“Disclaimer, the following chapter contains guro content, please skip if you can’t bear with that. I think Aersuy must have thought 'mmmmh Beatrice wasn't very evil lately' *rubs hands evilly* ’”

  - Ecwa, one of Aersuy's editor

  Somewhere in a mansion in the middle of a forest... lived a family, second before disaster. Joanne, Kiara's mother, was told to check on the living room where her daughter and her husband had apparently prepared a surprise.

  As she extended her arm and touched the door handle in front of her, Joanne was abruptly paralyzed, startling Ben who stood beside her. A peculiar sensation welled up within Joanne's heart as she gazed at the door. After a lengthy pause that felt like forever, Joanne unexpectedly flung the door open and froze in place.

  The instant the door opened and the interior was revealed, Ben took off running at breakneck speed. This caused Kiara, standing nearby with a merry grin on her face, to exhibit a hint of a frown and look at the fleeing Ben disapprovingly.

  However, Joanne couldn't spare any attention for Ben's actions at this moment; she was riveted by the ghastly tableau unfolding before her. Catching sight of her husband, or rather, the traces of him that remained, she felt her stomach churn. She fought back the urge to vomit that surged in her throat. Intense despair and incomprehension overwhelmed whatever remained of her common sense. In shock, she could only watch the macabre display in front of her:

  The remnants of her husband were strewn about the room, his skin neatly peeled away and placed at the center of the room, directly below his head, which was punctuated by a knife. Next to it was another knife skewering a heart, which had a chunk missing, as if bitten off.

  His skinless torso stood propped up in a corner of the room, sporting a gaping hole where his organs once resided. Scattered around the room were severed limbs, fingers stripped of their nails, and internal organs cast carelessly about.

  "Whaddya think, mom? Do you like my present? Daddy and I worked really hard on it for you hi hi hi," chirped Kiara with an angelic smile lighting up her face.

  However, despite Kiara's unchanged demeanor, hearing her words made Joanne lose her fight against her roiling stomach. She retched onto the floor, changing Kiara's expression.

  "Mommy, don't you like my present?" Kiara queried, looking at her mother with an odd expression as her previous smile faded.

  At Kiara's words, Joanne, who had been retching until then, froze in place.

  "Ahhhh...euuughh…"

  Before Joanne could utter anything further, she let out a high-pitched scream. Kiara's little leg had collided with her knee, sending her crashing to the floor. Looking at her screaming mother, Kiara frowned slightly before dragging her into the room.

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  Staring at her mother, writhing in pain and crying out, Kiara gently lowered herself to her mother's level.

  "Mommy, did ya like the surprise I made for ya?" Kiara whispered into Joanne's ear, wrapping her arms around the wailing woman.

  Upon hearing this, Joanne's pain seemed to momentarily go away. She raised her head and locked eyes with her daughter, who was looking back at her with an unmistakably unhinged gleam.

  "Um, mommy really likes Kiara's… and papa’s… surprise…" Joanne managed to utter, causing Kiara's eyes to sparkle with sheer joy.

  "Yayyyy ! I knew mommy would like my surprise," Kiara cooed happily, her face lighting up as she suddenly pulled out one of her mother's fingernails, causing blood to spurt out.

  Despite the horrifying torture and pain she was going through, Joanne, observing the delighted look on her daughter's face, did not let out a single scream.

  Time inexorably moved on. As Joanne lost her fingernails, Kiara kept at her gruesome task, using a kitchen knife to sever her mother's fingers one by one, a look of pure ecstasy dancing on her face.

  Unlike her father, who had endured for an extended duration this gruesome operation while cursing her existence, her mother, after only losing some of her fingernails was already weakening, observed Kiara.

  To keep her mother awake, Kira asked again "Mommy, do you love Kiara's surprise?" while peering deeply into her mother's face which was rapidly growing pale.

  In response, without uttering a word, Joanne gave a timid nod, prompting Kiara's eyes to sparkle once more.

  "I knew it, mommy loves Kiara the most... Kiara loves mommy heaps too," Kiara murmured.

  Although she was on the brink of death, Joanne, upon hearing her daughter's words and seeing the earnest look in her eyes, couldn't help but let out a final sigh of relief.

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  Looking down at the heart in her small hands, delicately carved from her mother's chest, drool involuntarily escaped Kiara's mouth, leading her to impulsively take a bite. The tender meat melted in her mouth instantly, earning a satisfied sigh from Kiara.

  "Like I thought, mommy's heart is filled to the brim with love," Kiara mumbled, promptly gobbling up the heart as if she hadn't eaten in years.

  Moments later, with her face still smeared with blood, Kiara lifted her gaze to the heart skewered in the room's center. But after a moment's hesitation, she shook her head, her face curling in revulsion.

  Her father, unlike her mother, who truly loved her, had hurled words like 'crazy' and 'insane' or other nonsense and insults at Kiara when she presented him with her gift. Worse still, he had tried to reject it, leaving Kiara incensed, how her father be so ungrateful with all her effort?! His unappreciation was reflected in his heart, which was far from delicious, causing Kiara to recoil in distaste. Cold, slimy and stale...ew. 'But a snack is a snack right?'

  …

  As she took at the figure before her, Kiara, who was covered from head to toe of her relative’s blood, couldn't help but rush towards it, eager for the embrace.

  "Kiara, did you do what big sis asked you to?" the mysterious figure asked, her face lighting up with a smile as she looked down at the petite girl in front of her.

  “Yeeess~~~” she childishly answered "Everyone looved their gift but little bro fled..." she added sadly.