Mermaid Effect

fear.

despair.

anger.

……

These words are hard to describe what Rand encountered in that suite. In fact, the torture he suffered is hard to describe in words.The darkness was like the sharp claws of an invisible beast, tearing Rand into pieces from body to soul.

"No—please... no..."

Rand wailed under Munster, begging it to let him go without any dignity.But the latter's sanity has completely disappeared from its ugly and huge body.It pierced Rand, pursuing bestial pleasures against his will.

It had turned into a complete stranger... monster.

The undisguised tyranny and cruelty on it made Rand never be able to connect it with the Munster he knew—it was definitely not a Munster, but a beast that appeared in front of him.

Its eyes were completely out of focus, and its facial muscles were distorted with "happiness". When it was nailed into the deepest part of Rand's body, it raised its head and let out a beast-like howl.

Rand wailed half because of the great psychological pain, and half because of the torture-like pain in the body.

His hands fumbled on the bedside table, then grabbed the metal lamp on it.

The despair that almost engulfed him completely made him smash the desk lamp on the head of "that beast" almost without hesitation.

"boom--"

The glass bulb shattered on its forehead, and the metal pipe left a shallow mark on its face.The shattered lampshade fell slowly... slowly in Rand's vision.

And Rand saw Munster's red eyes behind those shards.

He let out a scream that seemed to be crying, and took advantage of this brief moment to crawl under the bed.

His upper body even reached the carpet, but Munster grabbed his ankle and pulled him straight back.Rand tried in vain to grab hold of the rug, digging deep with his fingers, flipping his nails over in the tug, and he couldn't stop Munster in the end, the only use of his struggle was to leave a rug on the rug. There are deep bloodstains...

The moment Rand realized he was being held by it, he screamed, struggled, and burst into tears like a frightened 12-year-old girl.

"It's me—Munster—it's me!"

Without grammar, he yelled at Munster like a savage in pain.

"it's me!"

...but Munster just looked at him with that cloudy, dirty look...perhaps, it paused for a second.

But then it fell on Rand again.

At the moment when it was attached to its wet skin surface, Rand's heart was filled with extreme hatred and anger that almost made him explode.

"Ah ah ah..."

Amidst Rand's miserable screams, another wave of sex was going on.

And under Rand's body, half of the pure white sheet that had been washed clean and tidy was already soaked in dark red blood...

Laisha curled up in a corner.

She covered her ears with her hands and shivered.

What happened outside the other wall brought her back to her darkest memories, her purgatory, and it was clear that Rand had suffered no better than she had.

"Laisha...Raisha!"

Perhaps because of this, she heard the prince's call after several calls.

Then she noticed that the movement on the other side of the wall had gradually subsided. At least, Rand's screams had stopped.The prince looked at her like that, with that cold look, and then he walked out of the room.

Laisha followed him into Rand and Munster's room.

After entering, Laisha retched twice because of the overly strong smell, the air was filled with roses, a certain smell of stench and blood.

They were so strong they seemed to burn Raisha's nasal membranes.

And the moment the prince walked into the room, Munster lifted his upper body from the bed.

Its lower body was also connected to Rand Sievers' body, which made it unable to attack the prince immediately, but only made a deterrent hiss towards him.

"Oh, calm down... calm down."

The prince gave a grim smile.

The unnatural estrus made Munster weaker than ever before, especially at this time-it was still unwilling to leave Rand's body.This undoubtedly gave the prince a chance, he used a tranquilizer bomb to make Munster lose the Viscount (if Munster is still sane, or if the siren here is any wild siren, they can easily Dodge the attack, but Munster has completely fallen into that unnatural estrus situation, which makes him irrationally "attached" to Rand).

Seeing the huge body slam down and fall from the bed to the ground, the prince slowly walked closer to the bed.

"Oh, damn..."

Looking at the horrible scene on the bed, he cursed expressionlessly.

Rand's condition was very miserable, his limbs were all distorted and scattered on the bed in a completely abnormal state. Before that, his struggle was too intense. Of course, it is also possible that Munster's movements were too large, and he suffered severe fractures.

His legs are spread wide, his rectum is exposed, his anus is completely torn... His lower body has turned into a mass of mud, his legs and lower abdomen are covered with blood, it looks like he has been covered in blood .

