"Hoo, it seems I’ll need to expand my forces."
First on the list: the infamous mother of Umseupmari.
Her name was Elise, a British beauty with golden hair and blue eyes. From a glance, she looked to be in her late twenties, though she was actually in her forties with a remarkably youthful appearance.
And now, I was going to make her mine.
The promise I made to Umseupmari? Forget it. What could a slave possibly do if their master broke a promise? Stage a rebellion? Someone weaker than me, who knows nothing but submission, wouldn’t dare.
I had no hesitation.
Pulling Elise from the subspace where I had preserved her, I inspected her current state. After that psychic attack, her mind had been completely shattered. She’d been in stasis ever since, her condition frozen as-is. But now the time had come.
“Let’s see how this plays out.”
I took out an A-grade core I had obtained while subjugating villains in the Incheon area. The core, glowing with a sinister purple hue, was newly activated and radiating unstable energy.
Without hesitation, I drove the core into her chest.
Crackle!
Electric currents erupted from the core as it began to meld into Elise’s body, its light pulsating ominously. Slowly, the core sank into her chest, embedding itself into her heart and replacing it. For a brief moment, her body took on a translucent hue, revealing the core as it fused with her.
Black veins extended from the core, carrying corrupted energy through her bloodstream. Her physical transformation began almost immediately.
Her golden hair turned jet black. Her pale skin grew even paler, almost luminescent. The angular features of her Western visage softened slightly, blending the aesthetics of both Eastern and Western beauty into a mesmerizing fusion. Her body remained well-proportioned, with her ample chest now taking on an alluring firmness.
“Ma... Maman!”
As Elise came to her senses, memories of her past and the fragmented events that led to her current state seemed to overwhelm her. I couldn’t help but think of Elf Maman for a moment, reminding me of the day I’d deal with her. One day, I’d publicly humiliate her, using my tail to penetrate her while she addressed the people.
But for now, back to Elise. The A-grade core, likely originating from an Eastern beast, had seemingly transformed her genetic makeup into something unmistakably Eastern.
“Kim Elise? Hah, it has a nice ring to it.”
"Ugh... ugh..."
“Maman!”
“Huh? W-who? Huh? Why am I speaking in Korean?”
Was the beast originally a Korean who had been transformed? Or perhaps it had originated in Korea and left its “language patch” on the core? Either way, it didn’t matter. Elise’s mind was back to a functional state.
I decided not to address her as Maman. While Elf Maman exudes a mature MILF charm, Elise’s vibe was closer to Rachel's—a youthful, alluring elegance.
“Elise. Do you remember me?”
“You... you were... ugh, my head. Wait, why did we fight back then?”
Had some of her memories from her “puppet” days faded?
“Your daughter, Rosemary, turned you into a puppet.”
“That child... I remember now. I’m so sorry for everything.”
Well, I don’t hate her for it. In fact, I’m grateful. Because of that, I now have her.
Having turned her into a monster, it was my responsibility to guide her toward a new identity and establish her sense of self.
“Elise, you’re a victim too.”
“I...”
“A daughter who turns her mother into a puppet—does such a person deserve to be called your daughter? Does being in love with her mother justify something so twisted?”
Elise’s eyes trembled violently at my words. I wasn’t wrong. Rosemary was insane. Sure, Choi Si-woo helped rehabilitate her in the future, but even then, she never freed her mother.
The puppet transformation was permanent, a curse that bound the victim to live solely for the caster. A daughter doing such a thing to her mother... it was unforgivable.
“That’s...”
“I could be a good daughter to you.”
“What?”
“A good daughter. So, abandon Rosemary and take me as your daughter.”
Of course, I wasn’t just aiming to be a daughter. I’d be a daughter with a special kind of intimacy.
“But... what about my husband?”
“He’s already listed you as missing, isn’t he? If he truly considered you his wife, wouldn’t he still be searching for you?”
“...He isn’t looking for me?”
“That’s right.”
Hearing my answer, tears welled up in Elise’s eyes. She covered her face with her hands, her sobs breaking the silence.
“Your daughter turned you into a puppet, and your husband—Alex—became America’s top hunter but hasn’t even lifted a finger to find you.”
