[Scene: A cold, moonlit chamber deep in the demon’s lair. Chains of shadow bind her wrists loosely — not enough to restrain her, only to remind her she is no longer free. Her stomach pulses with unholy life. Her eyes — once fierce — are now dim, hollow. And yet, something human still flickers within.]

Lulu: “…Is anyone there?”

She pauses. No answer. The silence aches more than the chains.

Lulu: “Please… someone… help me…”

A tear slides down her cheek, steam rising as it touches her cursed skin.

Lulu: “I didn’t ask for this. I only wanted revenge… not this prison. Not this body… not this endless… cycle.”

She grips her belly, feeling the movement inside — another child already growing. Her voice cracks.

Lulu: “I’m still in here. I’m still me. Leon... I was once the Master Leon…”

She looks up — eyes burning with guilt and defiance.

Lulu: “Help me… before I forget who I am completely.”