"H-hmmmm..." I feel someone pulling something off my face. I open my eyes and see my beloved mother, Mnemosyne. Slowly, she pulls a tentacle out of my mouth—it's longer than I expected when it finally slips free, at least three meters.
"How was your time here, daughter?" she asks while stroking my cheeks. Her hands move up to grip something at my ears and tug. I squirm as she does it, and my vision blanks out for a second before returning.
"Haa... haaa..." I pant, exhausted. I don't think I've felt this tired since I first arrived in the Abyss.
"...M-My belly feels heavy..." I murmur, feeling the enormous weight in my stomach. Not that I'm unused to it—I've been kept so full so constantly that I've grown accustomed to the tentacles writhing inside me.
"You look bigger. I see you've grown a little... Daughter, I'm sorry. I ended up forgetting you were here."
"I-It's okay..." I say with a weary voice.
