Vile Rabbit-Chapter 76 - .exploring the vacuum. Lyra’s past “ what did I do to deserve this?” 2

She wanted to scream, but she couldn’t, as that might alert her pursuers. She continued to escape with her daughter in her hands.

When she thought she was far enough, she hid her precious baby and vanished with killing intent.

A few days later, a wanted notice was issued by the royal family:

"Lyra extremely dangerous, wanted for injuring the first prince and killing four of the royal family emperors and hundreds of direct descendants.

Any Emberian that could provide any information about her would be rewarded with a noble title."

At the same time, in a village right on the outskirts of the empire, inside an inn, was the disguised Lyra. She stood in front of a bed, where her daughter lay.

Her sparkless eyes gazed at her with sorrow and hopelessness. Over the past days, other than killing members of the royals, she had tried everything she could to recover her daughter’s mind, but everything she attempted was ineffective: medicine, transferring some of her mental energy, none of those worked.

The only thing she could do now was avenge her by viciously killing the entire capital, but she was still too weak. The royal family was far stronger than they portrayed; they had over forty emperors within their midst.

Fortunately, she had found a way to increase her strength. Within the depths of her blood hid mysterious symbols. She discovered that by feeding these symbols energy, they would awaken and strengthen her body.

She could feel that soon she would reach a point where her entire being would undergo a qualitative transformation, and at that time she would have enough strength to collapse the entire empire and perhaps heal her daughter’s broken mind.

Time passed, and she had almost completely activated all the symbols in her blood when suddenly her entire being froze and a terrifying, incomprehensible will descended upon her.

It commanded her to praise something or some being; it commanded her to sacrifice the thing that was most precious to her, and in return, it would allow her on its path.

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Then she saw illusions of her and her daughter living happily, and the heads of the royal family were piled together to form a small hill in the background.

That was everything she hoped for, but there was only one problem: her most precious thing was her little baby girl, and it was impossible for her to sacrifice her.

So she refused. Her will burned brightly, and the illusion shattered.

She reappeared inside the inn, and the will vanished just as it came.

She noticed that her will had become much stronger; she felt it was one step away from transforming into something grander. She had many doubts about what had just happened, but no matter how much she thought, she couldn’t figure it out. But one thing she knew: she couldn’t continue messing with the symbols within her blood.

Time passed, and she discovered something was wrong. She would find herself unconsciously singing praises to an unknown being, and she would sometimes lose consciousness.

When she came to, she would find herself standing before a circle on the ground, formed from bloodied, dismembered body parts and organs. She was confused and didn’t know what to do, but she planned to leave the inn she was staying in. She deduced someone might have discovered her during one of the times she had lost consciousness.

And she was right because as soon as she stepped outside, thirty attacks descended on her from all angles. The only thing she could do protect her baby with her wings.

Boom!

The attacks collapsed everything within tens of kilometers. She was in a deadly situation, and the only thing she could do was—

whoosh!

She threw her baby girl with all her might in a random direction towards the sky, then she roared out and blurred towards her attackers. Within a few seconds, she managed to kill five of them and break out of their surrounding, after which she flashed into the sky.

A few seconds later, she arrived before her bloodied daughter, who was shooting through the air at extreme speed, and—bap!—she caught her and flashed into the distance.

But before she traveled for ten kilometers, she was surrounded again. She knew the odds were against her, especially since she had to protect her daughter, but she gritted her teeth, whoosh! and flashed towards the closest attack. She fought with all her might; she punched, clawed, kicked, and bit anything within reach, like a mother beast desperately protecting her cub.

But unfortunately, that was not enough in the end.

She laid bloodied and broken on the ground, with her daughter held tightly in her protective embrace. Standing before her was her almost equally bloodied and broken abuser. He gazed at her with mocking eyes and taunted her. At this moment, she couldn’t help but ask herself a question she’d been asking ever since she had the ability to process thoughts:

"What did I do to deserve this?"

Yes, what could she have possibly done to deserve a life of endless pain and suffering? What mistake had she made? And the answer to that was simple: the only mistake she made was being born weak in this cold and heartless world.

As she lay there, her mind started to descend into chaos.

"Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Hate! Hate! I hate this world! HATE!" And Right at that very moment, she heard a voice overlapping with countless other voices echoing in her mind. It whispered,

"Do it. Kill her, sacrifice her, and I will give you the strength you desire. The strength to rip your abuser apart. The strength to wash this world with blood! Do it, kill her. She’s going to die anyway, so kill her. Do it!"

No! She refused; she would not kill her daughter, not now, not ever. That’s what burned in her heart until she heard,

"What a beautiful thing you have there wrapped up in your arms... I wonder how the inside of her body feels," said her abuser in a sinister tone.

"!"