Mark was currently hiding in the large crater that Shadow had left in the Midgar Kingdom.
There were still some habitable places there, and no one usually came.
He looked at the unconscious Elisa, his heart aching.
Since he took her away last time, Elisa had not woken up again.
The marks on her body resembled something.
Demon Possession.
"Why, why do you have Demon Possession on you?!"
Mark didn't understand.
The red pills from within The Order that Elisa had taken had side effects.
Weak individuals who took them would become Demon Possessed.
Just like other Demon Possessions, if left unchecked, they would eventually transform into a magical monster.
Elisa was not a descendant of a hero.
Those red pills contained diabolos cells.
Elisa's body was not strong enough to withstand the erosion of the diabolos cells.
Mark was still a wanted man and dared not seek a doctor.
Moreover, he had a premonition that doctors would not be able to cure Elisa's illness.
Looking at Elisa, whose body was increasingly covered in black patterns.
Mark didn't understand why Elisa had taken those red pills.
Such things clearly weren't good.
"Elisa, tell me, why, why didn't you trust me, why did you do those things?!"
Afterward, Mark calmly reflected and realized that Elisa had been deceiving him all along.
From beginning to end, Elisa had no intention of returning alive.
She was the leader of the Chasing Stars Society, the one who led the rebellion.
She had been at the forefront from start to finish, clearly not considering the consequences.
Someone as intelligent as her couldn't possibly have failed to think of them.
So there was only one answer: Elisa had willingly sought death.
"Elisa, please wake up and tell me why!"
When Mark was at his lowest, Elisa took him in.
During those ordinary days, Mark had also developed feelings for Elisa.
Mark hadn't stopped Elisa from what happened that night either.
Mark was an extremely ambitious person and had never thought about women.
He once had a fiancée, but that was due to family pressure, and he complied with his family's arrangements.
Later, that fiancée became Demon Possessed.
After that, everything came to nothing.
Mark was an adopted son of the family and had no say in family matters; after coming of age, he ventured out alone and never returned home.
Mark reviewed his life, feeling as if he had accomplished nothing.
In his youth, his brothers bullied him, calling him a bastard; as an adult, he was arranged by his family to be engaged to a girl he had never met.
The two had known each other for a while.
Mark had no feelings for that girl; he didn't like her. He was merely going through the motions.
Now, Elisa truly stirred his emotions.
"Oh, great Three Heroes! I beg you to show your divine power and let Elisa awaken!"
But no miracle occurred.
Three days later, Elisa's breathing grew weaker and weaker.
To save Elisa, Mark betrayed his own justice and began to steal and rob.
He saved money, trying to buy some precious medicines.
He even specifically captured a doctor.
But the doctor said he was powerless.
This was Demon Possession, and no one in the world could cure it.
Mark was filled with immense grief.
Everything he did was in vain; Elisa was destined to die.
Mark sat by Elisa's bedside and unknowingly fell asleep.
He had a dream.
He dreamt he was a researcher in a laboratory, where a creature not of this world was kept in a giant glass container.
There were many little girls, their expressions numb.
In Mark's vision, he, as a researcher, approached a little girl with purple hair.
He picked up a syringe and injected it into the purple-haired girl's arm.
Then, terrifying magic power emanated from the purple-haired girl.
The surrounding white-coated researchers applauded and cheered excitedly.
However, their joy was short-lived as the little girl's body suddenly underwent a transformation.
"It hurts so much! My body hurts so much, so much!"
The little girl kept repeating "it hurts so much."
Terrifying magical fluctuations emanated from her body.
Someone immediately stepped forward and covered the little girl with a container.
The next second, a red, magic-formed tentacle pierced through that person.
Countless tentacles emerged from the little girl's body and began an indiscriminate massacre.
In his vision, Mark himself started to flee... Mark suddenly woke up.
He realized it was all a dream.
At this moment, he inexplicably looked at his arm.
He remembered that his body had been severely injured and he had fainted last time, then recovered after a night's sleep.
"So, can my blood save her?"
Mark immediately used his magic sword to cut his arm, and blood flowed out.
Mark used his other hand to pry open Elisa's mouth.
Blood dripped into Elisa's mouth, drop by drop.
Soon, the blood coagulated.
Mark gave himself another cut.
He began to feed Elisa blood again.
Mark tried this repeatedly.
Until he himself fainted from excessive blood loss... Mark fell into a dream again.
As a researcher, he had already left the facility.
Fewer than one in ten of those who successfully escaped survived.
He was one of the lucky ones.
The tentacles, which had been indiscriminately destroying and slaughtering everywhere, suddenly stopped.
All the tentacles returned to where they had appeared.
He bravely walked over.
He saw the little girl who had fallen unconscious.
"She can actually return to her original state; we haven't failed, she is a truly successful work. Aurora is a truly successful creation."
He picked up Aurora and headed to another research institute... The scene shifted.
Aurora was hooked up to various instruments.
She lay on the bed, bewildered, looking around with numb eyes.
Researchers were everywhere, each performing their duties diligently.
"Magic power is stable!"
"Life signs stable!"
"Emotional state stable!"
"Safety assessment: green!"
"Director, shall we begin the experiment?"
"Begin!"
As the man in the image spoke.
A cutting machine cut open the little girl's arm.
The little girl merely watched everything numbly.
Her heart was unperturbed.
Nothing changed.
"How can this be? Why hasn't it regenerated?!"
The director tore at his hair.
He was utterly bewildered.
"Her body is clearly full of diabolos cells, so why hasn't her body regenerated?!"
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