Cradle Stained with Blood, The Beast's Mark
Eunha's world was an abyss of pitch-black darkness, yet the presence of the predator trying to swallow her whole pressed in far more violently than anything sight could convey.
Thud. Thud. Massive footsteps crushed the cold marble floor of the hospital room and came to a halt. Eunha's slender back pressed against the wall in the corner. There was nowhere left to run.
With her vision cut off, her other senses dissected the approaching monster in excruciating detail—its bulk, its heat, and the horrific stench—then shoved the information straight into her brain. A body weight that easily exceeded ninety kilograms. Lungs so grotesquely large that every inhale and exhale made the entire room's air tremble. And above all else, what triggered her primal terror was the thick, fishy reek of male mucus that cut through the blood and vibrated in the air.
Grrruuuh. Hrrruuuh. The beast shoved its snout close to the crown of Eunha's head and drew in a deep breath. Her fragile body shook like a leaf in the wind. One hundred and sixty-two centimeters tall, weighing less than fifty kilograms—her frame was thin and delicate. Over skin as pale and translucent as porcelain from years without sunlight, cold sweat born of terror beaded and trickled down. Her straight black hair, falling all the way to her waist, somehow still carried a cool, almost mystical aura even in this blood-soaked room. Her unfocused, cloudy silver-white eyes held the absolute despair of a herbivore.
In the darkness, the beast's two crimson eyes swept over its frail prey as if licking it clean. A predator trapped inside a monstrous body while still retaining every scrap of human intellect. Deep within that enormous lump of black fur, the male instincts that remained from its human days began to thrash wildly at the sight of Eunha crouched on the floor.
Even though the world had ended and it had become a grotesque monster, it had not the slightest desire to mate with another beast. The only creature it wanted to pierce with its vicious seed and claim forever was the perfectly beautiful, utterly helpless human female before it. Even the faint rise and fall of her small breasts beneath the thin hospital gown served as exquisite fuel for the male's extreme sadism and lust for dominance.
Sliiide. The beast's massive head lowered toward Eunha's face. Hot, wet breath brushed her pale cheek. She couldn't even scream—only gasped, swallowing air in a sharp gulp. The sound of the enormous beast's jaw unhinging struck her ears.
Slurp. Lick. The beast's tongue, rough as sandpaper and scorching hot, dragged upward across her cheek. It was a persistent, sticky caress—no, a licking—that seemed to savor the salty blend of tears and cold sweat. A thin moan slipped from between Eunha's lips.
"Ahh..."
The beast's saliva clung thickly to her pale skin. The tongue didn't stop at her cheek. It followed the trails of cold sweat down her slender throat, then slipped between the thin collar of her hospital gown to roughly scrape across her collarbone and the bare skin of her chest.
Riiip. Squish. Every time the tiny barbs on the beast's tongue scraped her fragile skin, a sickening friction sounded and a stinging pain spread. Was she being eaten? Or was this the beast's play? Eunha's mind flickered white. But the most primal instinct of any living thing—the will to survive—forced her trembling fingertips to move.
If she resisted, that massive jaw would clearly clamp down on her neck and tear it away. Tears dripping steadily, Eunha carefully reached out with both hands that had been flailing in the air.
Slide. Her slender fingers touched the beast's thick scruff. Stiff, dense black fur. To survive, to appease this horrific predator, she slowly stroked the coarse pelt with her shaking palms. A pitiful attempt to soothe a giant mastiff. The moment that cautious, fragile touch traveled through the beast's hide and into its nervous system—
Crunch. From the beast's lower body came a grotesque sound that defied human understanding. A chilling friction like muscle tearing and bones expanding. Eunha's delicate caress had been the fatal detonator that completely shattered the male's last fragile thread of reason and flipped its rutting switch.
Drip. Splatter. Squish. Hot, sticky mucus began pouring onto the hospital room's marble floor like a waterfall. Between the beast's hind legs, a black sheath thicker than an adult man's forearm slid completely back. What sprang out was a monstrous red pillar of terrifying length. It was no mere organ of flesh and blood vessels. A bone—os penis—ran rigidly through the center of the massive genitals. Centered on that steel-like frame, the beast's cock hardened like stone and stabbed the air. Thick veins writhed like earthworms across the shaft's surface, radiating extreme heat. At the base, the bulbous knot swelled grotesquely as if ready to burst, fully prepared to rip apart a female's mucous membranes.
An overwhelming mass closer to a lethal weapon, impossible for a human's narrow, fragile pelvis to ever accept. The endless flow of precum from the tip of that monstrous thing dripped onto the tops of Eunha's bare feet, burning like scalding liquid.
Grrruuuuh! The beast's breathing grew violently ragged as it plunged into an extreme state of rut. A destructive sexual urge to spread this fragile female's legs right now, mercilessly force the bone-hard shaft inside, and swell the knot to its limit. The exact moment the beast's enormous weight began to tilt over Eunha's body—
"M… Mom…"
An unconscious murmur slipped from Eunha's lips. At the extreme edge of terror and despair, the first thing a sightless human reached for was the name of blood kin.
"Is anyone… there? Little brother…"
It was Eunha's fatal mistake. The tragedy of a blind woman who hadn't yet realized only the two of them remained in the world. But to the ears of the male already deep in rut, those words translated into something entirely different. The female he must perfectly possess and dominate was daring to long for the presence of other humans. Even surrounded by his overwhelming pheromones and heat, she spoke the name of a 'different male (her younger brother)' bound to her by blood. It was the most vicious provocation imaginable, an invasion of a rutting beast's territory.
