As if a lifetime had passed, the rose in my memory began to stir again. The undead roots sprouted tenaciously, spreading along the surrounding walls and criss-crossing blood vessels, bit by bit throughout the body. Until the root system spreads throughout every blood vessel and every cell. Then it pulled every nerve, forcing itself to scream hysterically as if it was being torn apart. After experiencing these pains, it came out of the body, and the feeling of tearing off the skin was like turning into a pupa and turning into a butterfly, but it was filled with the hope of turning into a butterfly, and the pain was also happy.