85. Eumseupmari’s Evolution!

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The day after stealing Elise from Eumseupmari, the dollmaker came begging at my doorstep.

“I’m sorry! Please don’t take mom away!” she pleaded on her knees.

Too late for that now. Should’ve treated your mother better when you had the chance.

“Funny joke. You’d just turn her into a doll again.”
“No! Never! I need my mom!”

Realizing a mother’s worth too late. Pathetic. Now Elise sees her own daughter as nothing but hatred incarnate.

“You’re her object of hatred now. If I told her to kill you, she’d do it gladly.”

“What…what did you do?”
“How do you revive a braindead woman? I can’t heal brains.”

The only way was monsterization. I handed Elise a pulsing A-rank core.

“M-mom wouldn’t…make me a monster?”
“Watch her.”

Elise appeared in a crackle of lightning, looking down coldly at her daughter.

“Mom…please…” Eumseupmari sobbed.

“There’s one way,” I whispered. “Become a monster like her.”

Her choice was obvious. But I needed insurance – monsterizing her would make her my perfect slave.

When Elise plunged the core into her daughter’s chest, the betrayal in Rosemary’s eyes was delicious.

“W-why…mom?”
“My only daughter is Eunha now.”

The core devoured Rosemary’s heart as her body transformed – pale skin, black hair, doll-like joints. Then she coughed up four identical copies.

[Akashic Record: Ability upgraded from “Dollmaker” to “Pinnacle of Dolls.” Can now possess and control dollified bodies.]

Now this…this was interesting. The ability to jump between fuckable vessels? I might need to borrow that.