the Poison Fairy, Forget-Me-Not stood dumbfounded in place, her little face filled with confusion and bewilderment.
Her big eyes kept darting back and forth between her mother and the Shadow Fairy, trying to understand what was happening.
The little girl's mind was full of questions, but she didn't know how to voice them.
She saw the fear and despair on her mother's face, and a strong desire to protect surged within her.
Although she didn't understand what had happened, Forget-Me-Not mustered her courage and took a small step toward her mother.
"Mom..."
She whispered, her voice trembling and uneasy.
At that moment, the beautiful woman suddenly looked up, her eyes flashing with a hint of terror.
She hurriedly extended her hand, making a stopping gesture.
"Don't! Don't come near me..."
The beautiful woman's voice was hoarse and hurried, filled with pain and struggle.
She wanted to say more.
But before she could finish her words, she suddenly stopped.
A strange transformation began to spread across the beautiful woman's body.
A faint purple-green mist coiled around her like ribbons, swirling and rising continuously.
The mist seemed thin but gave an ungraspable feeling, as if it had a life of its own, drifting around the beautiful woman.
The beautiful woman's pupils began to change, her originally gentle eyes gradually replaced by a strange green.
That green was not vibrant and lush.
But rather a sickly and unsettling dark green.
In her pupils, there seemed to flicker a weak purple light, reminiscent of some highly poisonous flower.
Her hair also began to change color, gradually shifting from its original black to a deep green.
Purple light seemed to flow between her strands of hair, giving off an eerie yet beautiful feeling.
Throughout the process, the beautiful woman's expression was filled with pain and struggle, as if she were waging a fierce battle with some internal force.
Her body trembled slightly, her hands clenched into fists, her nails digging deeply into her palms.
The Shadow Fairy noticed this scene and displayed a sickly smile on her face.
Excitement and desire sparkled in her eyes, her voice filled with admiration and lust:
"Yes, that's it! This is your true power, your authority! Look at this captivating poison power, so strong, so beautiful..."
The Shadow Fairy's voice grew more and more agitated, "That's why I crave you so dearly, my precious little Green Green. Your power... is simply irresistible! I want to devour you, absorb you, make you a part of me!"
The Shadow Fairy's words were filled with twisted affection and morbid possessiveness.
However.
At that moment, a voice full of anger and disgust suddenly came from within the beautiful woman:
"You are so annoying! You keep getting in the way of my good deeds!"
This voice was completely different from the beautiful woman's usual softness, filled with sharpness and impatience.
Clearly, this was the Poison Fairy parasitizing the beautiful woman's body that was speaking.
Forget-Me-Not stepped back upon hearing this unfamiliar voice coming from her mother.
Her little face was filled with shock and confusion, and she trembled as she asked:
"Mom? Are... are you still my mom?"
Tears filled the little girl's eyes.
She looked at the familiar yet strange figure in front of her, her heart filled with contradiction and pain.
The mother who used to gently hold her and tell her stories seemed to have suddenly turned into another person.
The Shadow Fairy saw Forget-Me-Not's reaction and grinned cruelly.
She gracefully floated to the little girl's side and said in an affectively gentle tone:
"Dear little sister, can't you tell yet?"
The Shadow Fairy's voice carried a hint of joy and mockery, "Your mama is already dead! What stands before you now is merely a shell occupied by the Poison Fairy."
When the Shadow Fairy said this, a morbid excitement flashed across her face.
It was as if she were watching a splendid drama, her eyes sparkling with crazed light.
Forget-Me-Not was completely stunned upon hearing this.
Her little face turned pale, her eyes filled with disbelief and deep fear.
The little girl's lips quivered, wanting to say something, but no sound came out.
Her gaze fell once again on her mother, that once warm and familiar figure now appeared so foreign.
The green eyes, the green hair, and that eerie purple-green mist...
Everything filled Forget-Me-Not with immense fear.
The little girl's mind was chaotic, various scenes flashing through — her mother's gentle smile, her mother reading to her, her mother holding her to comfort her...
These beautiful memories starkly contrasted with the sight before her, causing Forget-Me-Not to feel dizzy.
She couldn't accept the reality in front of her, couldn't believe that her mother had truly "died."
Forget-Me-Not's little hands clenched into fists, her nails digging deeply into her palms, yet she felt no pain.
It was as if her entire world collapsed in an instant, leaving only endless emptiness and despair.
At that moment, a warm hand gently rested on Forget-Me-Not's shoulder.
The owner of that hand crouched down and gently embraced the little girl.
"Don't be afraid, little Forget-Me-Not."
Hiyakura's voice was soft yet firm, "We will find a way to save your mother."
However, Forget-Me-Not seemed to have fallen into a daze, showing no reaction to external stimuli.
She just stood there in a stupor, her gaze hollow, as if her soul had already left her body.
A strange and tense atmosphere pervaded the air.
At that moment, Forget-Me-Not's mother...
No, it should now be referred to as the body occupied by the Poison Fairy.
She stood to the side, her eyes glinting with dangerous light.
The Shadow Fairy, with a sickly smile, watched all of this with great interest.