Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Creating a malignant spirit required them to be trapped in their place of death and experience an uninterrupted repetition of their demise over a decade.

The female spirit had grown resentful after having been put through the wringer.

“I died a horrible death… A horrible death!”

Following her rampage, she shrouded the room with her fury.

“It’s all your fault! Why are you getting in my way?!” The vanity spirit shrieked and pounced on Lilly.

This brat was also a child of an affluent family.

Rich, pampered girls were no good!

They were all pretentious phonies!

The spirit did not hide the malice on her face as she rushed up at the girl.

Pablo was just about to strike when a green beam of light flashed passed. Something seemed to be protecting Lilly!

Josh also yelped and backed up!

Poor Josh assumed he’d be safe if he stuck close to Lilly, only to be greeted by a creepy female spirit bleeding from her orifices bounding toward them the moment he looked up.

He nearly ascended from fright.

He wanted to make a break for it but his legs seemed to fail him.

Lilly stood in front of him and threw a punch!

Her little fist threw the massive spirit into the air.

It was a sight to behold. Josh could barely believe his eyes.

Lilly’s cheeks were puffed up with anger. She didn’t know where the anger stemmed from. All she knew was that she was angry.

Ms. Sumo Wrestler was a terrible person!

Her friend treated her so well but she antagonized and killed her.

I’m going to beat her up into a pulp!

That was how Josh ended up witnessing his lovely younger sister mounted atop the female spirit whilst beating her up.

Every hit caused the spirit’s vanity aura to be swallowed up by the jar…

Lilly was no longer the eyesore he saw her as…

Wait, no. Lilly is a

it, Lilly!” Josh couldn’t help but cheer

shrieked. ‘Let go of

“No way!”

“I curse you to die a horrible death! I curse

“Back at you!”

more. “It doesn’t work

at

shut the

Pablo and Josh fell

spat out

aura poured into the jar of souls with the spirit

skinny with her eyes sunken in. “It’s not

I

world

so full of hope when she first set foot into Shercaster City for

out this way if it

to blame. I’m not to blame

world that’s to blame. Why was I born poor when there are so

fault for bringing me into the world of the rich and now she would never experience a life of

Everything is their fault…

black vanity aura and absorbed into the

becoming more

vanity mirrored her inferiority

jar. “Hey, Master? It feels like there’s water in the

empty but now there was a feeling she couldn’t quite

a jar

was possible to

Could it be…

“Where’s

shut up back at the grove

under a lychee tree sleeping with one leg curled up and his head

Polly? What are you

rest against the iron bars and raise

and tilted its head as it

toward the bird. “Why aren’t you

flapped its

is Kiki! Kikikikiki. My

as if it were a

parrot that

Pablo was rendered speechless.

wings and shrieked,