Silver wakes from light and the warmth of the sun.
"Ahhh...huuh" breathing in and out. Silver takes deep breaths as a human would.
Although she knows she already doesn't need to.
Still having a resemblance to normalcy is familiar.
Her form now is a humanoid hiding all nonhuman features.
Only her temperament is miles away from her old self.
As she opens her eyes, She sees the world differently.
Her eyes are now more humane compared to yesterday's, albeit being more cold.
The beauty of the world exposes other visions.
When she was human, it was like looking through an opaque glass.
Now her sight sees more of reality.
Silver is still sitting where she was the night before.
The long period of stillness had no impact on her now inhuman physique.
As Silver observes herself in full glory.
Gone were the days of having a malnourished and defective body.
Her naked body atop the seat can be described as the pinnacle of human form.
Do not misunderstand it as having a human body.
What it means is having human form, humanoid but not human.
Below her seat are what remains of her clothes and molted skins she shed.
“It seems my clothes were broken yesterday. I didn't even feel it. Not even the pain.” As she sees her old skin cluttered.
Looking at the place it seemed like several people had been skinned.
And they are placed atop an icy ground made of frozen snakes.
The skin is like a scaled petal that surrounds Silver at the center.
Looking from afar it's like a beauty is sitting in a silver-petaled lotus on frozen waters.
Well except for several strange things that are quite noticeable.
Of Course that is only possible if you have 10 identical female individuals.
These skins look like Silver in all proportions. You can also identify which skin shed first since it would have more snake scales.
While the latest have fewer than the earlier skins.
“At Least now I know how my skin would look if I ever were to be skinned.” Silver chuckled to herself.
“What to do with these molts? They can't be left here. It's a pity not to use it. Shall I make clothes?
Hmmm.. well.. let's just think later.” She whispered as she collected and folded the molts. Intending to keep them for later use.
Her old skin is an excellent material for whatever it will be used for.
Especially for items she will use herself.
Making the fit for her the highest since it came from her.
These molts contain her power and are weird on themselves.
She won't be surprised that it is capable of self ‘evolving’ into a new type of mindless weird if left unchecked.
Of Course that will not happen since she'll be collecting them.
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Platinum Serpent
ParanormalSynopsis She was Born a Slave in a barbaric and savage world. All she has is her unique thinking of asking about her life. A trait that is seemingly absent from all her fellow slaves. Darkness is the theme of her world. Along with living in an unpr...
