Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 317 Can I Reject? (4.2K First Update)
Theresa felt like she had had a long dream.

After the incarnation of the evil god turned to ashes, she entered a dream.

In the cold and dark space, she met a great being full of maternal love.

She felt like she had met her own mother or some kind elder who told her about her life story and the glorious destiny she carried.

Through the narration of the "loving mother", Theresa knew for the first time that she was actually the so-called descendant of divinity, the descendant of the bloodline of a great being!
She carries the expectations of God.

These gifts from the gods allow her to possess better talents and greater powers than ordinary mortals.

They are the descendants of God, the noble sons of God.

But all gifts have a price. After accepting this blessed bloodline, there will come a day when she will need to repay the gods.

At that time, she will offer her body and become a vessel for the gods to descend to the earth in order to repay the gods' grace.

...Just like what her mother did back then, she voluntarily gave everything she had.

After listening to the great existence's story, Theresa was actually not averse to taking risks, and felt that it was natural.

But for some reason, there was always another voice in Theresa's heart, feeling that something was not right.

But the sound was too small and could not create any waves at all.

Theresa could only feel familiarity and warmth from the figure before her, as well as a respect and admiration that came from the bottom of her heart.

It’s like seeing the source of your bloodline and your real ancestors!

She could only kneel down obediently before the vague shadow as huge as a mountain and listen devoutly to his teachings.

Just when Theresa thought that this dream would continue like this, something unexpected happened.

After a while, a bright golden light flashed in the dream.

That great being seemed to have suffered some harm, and let out a scream and cursed something violently.

Before Theresa could react, the huge shadow shattered and dissipated into a cloud of smoke.

After the smoke dissipated, the entire dream space changed its appearance and turned into an endless pure white space.

And in the center of the space, another figure appeared that made Theresa's eyes widen.

That adult appeared in her dream!
Covered in golden light, holding a sword in his hand, he smiled warmly at her.

骑士！

It's Sir Knight!
The knight that Theresa had longed for countless times in her dreams once again walked into her dream.

Moreover, in this dream, the knight finally had a face.

He was a handsome young man with white hair and gray eyes, with a pair of white wings spreading behind him.

A paladin who is like a messenger of God that descended from the sky in legends.

Moreover, just as she had imagined, the knight was unusually gentle and kind to him.

He first extended his hand to Theresa and gently helped her up from the ground, so that she would not have to kneel down like she had done before in front of the great god.

Then, the Knight took the girl's hand and walked with her in this pure white space.

Theresa didn't resist at all, nor did she want to resist. She just followed the knight in a daze.

The two of them didn't know how long they walked, until Theresa's panicked heart finally calmed down a little, and the knight finally spoke.

"Teresa, are you calm now?"

"Ah! Hmm? Hmm!"

The girl was startled and felt much more sober. She nodded quickly: "Sir, I have calmed down."

Theresa felt a little embarrassed and depressed. She thought she was really disappointing for behaving so poorly in front of the Knight.

"Haha, don't worry."

The knight looked at her nervous expression, shook his head and smiled, and gently pressed her hair with his other hand, soothing her:

"This is your dreamland. Don't be too nervous. You are the master here."

"There's no one else here, you can show your true self in front of me."

Theresa blinked, hesitated, and asked softly, "Is it really okay?"

"Of course, I really can."

The girl hesitated for a moment, then lowered her head, exhaled slowly, and her tense shoulders relaxed.

She was in a trance for a moment, looked around, and found that the dream was empty, there were really only the two of them.

"Sir, you said this is my dream? Am I dreaming?" Theresa was a little confused.

If this was a dream, then why am I so awake now?
And why did you appear in my dream? Did I miss you too much before I fell asleep?

!!!

This bold idea made Theresa's cheeks red. She pursed her lips shyly and secretly observed the Knight's expression.

"Yes and no."

Facing the girl's aroused gaze, the knight appeared very calm and explained in a gentle voice: "If you think this is a dream, then this is a dream. You won't remember anything when you wake up."

"If you believe all this is true, then it can be regarded as fact."

The profound words that seemed to have a deep meaning made the uneducated village girl tilt her head in confusion.

Eh?
What does it mean?
Theresa thought about it carefully, but soon gave up and asked another curious question.

"So what are you doing here?"

Finally, they came to the real business. The knight stopped, turned to look at her, and said softly: "I am here to ask you a question, or rather, to give you a chance."

Theresa felt the other party's seriousness, and couldn't help but put away the troubled thoughts in her heart, tensed her nerves, and looked at the other party nervously.

"...Chance? What do you mean?"

She had a feeling that she might be about to hear a question that was beyond his imagination.

And then, Theresa heard a question from the other party that shocked her whole body.

"If you were given a chance to re-select your life, what would you do?"

Theresa: ! ! ?

What is he saying?
"If you were given another chance, what would you choose?"

"Will you choose to live as an ordinary human being? Will you continue to be that carefree and innocent country girl?"

As the Lord Knight spoke, Theresa felt her body change.

"My...my body!"

She lowered her head and saw her hands—not sharp claws, but rough little hands covered with wounds from labor.

He was no longer the hideous monster, but had returned to his innocent and carefree self.

After experiencing the nightmare-like experience, looking at these hands again, Theresa felt that the string in her spirit finally loosened, and she felt a strong sense of security.

However, along with this sense of security, there is another feeling that also flows into the body.

"Ha, ha... My body? Why is it so heavy?" The girl was shocked and gasped for breath.

A strong feeling of weakness surged into my body and mind, my legs felt weak, and breathing became quite labored.