As Elise began to process the whirlwind of emotions flooding her mind, I prepared to solidify her descent into my domain. Though her husband Alex had famously searched for her with unmatched determination—an effort lauded even in America—Elise, now a fledgling monster, couldn’t see past her frayed emotions. Her mental state, destabilized by her transformation, left her vulnerable to manipulation.
Add to that her betrayal at the hands of her daughter, and the cracks in her resolve deepened further.
“Ah... ahhh...”
“Think about it, Elise. Wouldn’t it be nice to have a daughter who listens to you, who makes you feel good?”
“Hmmph...”
Carefully, as if holding something fragile, I embraced her. My gesture was soothing, almost motherly. It wasn’t a situation that warranted comfort, but that didn’t matter. I was a wyrm of malice, a corrupter of minds. I would do whatever was necessary to lead her down my chosen path.
“Ah... uhhh?”
“Come here, Mother. Let me comfort you.”
I leaned in and pressed my lips against hers in a tender kiss.
Smooch.
This time, unlike with Kim Ji-hye, I was gentle—soft and deliberate, like a daughter offering a fleeting kiss of affection to her mother. Yet I didn’t stop there. My tongue slowly teased hers, deepening the kiss as I discreetly injected a fragment of mana into her body.
“This... this isn’t right. I have a husband.”
“He doesn’t deserve you. He betrayed you, just like your daughter. Forget them. Let’s enjoy ourselves together ♥.”
By now, my horns and tail had emerged. This was my so-called true form, my earnest self.
Even though Elise had become a monster, and her daughter had committed a heinous act against her, blood ties were not easily broken. No matter how deeply I corrupted her, severing those connections entirely was an uphill battle. But that was fine—I planned to break her fully, little by little, until she was mine.
As I grew more excited, even my wings began to unfurl. Elise’s eyes widened in shock as she finally noticed my form.
“Wait... who are you? That body... what are you?”
Having been a hunter, Elise would undoubtedly have some inkling of what I was. My monstrous appearance would reveal much about my nature.
“I’m a dragonkin. My name is Yoo Eun-ha, and you could say... I’m a monster like you.”
“Then you’re my enemy?”
“That’s heartbreaking, Mother. You’re a monster now too.”
Her newly transformed state clearly left her disoriented. As a monster, there was no going back to her former life.
“How did I become a monster? Did you implant a core while I was unconscious?”
Elise’s gaze grew cold, her eyes full of disappointment. Now came the critical moment. I needed to direct her anger elsewhere—toward Rosemary.
“I had no choice. Your mind was completely shattered.”
“My mind... was shattered?”
“Rosemary’s puppetification doesn’t just turn people into puppets. It implants a false identity into them. If I had removed it without making you a monster, you’d have been left brain-dead. Don’t you remember? The days you spent as her puppet, living as nothing more than her servant?”
As a puppet, Elise hadn’t been a mother; she had been a mere slave, existing solely for Rosemary’s whims. While it hadn’t been a life of overt suffering, the betrayal from her own daughter must have been a deep wound.
“So you made me a monster to save me?”
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“Yes. I need you, Mother.”
I whispered sweetly into her ear, my tongue flicking against her earlobe.
“You need me?”
Elise had once been an extraordinary hunter. She possessed the rare ability to control electricity. Though her official rank at the time of her retirement—due to her marriage to Alex—was A-rank, many believed her to be S-rank in capability. Now, as a monster, she could potentially reach SS-rank depending on how her abilities evolved.
But I didn’t plan to use her as just another fighter.
No, my intentions for Elise were far more strategic. Songdo needed electricity. While Yu Jin from Cheonsan Group had provided us with a workaround thus far, relying on external sources wasn’t sustainable. With Elise, I could secure a self-sufficient power supply.
“Rosemary only wanted to use you as a puppet. But I...” I said, lowering my voice to a seductive whisper, “I want to have a real relationship with you. The kind of love only possible because we aren’t bound by blood.”
I watched as she swallowed hard, her resolve teetering. The final step was near.
I could hear the sound of Elise swallowing hard, her throat betraying the tumultuous storm raging within her.
Ah, yes. This is it. This is the moment.
There’s nothing more exhilarating than watching someone who treasures others—someone who clings to their ideals and connections—gradually succumb to my persuasion.
