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Marked by the Monsters I Created

Chapter 6 Salt and Blood

Word Count: 1250    |    Released on: 09/06/2026

tried to keep her voice calm. "Finn, can you help me extract mineral salt? I won't let

silent for a long time. His tail just moved

ong. Since they got here, Finn hadn't spok

, she figured there was no poi

telling t

ar water from an ion purifier. It carried a slight ethereal tremor. Even thou

with their sound waves. Even their normal speech sounded this enchanting. T

ly, worried he wouldn't believe her. "As soon as you extrac

just a little. He stared at Maya for a moment, then raised his hand

eawater sample. Salt extractio

in the corner. Its opening was covered with a damaged protective membrane and a

ove that storage tank ov

asked, "If I help you move it, do I get extra c

id irritably, "You want ben

Her tone showed clear annoyance. "You

dn't really expected to get blood for such a small favor anyway. He just wanted to

k's transport mode. The seawater inside made soft gurgling sounds. He m

lashed in his eyes. He gently swished his tail in the water and

ist and torso, creating ripples

her full in the face. She instinctively wiped her face and leaned fo

about how Finn performe

ke this, she would have started punishment protocols immediately. She'd either torture them with sound waves for hour

like she'd been comp

vements created gentle energy ripples. The half-full seawater

, the seawater in the

s throat worked. Then he opened his mouth and expelled so

ystalline molecular structure that gleamed. It

s aquatic gene-modified beings' m

his internal processing gla

synthetic food from earlier. Her stomach honestly growled.Who care

ed out her hand. "Give

t looked down at her. His pu

undeniable determination. "Give me b

er lip and took off her necklace again. She reo

o-mark on Finn's chest. The tip of the

eyes seemed to have lightning thrown into them

rtips unconsciously lifted halfway up, but then suddenly s

ne more drops and he could completely es

waves spread from his body. Under his molecular control a

w something was

dy, but Finn seemed intent on lar

om Finn's internal bio-processing glands. But

?" Maya urgently tried to

light. "Making salt crystals... the more salt crystals I make... the more blo

mental energy, but he stubbornly contin

on. "Using mental energy like this will cau

The mania in his purple eyes gradually f

ontract release, make me think I have a chance at freedom, then crush it brut

d and wariness rei

ke something was

"I just don't want to see you die from energy overuse. Dead co

tary-style language, hoping thi

, then lowered his head. A dangero

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Marked by the Monsters I Created
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“Maya Cross woke up in a nightmare-trapped in the body of a sadistic villain who'd tortured five powerful beastmen into submission. Good news? She finally had the power to break their bonds and set them free. Bad news? They were stranded on a dying ship surrounded by Zerg swarms, with zero rescue coming. The first was Caleb, a snake beastman whose red eyes burned with pure hatred. Every time he looked at her, she saw the memory of chains and venom extraction. The second was Finn, an aquatic beastman whose scales she'd ripped off one by one. He could barely stand to be in the same room without his hands shaking with rage. The third was Sage, a griffin beastman she'd tormented so badly he barely went a day without fresh wounds. The fourth was Hunter, a lion beastman she'd mocked relentlessly, calling his beast form hideous and grotesque. The fifth was Jasper, a fox beastman whose face she'd scarred so badly he'd lost his consortium inheritance. "Protect me until I find my father," Maya told them, drawing her own blood, "and I'll give you what you need to break our bond." Caleb laughed bitterly. "Since when do you make deals instead of demands?" "Since we're all dead if we don't work together." But when survival depends on trust, can a torturer become a savior-or will her victims choose revenge over rescue?”