novelraw Chapter 351: Meow Meow’s Been Waiting for You to Come Back
Chapter 351: Meow Meow’s Been Waiting for You to Come Back
Cursed Arts! Cursed Arts!
A domain completely different from curses, one that is closer to magic.
So, from her perspective, what exactly is she seeing?
Lynn turned his head to look at the unconscious Akita dog. He thought for a moment, his eyes growing resolute.
He extended his paw. Slender, hair-like tentacles slowly extended from his paw, gently parted her eyelid, and probed in from above her eyeball.
He closed his eyes.
Applying some knowledge of flesh and blood structure he had learned from his Teacher.
He slowly connected her optic nerve to his own nerve.
This way.
He could share some of the visuals through her perspective.The delicate operation involving flesh and blood modification.
Wasn't too difficult.
And in the next moment, a system prompt sounded in his ear.
[Ding! You have successfully linked visual nerves with Miaomiao.]
And in that very instant, Lynn's vision blurred. When he opened his eyes again, through Miaomiao's perspective, he saw himself sitting there with closed eyes—a black and white tabby cat.
Even as a cat, he's still this handsome...
Quickly gathering his thoughts, Lynn controlled Miaomiao's eyeball, directing her gaze onto the photo in front of them.
Buzz—
In an instant, the pupil of the controlled Miaomiao contracted sharply.
It's different!
It's completely different!
Lynn immediately saw that, from Miaomiao's perspective, what appeared in those photos was no longer the cat-faced person and her dog face that he had seen before.
It was a happy family.
The man was very gentlemanly, wearing a tailcoat and a top hat, with stubble on his face.
The woman had golden hair, her smile warm and virtuous.
The young man beside them seemed to be in his adolescence, with pimples on his face, showing an impatient expression typical of a rebellious phase.
And in that woman's arms, held close, was a lazy little kitten, its mouth open as if about to meow.
And this.
Was the photo as seen through Miaomiao's eyes.
A harmonious family portrait.
And the her in the photo wasn't some dog-eared girl, but a truly carefree little cat.
It was Cursed Arts, blinding her eyes.
But it also seemed like a form of protection.
But who cast these Cursed Arts?
Lynn frowned.
He detached from Miaomiao's perspective, opened his eyes, put on the Plague Doctor Mask again, and observed carefully through the Cursed Arts Perspective.
In his perspective, the photo once again regained that hazy, purple-hued veil of light.
No!
Lynn immediately realized a problem.
If this Cursed Arts was a form of protection for her, meant to prevent her from seeing the truth in those past photos.
Then why, even under his Cursed Arts Perspective, could he still not see the content on the photo clearly?
If what Miaomiao saw was an illusion.
Then was what he saw the truth?
Or perhaps.
Both were false.
Lynn narrowed his eyes sharply. If what they both saw were unreal images obscured by Cursed Arts.
Then what would the real photo be?
Lynn immediately extended his paw and pressed it onto that family portrait photo.
[Ding! You are using "Echoes of the Past" on the target photo. Proceed with influence immediately?]
"Yes!"
In an instant.
A blinding white light enveloped that photo.
If it really was as he guessed, then his Echoes of the Past would definitely reveal the most authentic image of the photo before it was obscured by the Cursed Arts!
Let's see that so-called truth!
Buzz—
The blinding white light emitted by Echoes of the Past gradually dissipated.
Lynn opened his eyes.
This time, indeed, the purple veil obscuring the vision under the Cursed Arts Perspective had disappeared.
Lynn focused his gaze.
[Ding! Your SAN -10]
After seeing the content truly revealed on the photo, even he, who had mentally prepared himself, felt his heart lurch violently.
"What the hell is this..."
It was no longer the cat-faced person and dog-eared girl he had seen before.
Nor was it the harmonious, happy family and pet cat seen from Miaomiao's perspective.
What was truly revealed in the photo.
Was a bloody and terrifying scene.
The man stood to the side like a zombie, his entire face and chest cavity hollowed out, forcibly filled with masses of visceral tissue.
The woman sitting on the chair had empty eyes, every inch of her skin bearing suture marks. Wires like steel threads pierced out from her skin, as if she were a controlled human puppet.