If Rand was a normal person, or if he had less of a siren in his body, his lower body would have spent the rest of his life with the artificial anus anyway after suffering this horrific violence.

Raisha choked up when she first saw Rand.

"For God's sake."

she wept.

Rand has been thoroughly desecrated and insulted from the inside out.

And he couldn't even lose consciousness.

The prince put his hand on Rand's abdomen, trying to feel some slight... extremely subtle rhythm of life.

But he got nothing in the end.

Perhaps it was because Rand's physical condition was too bad, he thought, and the alienation needed to be further strengthened.For a moment he lost interest in the dilapidated body.

"Laisha."

he said casually.

"I can see you like him a lot, so help him clean up."

the prince gestured.

After being stunned for a moment, Laisha quickly ran to Rand.

The so-called cleanup... of course not just the bloodstains and secretions.

Retching, she worked on the embarrassing part of Rand's body.Then she washed his lower body with lukewarm water...the sheets still stink.

It's all so filthy.

The flesh that Raisha touched was cold, like the wrapped animal corpses placed in the supermarket freezer. He was icy and heavy, like a corpse, and something more sad than a corpse. Son.

What made Laisha even more sad was that she found that Rand still retained a certain degree of consciousness.

After discovering this, Laisha felt a wonderful feeling that she had not experienced for a long time.

Heartache, and some more complicated emotions floated in her mind.

Rand actually experienced all this soberly...

Raisha saw Rand's eyes open.

He lay there looking straight up at the ceiling.

The structure of human eyes determines that they will blink every few seconds without knowing it, but Rand was like a plastic dummy during the time Laisha was watching him, without any movement... even The slightest wink.

His cheeks were dry, the tears had dried up, and there was only smeared blood, which had also dried and turned a dark brown like a stain.

His hair had become in strands and knotted together.

Rand Sievers would never smile again—Laisha felt the premonition—he might never be human again.

Now lying here, the body belonging to Rand Sievers still has blood flowing, the heart is contracting, he has breathing and signs of life, but this is just a useless shell that once inhabited this body His warm soul has been annihilated in the previous atrocities like ashes.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Rand."

Raisha wiped the blood from Rand's face with a towel, and she seemed to see herself in a trance.

She has encountered such a thing, yes, she knows what a terrible process it is, if she has not experienced death, she may also go crazy.But the prince appeared, and he dragged her out of eternal darkness, back into this world, and gave her a stronger and more convenient body.

But on the other hand...

The movements of Laisha's hands paused, and her heart was filled with bitterness.

She had seen with her own eyes how the prince had brought about this terrible event.

Warm, smiling Rand Sievers at her, and he's a nice guy.

"I am really sorry."

She couldn't help saying it again, and then she reached out and helped Rand close his eyes.

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The injuries to Rand's body fully healed less than seven hours after he entered the medical bay.

But it is clear that his mental state is not at all.

He looked almost dead.

On the other side, after inspecting Munster, the prince began to dig through his inventory.

He still has a few bottles of sex hormone concentrate in his hand, and he really intends to repeat what happened in that hotel.

"I just need time now, Laisha. Rand will gradually transform himself after his body is injured, making his body more suitable for the mating process between sirens. He will leave me an embryo..."

The Prince said to Raisha.

Where they are now, is a booth in an old abandoned subway station.

The entrance and exit have been closed, and no one will come and go here except the maintenance staff.

On the dirty tiled wall, there were a lot of obscene graffiti left by who and when. Rand and Munster's medical cabin was placed under a woman painted on the wall.

After Rand woke up faintly, he happened to see Munster next door.

He who had been quiet all this time struggled immediately.

His head hit the inner wall of the medical cabin, "bang bang bang"...the strength was so great that it was hard to believe that it was something that humans could do.

Soon, cracks appeared on the surface of the weather-beaten medical warehouse, and half of Rand's face was soaked in blood. The blood he spilled polluted the surrounding large mass of medical gel into a blood clot-like dark brown.

"damn it--"

The prince rushed up, and he almost punched Rand.

But Rand looked like a real madman, curse?intimidate?None of these measures stopped his struggle - until Raisha covered up Munster's medical warehouse with a black cloth.

Once Munster disappeared from his sight, Rand was like a toy that had been cut off, and suddenly stopped again.