Cannibalism
My Blade, My Throne
I have slaughtered pigs in the palace for four years; wherever my axe struck, none survived.
With every pig I killed, I recited “Amitabha.”
My skilled butchering caught the attention of the Prince, who took me as his trusted aide.
I became the deadly butcher’s knife; he became the executioner who wielded it.
Killing and beheading – “Amitabha”; burying them on the spot – “well done, well done.”
Black Bear Feast
I am a chef.
I provide in-home cooking services.
My employer requested that I prepare an all-beef feast.
But in his kitchen, I discovered a basin of Black Bear meat.
“Bears are the most vengeful. If you kill its cub, the Mother Bear will soon come for revenge.”
“You… won’t be able to escape.”
As soon as I finished speaking, there was a knock at the door.
Hide and Seek
On our wedding night, my husband’s family insisted on playing Hide and Seek.
I lay inside the wardrobe, but unexpectedly fell into a secret room behind it. Just as I was about to scream for help, a pair of icy hands covered my mouth.
“They all want to kill you. If you want to survive, don’t make a sound.”
