Right after Riech's request, a man clad in all black silently stepped back into the kitchen. Moments later, he returned, carrying a small glass jar. Inside it, a tiny black creature, no larger than a ladybug, twitched slightly. The man carefully handed the jar to Riech.
'Well, I could simply convince Roosevelt to trust her, but…' Riech mused, staring at the tiny parasite. 'I have my fair share of trust issues as well. Having her ingest this soul parasite will give me absolute control over her. I'll be able to monitor her every move.'
With that thought, he removed the cap from the jar and let the small insect crawl onto his palm.
The Soul Parasite was generally harmless in its natural state. It didn't pose any threat unless it was bound to someone by an external force. However, unlike ordinary insects, the Soul Parasite possessed a terrifying ability—it could take control of a human host, embedding itself within their body and influencing their actions like a true parasite.
