One night a rogue Ascian decides to make an experiment to create a weapon strong enough to eliminate the population of an entire city, the weapon (or victim), chosen for her potential as a predator, is none other than little Momodi.

Momodi (now under the effects of the potion she unwillingly drank) grows bigger and stronger, but loses her mind and is dominated by her instincts and hunger.

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