But it was still smiling, as if it was genuinely delighted by its own existence.
Consequently, a sense of joy was surged within the Fairy Lady's heart.
As if...
Some joyful memories had been brought up.
"Smile is infectious, so... If you want to influence others, you need to start with yourself." The male laughter echoed from the Fairy Lady's mouth. She reached into her abdomen with her fingers, poking a hole to draw a drop of blood. She stained the corners of her lips, making it seem as if the blood is an extension of her smile.
She stood at the door, next to a chunk of ice. Using her warm blood, she drew a simple face on the ice, turning it into a bloody grin.
Even in such horrifying circumstances, "Fairy Lady" was humming a cheerful tune. She understood her condition was dire, because of the multiple presences she sensed within this instance, but...
Did that matter?
She may be sealed off, but she can never die.
As if there's anything to worry about if she cannot die?
