"...Happy first birthday, Elysia!! I brought you a present to celebrate you finally reaching adulthood! You look so beautiful, just look at those big breasts!! A body so similar to mine." Mom sets down a cake made of meat with blood syrup. I stare at the cake with an empty gaze.
"Th-thank you, Mom..." I say, my voice hollow, trying to hide all the contempt I feel for the mother who turned my life into hell. The closer I got to one year old, the more hellish and humiliating my life here became.
I've come close to dying thousands of times, and my defeat count in duels has surpassed four thousand. She's attacked me more than five times a day, every single day, in random duels.
The verbal and physical humiliation pushed me to the limit. The horrible things I was forced to do completely traumatized me. So many terrible things she ordered me to do and forced me to carry out.
"Aren't you going to eat, daughter? My little sinner."
