat it, you can eat it. Probably because of her mother's half of human blood, she is resistant to human flesh, and no matter how hungry she is, she will refrain from touching people.

I don't know how long she walked, but she finally got out of a desperate situation. She saw a house, a broken grass hut, but she saw flickering candlelight. It's just that the atmosphere of the house is a little wrong, because it is an isolated house, and it has no village in a radius of several miles.

She suddenly remembered the ghost legend that her adoptive mother had told her. It is said that in the wilderness, lost travelers sometimes come across a house with a flickering candle. When they go to knock on the door, they will meet a kind old woman who will say something caring about them and invite them to the house to rest. The traveler thought that he had met a good Samaritan, but he did not know that he had met a monster wandering in the wilderness, and after the traveler fell asleep, the old woman turned into a monster and ate the traveler.

When the adoptive mother told this story, her sister was frightened, she didn't feel anything, but because she was infected by her sister, she was also afraid.

Thinking that the thatched hut in front of her might be the kind of house her adoptive mother said, she still felt a little hairy in her heart. But looking at her inhuman hands, she laughed sarcastically again.

The candlelight in the hut grew clearer and clearer, and as she was about to knock on the door, a whistling sound broke through the hut. She didn't have time to dodge, so she could only use her claws to block the sword that was stabbing at me. The moment she blocked, she thought she was attacked by a ghost, because the demonized she didn't see when the door of the grass hut was opened, and then stabbed the sword out.

Are you going to be killed?!