Yin opened her eyes in the darkness.
The temperature was freezing, the ground equally cold, and it took her a few moments to realize that it was deep into the night. She was outside, lying on some grass and debris.
Great. She was in some forest in the middle of the night. What a scenario.
Yin tried to sit up, but there was something holding her down. It was icy and hard and oh-so-uncomfortable. It was an arm.
Someone was hugging her.
"Hey!" she screeched. "You don't do that to me! No one touches my legendary boobs without permission!"
Yin jumped away, annoyed from hell and back. Her arms akimbo, she opened her mouth to berate the pervert.
But then she paused.
She did not know what to say… as the offender was a corpse.
Yes, she was being embraced by a corpse, long dead from what could be seen in how stiff its body had become.
The corpse was of a man in his early twenties, clean shaven, with a long black hair just below his shoulders. He might have been handsome when he was alive, but in his death, his face was disfigured with anger and grief.
There was an arrow sticking out of his forehead. His enemy had shot him from behind, and it was obvious that it only took one arrow to kill the man.
Surrounding her, there were traces of a fight. Other incomplete body parts lay here and there among the rocks. The scent of blood was mixed with earth and rain. After a few more days, the last of the traces would be washed away by the rain and the remnants of the dead would be eaten by savage beasts.
However, those were not Yin's concern as of this moment. Waking up being hugged by a corpse might be outrageous, but it's something that she could calmly accept and think about.
No, something much bigger had occurred. Something that had sent her reeling.
Yin had lost her legendary boobs!
She had turned flat-chested!
It was a catastrophe!
In her panic, she could not help but check out the rest of her body. Now that she noticed it, she had now turned into a midget without an iota of charm. No longer was her chest full, her waist slim and her hips curvy. Instead, she turned into a porky girl. Chubby fingers, pudgy arms, rounded cheeks…
She was not much shorter than a toddler—in fact, it seemed like she had become a toddler!
Her body—no, no, she could not accept this to be hers! This is another body! Yes, not hers, but another's! This borrowed body had to be around four or five years old.
What the hell happened?!
It was then that she found a large gaping knife wound at the left side of her chest. The target of the enemy was obviously the heart. And the enemy had succeeded.
Chills ran through Yin.
This body now had heat. Despite the scary wound, the heart was beating. The body was alive.
"D-Did I unknowingly possess this girl? After thousands of years, it seems a suitable body had appeared, one capable of carrying my soul. I finally succeeded in possession? Am I revived now? For real?!"