Inside an abandoned factory on the outskirts of Novis, the demon Nihilor walked along the decaying, dark hallways.
Detective Alice was hanging by her feet from the monster's tail, unconscious as her head dripped blood on the ground, leaving a trail behind.
Two hooded men came out of a room at the end of the hallway to greet the demon, bowing down with reverence without saying a word.
"How are my carriers?" Nihilor asked.
"They are developing just as planned, my lord," one of the men said, gazing inside the room beside him.
It was an ample space where dozens of women were lying naked on the cold, hard ground, and all of them had one feature in common—a black protuberance that was swelling from their stomachs like a pregnant belly.
Some of the women were wholly unconscious, and the ones who were awake had blank expressions without any glimmer in their eyes.
