Does this count as being a new life?
Although this appearance did not appeal to her, this at least was another way to continue living her life.
To be able to have warmth, continue breathing and have a heartbeat. To be able to eat and think. This was already a type of happiness.
She sought contentment.
No matter where she was or what she had become, there were endless possibilities as long as she lived. Perhaps there is hope ahead.
Yi Longlong pondered while eating.