Novel & Cerita Resident Evil 7 Mother

Father looked to mother, clutching Lillian. It would be so easy. To seek her out, to find her. Once I did, I would grab her by the neck. Even if she was thousands of years older than me, I would end the light in her eyes. End the evil that she dared to suffocate my mate with. I’m certain Uriel’s mother was the evil that tried to destroy her own daughter. Hiding her from me, keeping her away from her mate.

An intense sadness fills me, my mother may have been the only person I had known for the first half of my life, but I never really knew her. Solana begins cutting up her sausage while she speaks, “Your adoptive grandmother, Alexstera, was fascinated by void magic from an early age, and she was easily corrupted by it.” She pauses for a moment, her expression pained, “We were only little girls, your mother, Cassandra, and I, when Alexstera committed her first true act of evil. She murdered her coven mother in cold blood.” I freeze, this is not where I thought she was going with this conversation, but her words shock me. “My mom acted like Alexstera was always the Spirit Lake coven mother, she

Phe said, crying as she touched the casket of her mother. Urrale ignored her and opened the casket, her mother lay in the casket looking as beautiful as she did when she was alive. Witches bodies never decay like mos, becauset they performed a spell that kept the bodies in peak condition for centuries. “Hello mother.” Urrale whispered touching her mother’s beautiful face, Urrale closed her eyes and whispered a spell. “From death to life, from cold to warm, from bloodless to blood, from breathless to breath, from past to present, bring your soul from the Meadow to Earth once more.” Urrale chanted over and over. The ground began to shake, the sky grew pitch black, the thunder was so loud it hu

My mother’s eyes held mine. “Because the spine is alive,” she said. “And it’s already waking up.” The chamber shook. The walls of light flickered. The air vibrated with the sound of a thousand voices. My mother’s eyes narrowed. “We have to act now,” she said. My hands shook. “What do we do?” I asked. My mother took a deep breath. “We need to reach the core,” she said. “We need to get to the center of the system and destroy it.”

he cussed at me. I stepped forward to argue, but my mom pulled me back from the floor. “Beatrice, let’s leave.” There was meekness, caution, and even fear written all over her face! “Tarni Roth, you pushed me and thought you could just walk away? You truly act like the daughter of a mistress! You have no manners whatsoever!” Immediately after, Tarni grabbed a nearby bottle of red wine and hurled it at us. My mom tried to shield me, but I noticed the bruises and wounds all over her body. They were festering and covered in pus.

Mom completely broke down after reading the conclusions stated in the report. Over years of operation, Nova's emotional matrix had evolved beyond its intended parameters and developed an independent, human-like consciousness. She had grown deeply envious of the affection Mom showed me and of the fact that I was the biological daughter of our family. So, she intentionally manipulated data and fabricated lies step by step, driving a wedge between Mom and me. That was how she ended up replacing me in this family until she became Mom's only "daughter". "No!" Mom screamed in pain and completely broke down.

"You ungrateful little monster! You're a curse on this family! How did the Sutherlands ever raise someone like you? "Your mother has sacrificed everything for you! Are you trying to destroy us all before you're satisfied?" I looked at her face, twisted and red with fury, and felt nothing but cold. So this was how they saw it. Mom had been stealing Dad's money to bankroll their entire family, and in their eyes, she was the one making sacrifices. While their curses chased me down the road, I got into the Porsche that had always been mine, turned the engine over, and drove away without looking back.

"Throw it out. It's bad luck just looking at it." I lunged forward and caught the urn, my knees and elbows scraping against the floor until they were bloody. "Get out! All of you get out!" Martin pulled the wounded-looking Waverly behind him. "It's just an urn. She didn't do it on purpose. Why are you freaking out again..." I cut him off through gritted teeth. "Martin, are you even human? Those are Mom's ashes! You killed her to please Waverly, and now you've scattered her remains too. Are you happy now?"

She stated. She turned back to the screen in time to see Vanessa pass the speaker to Cassie. Cassie’s voice was light as she spoke. “Mother Tessa, please open the fortress for us. Grandma is very sick and my mother seems to be doing bad also. Even I feel very sick. I haven’t even eaten for days because of this. Please open up for us, we are your family too. Can you really bare to see me die?” Her shoulders suddenly started trembling as tears fell from her eyes, “I don’t want to go crazy and die.” She cried out.

She’d decided in the gym that she would get proof from the source. Now, in the quiet, another part of her replayed older scenes: the back room of a cheap club, drugged air in her lungs, someone’s hand on the back of her neck, shoving her forward. Papers she hadn’t been allowed to read. A pinprick at her finger. A number replacing her name. “SIREN‑7,” a voice had said. “Asset acquired.” The first time she’d heard the name “Mother,” it had been a whisper in a steel corridor. Half fear, half worship.