Kapitel 73: The Mystery Of Ian Rose IV

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Chapter 69: The Mystery Of Ian Rose IV

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"Just what are you? Why do I..." Those were questions Ivy often wondered about. She has slowly come to understand her feelings and perhaps obsession.

It all started long ago, She was a botanist, a genius in the field. She was born in Washington, the only child of a wealthy family. She attended college in Seattle, where she studied botany.

Pamela Isely was her name. She fell in love with Marc Legrand, one of her teachers and they started a relationship.

Eventually, Pamela stole some special herbs from a local museum to help Legrand with some experiments, but he betrayed and poisoned her using the same herbs she had stolen for him.

Pamela survived the poisoning and as a result, she became invulnerable to all poisons. Not just that, she gained plenty of nature-related abilities.

She was already fascinated by plants, and her powers made it even more so. In fact, her fascination with plants entered the realm of obsession.

"I saw it all, how humans defiled and tainted the purity of nature. They're demons on earth... Except for him." Hatred of all humans erupted within her, especially of men.

As much as she'd like to think that she's an entirely different person from who she once was, she still has Pamela within her, she still remembers that man's betrayal.

Since she became like this, she never once saw what she was doing now as a possibility. She didn't imagine even something close happening at all.

She was seated on her knees in the middle of what looked like a flower constructed by soft vines.

Her attire was the same as usual, consisting of a dark green corseted top, a light green pair of tights, and matching green gloves and boots.

Her enchanting red hair was in stark contrast to her green clothes as it fell right to her waist, silky, soft, and pure like nature.

She made sure it was all cozy for the person sleeping peacefully on her thighs. His head was resting on her soft plump thighs, and the rest of his body was also comfortably situated though the only thing he was wearing was his underwear.

She was caressing his hair, his cheeks, and trailing her fingers along his face with surprising gentleness. Her lips were trembling as she gazed at his wounds though surprisingly, they were healing at an alarming rate.

"How did it come down to this? Just what am I doing?" Ivy wondered as hesitation was apparent all over her. She discovered that touching him somehow accelerates his healing rate which didn't make sense to her as she absorbs his life force when doing so.

"What should I do? He must have something like infinite life force, else he wouldn't have been able to survive till now, but I'm not sure..."

She gazed at the numerous wounds all over his body and simply couldn't bear it, so she willed her clothes to retreat, leaving her naked.

She gulped before lying next to him, "This is just returning the favor, nothing more... And I need your power, that's it." She convinced herself as she came closer to him and made as much skin contact as possible, sticking to him like a koala.

"This is not the first time anyway..." Indeed, her obsession started for the first time, an obsession even deeper than that of her obsession with nature, or perhaps it's related to that. Perhaps she perceived him to be something else than a human, a higher being.

He was a mystery that stumbled into her life. She had just been going on with her pure plans of exterminating the entirety of humanity through some kind of Toxin.

She had been experimenting with a bunch of botanists under her mind control when one of her tests went awry, destroying the entire facility, and she received the most backlash as she was closest to it.

She remembers the shock she was in when she opened her eyes again as before her was a handsome man. The fact that she found him handsome and as pretty as her favorite type of Roses was alarming.

The Victor Hugo Rose, a gorgeous type of Rose that blooms from spring through fall. It's known for its captivating deep red color. She however still did not understand how the word 'Pretty' synchronized with him in her mind, but she will come to understand it in the future.

She remembered how long she took to process what was happening, and the fact that she felt no disgust from her close contact with him. She was naked and basically lying in his embrace.

Her natural instinct was to kill, yet her power failed her. It was as if it saw him as the Christ of nature, refusing to hurt him in any way.

She understood why soon after when she sensed his life force flowing into the depths of her soul and rejuvenating it, even strengthening it.

It was the purest and most beautiful thing she ever felt. It was comforting and magnificent beyond the scope of mere humans. Just basking in his overwhelming life force for such a short time made her connection with nature so much closer.

That night, she slept like a bay after staring at his face for a long time. It was her most peaceful night by far, but she still left in the morning, and never contacted him again... Until this time.

"Hahh, why did I let my curiosity control me? I could've just ignored his existence but I couldn't..."

She trailed her fingers along his chest as she murmured some ominous words, "I wanted to take you all for myself, to live in my garden with the purity of nature. I wanted you to live in the embrace of nature among the comfort of trees and beauty of Roses... Forever."

A frown surfaced on her face, one she couldn't keep for long as she felt his comforting life force slip into her soul, bringing a tranquil smile to her gorgeous pale face.

"Alas, nature simply refuses to obey my orders when it comes to you... Nature loves you more than it loves me.

I still fail to understand, however, why does mother nature allow you to remain among the filth of humans... Especially that bitch, touching you with her dirty hands and swooning all over you."

She knew way too much, almost as if she's been monitoring him since their first meeting... Stalking would be a better word for it.

"You... You definitely shouldn't be living with the dirt that is humans. Look what they have done to you, I'm sorry I was late else I wouldn't let that bug even lay a finger on you... I was working on the future, on how to make the world pure."

She lifted her head from his chest and looked at his face. She started gently brushing his cheek with a flushed face, she was starting to overdose.

"Can you imagine a pure world? All that's within would be nature, and gorgeous greenery. I was creating the solution to the dirt, and don't worry, I am close. I just need more energy... Your life force."

She noticed his wounds have already closed, and some of the smaller ones ceased to exist. His skin was starting to look flawless as if scars were never there.

It was a phenomenon Ian noticed a while ago in the middle of his sessions with Selina. His scars started disappearing as if giving away his life force healed him instead of the opposite.

She just stared at him with a worrying obsession for hours, her face getting more flushed by the second. Her breathing was rough yet she refused to move away. No, she wanted to stay like that for eternity. The only reason she hasn't passed out yet after so much time is because he's asleep, and he doesn't release much of his life force in such a state.

"Hahh..." Until he woke up, and she instantly jumped back as her usual seductive clothes reformed around her. Ian opened his eyes and slowly lifted himself up.

He eyed up his surroundings with a bit of confusion and dizziness though he soon got over sleepiness as he felt incredibly energetic, "What an adventure, so lovely."

He eyed his body first, checking up on why he felt so comfortable despite all the wounds he had amassed in the confrontation, "No scars huh... Too bad. No traces of my adventures remain. I guess my collection consists of traces of my adventure, so it doesn't really matter..."

Ian let out a breath, still feeling a bit disappointed all of his scars disappeared. From the small scars to the large ones, each had a meaning and a memory behind it. Relics of his past adventures.

He stroked a certain spot on his knee as he looked up... At the room's roof, "One of my first scars was here. In one of my first attempts at free climbing, my hands slipped and I fell down. I was still inexperienced, so didn't handle the situation perfectly and ended up hurting my knee, pretty badly."

He let out a chuckle as remembered the very details of the incident, "It was pretty bad. There was a hole on my knee to the point my bone showed itself to the world, God it was painful... Yeah, I have my memories, so it's going to be alright."

Ian finally paid attention to Ivy who was attentively listening to his little adventure whilst trying to keep her breathing in check so as to not allow him to see her state.

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