…How To…

                                                     Prologue       

The dimly lit room was filled with the heat of two entwined bodies on the large bed. The bedsheets were crumpled and damp with sweat.

A long-haired young woman, so fair-skinned that she seemed to glow in the darkness, dug her nails into the forearm of the young man moving over her body. In the silence of the room, there were only faint cries.

Her body was filled with extreme desire, yet another part of her consciousness crazily denied it. Her head, full of silky strands of hair, shook back and forth—until she reached a point where it was as if her body fell onto kapok. The young man above her let out a deep growl, his muscular body halting its movements while his hands gripped tightly onto the young woman’s curvy waist.

The panting sounds took turns echoing. The scent of alcohol lingered around the two. The man leaned down to kiss her plump lips once more. The young woman tried to push him away, but she had no strength.

However, neither of them knew that their intimate act...

…was being watched by someone.

Passorn... a beautiful, translucent, young female spirit. She now sat on the sofa beside the bed where the two young people were engaging in an adult activity. Meanwhile, her physical body was being murdered in the room next door.

Passorn knew it was impolite, but when she had tried to walk through the walls to another room, she found that she couldn't. It was as if an invisible wall had trapped her within this place.

The young spirit shut her eyes to avoid the obscene sight, but her ears still heard the sounds, and her mind could still imagine various images. Just then, the young man's moans came, followed by the cries of the young woman who reached the spot once again.

An immense force yanked her into a pitch-black place… And then, it was as if Passorn had fallen into a long slumber.

Until she woke up to find that…

She had become a newborn baby…

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