After dying young in her prime, the master of the Xuanmen sect, Yan Jiu, transmigrated to a parallel world and became an unfortunate soul whose luck had been stolen. She inexplicably bound herself ...
Wildflowers on the ground were trampled underfoot.
The principal staggered.
He could only stand by holding onto the dilapidated wall. He was still terrified, realizing he had almost died at Yan Jiu's hands.
Just thinking about how easily Yan Jiu took action...
The principal was drenched in sweat.
Sudden.
A drawn-out voice came from above: "Look at this, who made our principal look so pathetic?"
The principal suddenly looked up toward the source of the sound.
Lady Rose, dressed in a long black dress, sat on the wall with an umbrella, her dress covered in blood-red roses.
She seemed to have been waiting for a long time.
They were just waiting for the moment to intercept and kill the principal.
Lady Rose smiled gently: "My dear, it's been a long time."
The principal's pupils dilated in shock: "How could you possibly have escaped the amusement park's seal?!"
A gentle breeze stirred the roses on Lady Rose's skirt, and using the petals as a springboard, she floated down from the wall: "Thanks to you, I've gathered 99 wronged souls. You told me that bad children must be punished, and now I've come to punish you!"
Lady Rose closed her eyes and recalled: "You deceived me with sweet words, causing me to lose my teeth and be abandoned by the vampires. You wanted to use my blood to cultivate the first batch of roses. Don't forget, roses and wild roses belong to the same family. The power you gain from them, I can also gain."
After losing the abilities of the vampire clan.
She couldn't protect the Rose Manor.
The white roses were stained red by the scent of death.
The vast Rose Manor was razed to the ground and transformed into an amusement park; they wanted to suppress her with the presence of humans.
Little did they know that the humans who were sacrificed to her each year would become her nourishment.
She waits for the sunlight to fall on the roses again, and for the 99 innocent souls who died because of the roses.
finally.
She's finally here.
Hughes was the last culprit.
Time slips through our fingers.
Blood writes the melody of death, and the once illustrious principal is forced to swim shallowly in the gloomy seabed, slowly savoring the past experiences of Lady Rose.
The pain of having a tooth pulled.
The pain of being skinned and having tendons pulled out.
The pain of being forced into prostitution.
The pain of dying but not being able to let go of one's soul.