In the dimness, a sharp, stabbing pain yanked Tulia from her sleep.
“Hiss, my stomach… it hurts! I can’t stand it, I need the bathroom now!”
She struggled to sit up, but suddenly froze.
Wait… this doesn’t feel right?
“Eh, eh? Why is the floor blue? And so soft?!”
“Whoosh”
A chill wind swept between her legs without warning, making her shiver all over. Instinctively, she pressed her legs together.
“I was just sleeping… why is it so cold?”
Just as she was confused, the pain twisted through her belly again.
“Uwah, I didn’t even eat anything bad, so why does my stomach hurt so much?!”
She tried to take a step to find the bathroom, only to discover in horror, her body wouldn’t obey her at all!
She lowered her head to look at her feet, but her view was completely blocked by two round, bun-like “thunder buns.”
“Wh-what is this?!”
Panicking, she lifted her bare feet, and only then did she see her slender calves were wrapped tightly with thick vines.
She reached out to pull them off, only to find her wrists were bound just as tightly by the same green plants.
What’s even more terrifying was that these vines were slowly and firmly creeping along her limbs toward other, indescribable, parts of her body!
“It’s no use, the more you struggle, the tighter they’ll bind you.”
“Who-who’s speaking?! Is there a ghost?! Quack !!”
Tulia was so frightened she let out a strange noise. Just then, a pair of long legs appeared in her sight, feet clad in shoes woven from straw.
It was only at this moment Tulia finally understood her situation she had just taken a nap, and now someone was actually playing bondage games with her?!
And the next sentence shattered her mind entirely:
“Please, become my daughter’s mother!”
“EHH ??!!”
Did I just hear that? I must be dreaming, definitely not awake yet!
Ah~hahaha! How could something like this be possible!
Since that’s the case, I’ll just go back to sleep, folks. Everything will return to normal when I wake up…
Wanting to bury her head like an ostrich and avoid reality, but reality gave Tulia no chance!
The vines binding her body twisted and whipped mercilessly, swinging her around like a rag doll. The world spun, stars danced before her eyes, and she couldn’t even tell north from south.
“Pa—”
“Mmngh?!”
Immediately after, a warm sensation suddenly pressed against her cheek.
Two hands, one on either side, gently cupped her, not only holding her feverish face softly, but also, in a playful way, pressing inward whoosh, her whole face was squished into a pout, and her mouth jutted out uncontrollably in a ridiculous expression.
Her gaze was forcibly corrected, meeting a pair of teasing, smiling eyes.
Only now did Tulia truly see the other’s face clearly.
It was an incredibly beautiful face, as flawless as a work of art. But most striking of all, peeking from the waterfall of golden hair… was a pair of long, pointed ears.
Elf?!
Ah, speaking of which, isn’t there an old saying? Elves are eternal, a single one will always remain…
Cough, cough, cough! Now is not the time to be thinking about nonsense!
“Nee…nee yaozhuo shimo… (Wha…what are you doing…)”
With her cheeks squished, her protests turned completely garbled, soft and muffled, utterly lacking in authority.
“Please be my daughter’s mother?”
Yet this line crushed Tulia’s beautiful fantasy.
Not every Vampire who crosses into another world becomes the master of the night, as her current situation proved.
Looking at the serious face of the Elf before her, Tulia could only confirm one thing.
Alright, she’s not joking, and I didn’t mishear.
Crossing over to become a Great Noble, or at worst, a shut-in at home.
To avoid the Great Noble old lover who turned her into a Vampire, Tulia had naturally become a recluse.
She thought all she needed was to find a coffin lid, lie inside, and have a nice, long sleep.
After all, a human’s lifespan was nothing to a Vampire, she’d just outlive that wicked woman.
In a hundred years, she could finally escape the Great Noble Sophia’s clutches.
Ah, I’m so clever.
Back then, Tulia dreamed of living in another world as a beautiful Vampire girl, what a delightful thing, just thinking about it made her a little excited.
After all, undying and eternally youthful, legally sleeping all day and staying out all night, perfectly matched her ultimate dream as a corporate drone in her past life.
In a forest clearing dappled with sparse moonlight, Tulia was looking up at a certain Elf mother.
That stunning face was tinged with the grayness of death, emerald eyes filled with unshakable resolve, and slender yet strong hands were trying to stuff a sparkling, radiant fruit into her mouth.
Judging from how the other could forcibly dig her out from a coffin buried a hundred meters deep, and bind her, this Vampire Elder, like a zongzi with vines, this person was clearly no pushover.
Arriving in this world… no, waking up again in this world, barely three minutes of awareness, recalling the forced info she’d just received:
She seemed to be enjoying Eternal Slumber, only for her soul to be violently dragged back by a powerful surge of Nature’s Wish, shoved back into her freshly unearthed, original body.
So this was a premeditated kidnapping! This Elf woman had used her life force to forcefully awaken her, and was now trying to make her swallow a “Life Fruit” that even Vampires found too hot to touch, all to satisfy her own child-fostering delusions. What kind of situation was this?!
“My daughter needs a mother!” The Elf woman closed her eyes, pleading again, her face heavy with sorrow.
Then, before Tulia could react, while she was still dizzy from the aura of the Life Fruit, the woman stuffed the fruit into her mouth.
The fruit melted instantly, turning into a warm current that barreled down her throat and settled heavily in her stomach, even throbbing faintly.
“They…no, she is my child. With the power of the Life Fruit, she will gestate and be born within you.”
“I simply wish to find a foster mother for my child.”
“She’ll be a very adorable daughter. Do you know why I chose you? Because you are an ancient Vampire, with near-eternal life and great strength, enough to protect them as they grow. The Life Fruit will use you as a cradle to shape their bodies, and your essence will be etched into their bloodline…”
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Now, the Elf mother began a lengthy explanation. All Elves born from the Life Fruit need a powerful “mother” to provide the initial shelter and source of strength.
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