I grew up in a family cursed by my father’s rage—he blamed me for Mother miscarrying eleven baby girls. A Wizard gave us a "Fertility Goddess" statue, but its cracked glaze revealed a demon-wolf. When Mother’s belly swelled grotesquely, I saw her transform: fur prickling, eyes glowing. The Healer and Wizard fought over the "child," but I uncovered their plots: the Wizard aimed to resurrect a demon, the Healer to steal its power. As Father died and Grandmother became a puppet, I destroyed the cursed statue. When the infant emerged as a monstrous spirit, I revealed my true form