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Scarlet's body was in agony. Her entire being had suddenly changed. The little girl, even after being years since her birth, was not aware of her true powers, and even less of her "true purpose", the purpose that these beings far from her reach had placed into her. She wasn't a little girl to them; she was but a tool for their use.
She felt lost, her true consciousness trapped inside an endless sea of darkness, with pulsating veins of blood everywhere. Her little soul wandering endlessly across this darkness, crying, calling for help. But nobody ever came. The pain only became stronger, the agony…
Why?
Why did she had to go through all of this?
"Mama…"