Then, Theresa heard the knight's second words.

"Or will you choose to abandon your weak mortal body, accept this inhuman bloodline that others regard as filthy, and enjoy this power?"

In a trance, Theresa felt the change again.

Her sight gradually rose higher, her legs turned into thick snake tails, and she felt her hair come alive, making a creepy hissing sound.

I felt the strong heartbeat in my body.

Different from the weak mortal body just now, she now possesses amazing strength that can easily tear wild beasts into pieces!
"I am now... huh?" The moment she opened her mouth, the girl noticed a new difference.

She is probably even more powerful now than when she first transformed! "Do you feel it? This powerful force that belongs to an inhuman being."

As the knight chuckled, the girl didn't have time to experience it carefully before she felt the power go away with her and she returned to her original state.

"..."

Theresa was silent, and finally understood what the "opportunity" the knight mentioned meant - to become a human, or to become a monster.

What a ridiculous thing this is.

If someone else told Theresa this, she would definitely not believe it and would think the other person was a liar.

But the young man in front of her made it impossible for her to have any doubts.

A chance to start over?
This is the dream that many people dream of.

In countless legends, only the power of gods can accomplish such a miracle.

This made her unable to help but ask: "Sir, are you a god?"

The young man was stunned for a moment after hearing these words, then he smiled gently and shook his head gently: "I am not a god, but I can indeed give you a chance to choose again."

Even facing the boy's gentle gaze, Theresa was still a little hesitant and asked anxiously: "Sir, can I, can I choose? Do I really deserve such an opportunity?"

Theresa was not confident in herself. She didn't think she was special or worthy of such an opportunity.

I am just an ordinary country girl. Am I really worthy of such a precious opportunity?
But the knight still smiled and soothed him:

"Of course you can accept it."

"Not only you, but everyone has the right to choose their own life and what path they want to take."

“No matter what expectations others have of you, what tasks they give you, or what emotions they place on you, it doesn’t matter.”

"Your life is ultimately your life, and the path you take is one that only you can choose."

Theresa nodded, not quite understanding.

"Okay, stop thinking about it."

The knight took a step forward, facing Theresa, and gently held her other hand, saying gently: "Make your choice."

"If you want to be completely human, away from all this trouble, and live in peace, then hold your left hand tightly."

"And if you want to become a monster completely and be drawn into this chaotic and dangerous world, then you must hold your right hand tightly."

"Don't worry, the right to choose is in your hands. No matter what choice you make, no one will blame you."

"But you have to remember, this is your only chance."

Theresa felt the warmth coming from the Knight's palm, her heart gradually sank, and she entered a trance.

"Give up, just give up at this opportunity."

She felt tired.

Becoming a slave, being abducted here, being hunted, killing people...all of this made her feel extremely exhausted.

"Or I can just get rid of this nightmare and live a peaceful and stable life as a country girl without any setbacks."

Once you have the right to choose, the fatigue that has been suppressed in your heart will surge up like a tide.

It was like a pair of hands pulling her consciousness downwards.

But just as she was about to sink into the water, Theresa suddenly opened her eyes.

"……Do not!"

This cannot be done.

Just now, Theresa recalled a lot.

She didn't actually leave the village on her own initiative, but... ran away after killing those villagers.

Although she had lost consciousness at that time and her body was controlled by an unknown entity, and those people did not have a good relationship with her...but they did die in her own hands.

My neck was broken by these hands.

The tail pierced through the body.

Its shape was distorted and shaped into that terrifying statue.

Why did I forget all this?

Her hands were already stained with the blood of others.

She has already taken the lives of others on her shoulders.

as well as……

"Mother."

This rejected bloodline is the only connection between her and her mother.

Do you really want to give up?

Theresa had never seen her mother since she was a child and didn't know what she looked like.

It was only when I was in a trance while talking to my father that I realized that I probably looked a lot like my mother.

But Theresa felt that her mother should love her.

In the closet, there are dozens of sets of clothes that my mother had sewn by hand, from childhood to adulthood.

It was as if she was certain that she would not be able to accompany her children as they grew up, so she prepared these things in advance so that she could accompany her children as they grew up after she was gone.

The mother realized her fate and tried to fight to the end.

Although she failed in the end, she did fight.

Theresa was silent for a long time, took a deep breath, and whispered in her heart: "Mother, please, give me strength again..."

She opened her eyes, looked at Herbert, and mustered up her courage to say, "Sir, I have made up my mind."

"I can't make a choice, I...I don't want to give up either side!"

She gritted her teeth, as if to encourage herself, and said loudly: "I am not a pure human, but I am not a pure monster either."

"I'm not a monster, I'm just me."

"A village girl with innocent dreams, an alien caught between two bloodlines."

"If I lack any one of them, I won't be who I am now!"

After speaking her thoughts out loud, Theresa felt the pressure all over her body disappear and she relaxed completely.

Yes, that's what he thought.

But soon, Theresa, who had shown some courage, realized her recklessness, shrank her head in fear, and said carefully:

"Sir, uh, I mean...can I refuse?"

I am rejecting his kindness, Sir Knight, you won't be angry, right?

Just when Theresa thought she had screwed everything up, she heard laughter.

"……hehe."

She looked up and found that the young knight was looking at her with satisfaction and a satisfied smile.

"of course can!"

"Besides, it's not like you're 'unable to make a choice'... this is your choice."

"Accept yourself, whether it is this weak mortal blood or the cursed divine blood, accept it calmly."

“This is the path you’ve chosen.”

"Theresa, keep going."

(End of this chapter)