"Why did you kill your daughter?"
"She is not my daughter."
I am not a mentally ill person. The story begins when I was just pregnant with my daughter. That year, I took my friend Wei back to my hometown to worship my ancestors. Under the guidance of the oracle, she and I were trapped in a cave. After we came out, I lost all the memories there because of PTSD, and Wei also became very silent because of this incident.
But my words and deeds are becoming more and more like Wei.
Then one day, she disappeared. I took her horoscope to figure out where she had gone, but the person told me that she had died long ago...
Part Cthulhu
Intention: Blessing