Blood. Death. Destruction. My mind is consumed by nothing else—twisted, foreign thoughts that have erased my will. This time, it's not like when I fought Robert. That night, even though the parasite controlled my body, it somehow acted in line with my will. I could feel my intentions shaping its actions, even if only slightly. But now? No. This is different. I have absolutely no control over my body. And yet… it's been less than a month since the last Blood Baptism. Why didn't Isabelle's blood suppress the demon inside me this time? I don't understand—just like I don't understand why the Blood Rage has been triggered, even though Rebecca's blood was helping my body regenerate. I feel so powerless.