The hesitation in their eyes, the trembling in their voice, the way their defenses crack little by little, all leading to this one fleeting moment of submission.
I live for this.
I'm already so excited that I can feel the dampness spreading below. It feels like my sensitive point is standing stiffly at attention.
The urge to strip off everything and lose myself in the sensation, gripping my body tightly and indulging, is overwhelming.
But I hold back, just a little. There's something far better awaiting me than mere indulgence. Something much more satisfying.
"Wh-why is my body this sensitive all of a sudden?"
"You’ve probably been repressing your desires all this time. Never having felt your husband’s touch properly, and with that daughter of yours turning you into nothing more than a puppet, even self-indulgence was stolen from you."
"It’s likely your suppressed desires have been building up for quite some time, haven’t they? And now, with your newly awakened body as a monster, it’s only natural to react this way when stimulated."
"Not quite a man’s touch, but I can give you something even better than that. Something that feels far more satisfying."
"Something... satisfying?"
"Yes. So intense that it’ll make you forget all about the betrayals of your husband and that ungrateful daughter of yours."
The tail of the wicked dragon is bound to corrupt people.
In any way, it would. Whether it pierces someone’s chest or gouges into their eyes, the outcome would likely remain the same.
And so, I tore her lower body apart and softly rubbed it against her most sensitive place.
Thrust.
"Huuh... Huuuhh!"
What kind of reaction is this from just barely putting it in?
It doesn’t make sense for someone to respond like this from mere contact at the entrance.
Could it be that my tail is just that irresistible?
So much so that her body nearly gives out just from the slightest taste.
"This moan... coming from a woman with a husband and a daughter? Quite adorable, don't you think?"
"Don’t... don’t say things like that!"
Truly adorable. Maybe it’s because she’s a Korean monster, but her Korean is flawless. Naturally, that makes her all the easier to seduce.
"So, from now on, shall we say you no longer have a husband or a daughter?"
"Th-that’s..."
"I’m planning to give Maman all the love she deserves from this moment onward. Don’t you want that?"
Squelch. Squelch.
He began to gently prod Elise’s slit with his tail. It was a calculated move to cloud her judgment.
Her body, now hypersensitive due to the monstrous transformation, paired with her unstable emotions and mind, was the perfect storm. The intense pleasure she felt in such a state would be overwhelming. No matter how great a sage one might be, they would inevitably fall.
“Come here. Lean on me,” he said softly.
“H-Hngh... Huuuh...”
His tail teasingly assaulted her entrance, striking precisely to elicit shivers of pleasure.
“Go on, remember. Recall what that wretched woman did to you.”
“Aaaahhh!”
Instead of nurturing the part of her that still clung to her identity as a mother, he awakened her monstrous self.
He made sure she only remembered the heinous acts Creepmary had committed, imprinting the belief that she was nothing like a daughter to her. As he kept flooding her with pleasure, her mind would only conjure the negative memories of her daughter.
“Hah... Hah... This... This isn’t right. It feels too good. Wait, this isn’t even a man’s... but why does it feel like this?”
“Feels good, doesn’t it? That hateful daughter of yours couldn’t even give you this kind of ‘devotion.’ But me? I can. And if you wish, I can keep going for hours.”
Pleasure that makes her forget the pain of the past.
Pleasure that only I can give her. Right now, she has no one else. Her daughter is untrustworthy, leaving her with no choice but to turn her focus solely on me.
“F-For hours?”
“Think about it. Remember the things she did to you, those things no daughter should ever do to her mother. That doll incident wasn’t the only terrible thing, was it?”
I drew out every negative emotion she had toward her daughter, crafting Rosemary into a wicked figure unworthy of being called a mother.
In the end, isn’t it obvious that a devoted daughter like me is far better than an ungrateful one with such a twisted personality?
“Now, think carefully. Recall all her acts of disrespect, all those infuriating things she did. The things you forgave only because you were her mother. Do you think someone like her could ever offer this kind of devotion? What do you think?”
I kept feeding her negative emotions.
“You’re... right. That’s not a daughter. She’s a foolish girl who doesn’t even recognize the grace of her birth.”
Yes, it’s working. The negative emotions are sinking in, slowly consuming her.