Chapter 370: The Adventures of Bea

For as long as Bea could remember, existence had been one long, murky stretch of endless monotony, only broken by the occasional arrival of prey.

Due to her nature of being able to infect her target's mind, it also allowed her to better understand the world outside of its little hot spring.

However, for the most part, her life was extremely boring, with her only company actually being her own splits.

Her world was simple. There was no past, no future—only the comforting rhythm of the spring and the occasional flicker of prey foolish enough to wander close. But somewhere deep within her essence, there was an unfulfilled yearning, an instinctive drive to grow, to explore, to connect with another living thing.

The arrival of the human was like a ripple that broke the surface of her calm existence.