Grrrrrrk! A horrific vibrating growl erupted from the beast's throat, like gears grinding together. For an instant, the temperature inside the hospital room seemed to plummet. The wet tongue that had been licking her neck vanished. The scorching heat that had been pressing down on her was ripped away into thin air.
Thud. Thud. Thud. The four massive paws that had been about to crush her turned and headed for the door. Footsteps receding. Soon the beast's presence vanished completely down the far end of the corridor.
"Ah…"
Eunha collapsed onto the empty floor of the hospital room, gasping harshly. Cold sweat soaked her entire body. It left. That monster left without eating me. Relief and exhaustion crashed over her at the same time. Yet the chill of terror crawling down her spine refused to fade. The stench of blood and the thick male musk the monster had left behind constantly reminded her that this space was hell.
How much time had passed? From the far end of the now-silent hospital corridor, dull tearing sounds began to echo once more.
Riiip. Crunch. Squish. The sound of something heavy—a lump of meat—being dragged across the floor. And the sickening noise of bones and flesh being crushed at regular intervals. Eunha's heart began pounding wildly again.
Thud. Thud. It was that monster. The footsteps crossed the threshold of the single-person room where she crouched. Eunha hugged her knees with both arms and struggled not to make a single sound. The enormous shadow fell over her once more. A far thicker, more nauseating smell of blood than before filled the air. Along with the beast's rough breathing, she felt something heavy and wet being dragged right up to her face.
Thump. Splat. A heavy, cold weight dropped onto her thigh, over the thin hospital gown.
"Hik!"
Eunha flinched, curling into herself. But the thing that had landed on her knee didn't roll away—it stayed there. A mass that felt both squishy and rigidly skeletal. From its base, lukewarm sticky fluid poured endlessly, soaking the legs of her hospital gown crimson.
What is this? With trembling hands, Eunha reached out and began to feel the unidentified object on her lap. For her, without sight, the sense of touch in her fingertips was her only eyes.
Sticky. Scrape. The first thing her fingers met was hair stiffened with drying blood. Short, thick strands clumped together with gore and filth. Her fingers moved past the hair and down the rounded surface. A cold forehead. Below that, two hollow sockets where the eyeballs had burst out—the bony eye sockets. Eunha's breathing grew ragged. Her fingertips were sending horrific information to her brain, but she denied reality and kept moving her hands downward.
Crunch. Squish. The bone that should have been beneath the sockets was completely shattered. A crushed nasal bridge. Sharp fragments of broken nasal cartilage stabbed her palm. Below the bridge, grotesquely torn lips. The lips had been ripped beyond recognition, and through the gaps she could feel jagged broken teeth. Finally, both of Eunha's hands wrapped around the base of the mass. Where the neck should have been. But instead of smooth skin, she felt only ragged bundles of muscle savagely torn by the beast's fangs and the sharp, broken cross-section of cervical vertebrae. From that mangled cross-section of meat, a horrific liquid of still-warm red blood mixed with sticky brain matter trickled down her wrists.
Ah. Eunha's lips trembled violently. The familiar bone structure. Though crushed and torn, the curve of the forehead and the angle of the jawbone were exactly those she had traced with her fingertips for over twenty years. The blood relative who, only hours ago, had been groping her thighs with a lewd grin. It was her younger brother's severed head.
"A… Aaaaaaaaaaaah!"
A scream like her throat was being torn apart burst from Eunha. She convulsively shoved away the head soaking her lap with her brother's blood.
Roll. Splat. The crushed head tumbled across the hospital room floor, spraying blood. Eunha clutched her face with both hands, simultaneously vomiting and screaming. The price of searching for family was the shredded flesh of her own blood kin. The fact that the world's order had been completely overturned hammered at the blind woman's fragile mind.
Thud!Crunch! At that moment, the beast's enormous body crashed down on top of her.
"Ugh!"
Eunha's scream was cut off instantly. The overwhelming weight of ninety kilograms completely crushed her delicate body against the floor. Her back slammed against the cold marble, forcing all the air from her lungs. She couldn't breathe. Massive forepaws pinned her slender shoulders, while thick pectoral muscles and a broad chest pressed mercilessly against her solar plexus and ribcage.
Slide. Riiip. The most horrifying sensation came from her lower body. The beast's groin pressed tightly against her thin thighs and pelvis where she lay on the floor. There, the bone-hard shaft had swollen far more viciously than before. Even through her clothes, the sharp hardness of the penile bone and the grotesquely swollen bulb of the knot transmitted so vividly it felt as if they would pierce her lower belly and the soft flesh of her inner thighs. The scorching heat and sticky precum gushing from the beast's massive cock instantly soaked through the pants of her hospital gown.
The beast brought its savage snout right up to Eunha's ear. Hot breath poured over her earlobe as if to scorch it.
Grrrrrrrrrr. A low, overwhelming growl boiled up from deep in the beast's throat, like seismic waves. It was not conversation. There was no persuasion, no comfort—only the merciless verdict of an apex predator at the top of the food chain.
I have torn away and devoured every trace of any other male's scent. The family you could rely on, the shallow morals of human society—none of it exists in this world anymore. In this blood-stained darkness, the only male who can possess your fragile body, tear it apart, and fill it with my vicious seed is me alone.
The beast's intense possessiveness and violent dominance carved themselves horrifically into the deepest parts of Eunha's bones through that low, chilling vibration.