The young man beside them presented another tragic sight. His flesh and blood were almost completely stripped away, leaving only blood vessels crawling over his exposed bones. Even from the shattered skull, his brain tissue could be clearly seen.
And in that woman's arms.
What she held was neither the lazy housecat from Miaomiao's vision, nor the dog-eared girl from his own vision.
But a skinned, needle-pierced mass of flesh that seemed to be writhing. Yet, from those feline vertical pupils, one could still see its pain and struggle.
Below that photo, a few scribbled words could faintly be seen.
[First-stage modification record of four living organisms captured on the 13th · 01 · File sealed by Plague Doctor No. 315.]
For a moment, Lynn felt his breathing become difficult.
He stared fixedly at that eerie photo.
No!
This was no family portrait at all!
This wasn't it at all!
It was a record photo of a flesh and blood modification experiment!
He gritted his teeth sharply, his gaze instantly falling on the other photos, and he abruptly reached out his hand.
"Echoes of the Past!"
Buzz—
In an instant.
Accompanied by the dazzling light, he applied the temporal reversion to all the photos at once.
And in the next moment, as the light dissipated, those photos gradually shed the traces of Cursed Arts, one by one revealing their truest forms.
The scene of a family happily running on a lawn transformed into a picture of them being tortured in a bloody testing ground, pierced by numerous blades in a horrifying experiment.
The warm scene of a family sitting around a dining table enjoying a meal transformed into a picture of forced feeding with a table full of flesh and maggots.
The somewhat laughable photo of a cat on a sickbed looking aggrieved as a veterinarian gave it a shot transformed into a picture of it restrained on a cold operating table, looking on in terror as a cold blade cut open its neck.
One by one.
One by one!
These photos almost completely reproduced the entire process of that flesh and blood modification experiment from beginning to end!
And in the final photo, it was the finished product photo of the family after the experiment's completion.
The man had become a several-meter-tall flesh and blood monster without a face.
The woman had become a hollow-eyed puppet.
The young man had become a machine of only bones and brain.
And that cat had been sewn into the skin of a small canine creature, concealing the twisted, fluid mass of flesh and blood beneath.
At the very bottom of that photo, the experimenter's report was densely written.
[Note 1: Organisms fallen from the Shattered World all possess the potential to distort reality. Multiple experiments have proven that subjecting them to extensive torture and distortion, under the effect of fear, has a certain probability of granting them reality-warping curse abilities.]
[Note 2: The modification experiment on the targets is concluded. The will of Subject 1 and Subject 3 has been reshaped. No signs of reality-warping ability awakening yet. Residual will detected in Subject 2 and Subject 4, showing signs of emergence. Further observation required.]
[Note 3: Thank you to Plague Doctor No. 315 for his cooperation with us. Flesh and Blood be praised, Curses endure forever.]
In the background of that photo, a huge symbol could faintly be seen.
And he recognized that symbol.
"Flesh and Blood... Dominator."
Lynn slowly raised his head.
So that means, Miaomiao didn't inherently possess this reality-warping anomalous ability;
it was only after experiencing immense pain and fear that this twisted ability was awakened...
She wasn't afraid of dogs at all;
she was afraid of those tragic memories from her past.
She was sewn into this twisted skin.
Every time she saw her own appearance, she would be afraid, she would be terrified and cry.
Because that wasn't her true appearance at all.
But what about afterwards?
Why were these photos in her possession? And who cast the Cursed Arts on them, making her believe she had a happy family all along, letting her live in that fabricated warmth?
Who protected her after that...
"Mommy..."
An empty, dream-like murmur.
Lynn jerked his head around to look at her. She was still lying on the ground under the effect of the Sleep Curse, but the eyes that Lynn had earlier shared vision with had remained open all along.
Eyes unfocused, staring in the direction of the photos.
Muttering in her sleep.
She wasn't awake.
She couldn't see anything.
It just seemed that in that sleeping dream, she remembered something.
"Mommy... take Miaomiao away..."
"Why haven't you come back yet..."
"Miaomiao has been waiting obediently right here... waiting for you to come back..."