Elsa curled up in pain on the ground, but she didn't cry out.
Grabbing the blanket from the bed, she bit down hard on a corner of it, enduring heart-wrenching pain.
She had once heard stories from her father, who said that there were many different species in this world.
There were angels and demons.
She had asked her father what was in the bottle, and he said it was something that could turn people into angels or demons, and it shouldn't be used unless one was on the verge of death.
Latterly, she understood what her father had done.
It was an experimental product, Genetic Evolution Liquid.
Both angels and demons were humans.
Her body was burning.
Pain, endless pain.
It felt as if something was trying to grow out of her body, plunging her into endless agony.
It was not just physical pain, but also the torment of the soul.
She despised the products of human experimentation, the things of demons.
She even despised this world, a world without light.